THA GATAZ

THA GATAZ - Family Ties lyrics

[talking]

Yeah, Tha Gataz, uh

Heyyy

[Chorus]

My family, just me and my family

It's my family, family ties

[C-Nyle]

I use to be the little nigga with the funny stare

You wouldn't catch me at the spot if wasn't no money there

Terror recliner with my niggas hitting honies bare

On baby sporty we with the shorty, bitches everywhere

You couldn't tell me nothing thought I had the game sewed

Fresh pair of Nikes with my t-shirt and chain on

It's like we underground that's why we bang the same song

That's why I spend the whole week just getting my slang on

I'm hollin' at my nigga Chew hey yo what's up with you

We bout to roll a couple blunts then we bout to cruise

To the hornet's nest, the rest of these niggas and choose

Some hoes so we can go and smoke and drink us up some brew

You ain't got to stress my nigga cause it's up to you

We bobbing off the lovely again this afternoon

These cats better not test so we gone have to do em

It's all bad, I left the straps back up at the room, uh

Let's go out, have a good time

You and me, together we are family

Yeah, yeah

[Lil Lee]

I use to be the little cat with the braided hair

Fresh t's, creased jeans, weed in the air

I tip the stunt with the homies cause I didn't care

Incarcing got a name now I'm everywhere

Growing up, escalating cause our breed is rare

After school with the crew playing truth or dare

Now I'm stepping in the club letting loose my hair

Attractive chicks that flock in they packs just to stare

A young nigga getting more attention than the mayor

This little bad chick whispered something in my ear

It's on now, cause I can see the way that she stared

She wanna get close to me, that's how it's suppose to be

Ain't nobody coming close to these

A.G's gone leave em off your history

Lil Lee, the name gone remain to be

In the draft first round and keep on picking me, c'mon

Let's get on down, let's get on down

Yeah, yeah, I want you, to come over here

Let me show you, what I can do

[C-Nyle]

Hoe go crazy with the babyface, blue prince

Hold paper plates to take your place

Slow down 30 miles, I'ma take the race

I got a plan, to take em all out of space

Now understand that, Lil C-Nyle got so much soul

So grab your partner and dose-e-doe

Get on the flo', go for what you know

We all braided and faded, what they hating fo'

West coast, here's what you been waiting fo'

It's all love with the broke bar making dough

It doesn't matter age, race or coast, we all family

Here take a toast now hand it to me

Now flow, to the track, to the track

Found the snare and clap, yeah that enhances me

Throw up your hands with C, yeah dance with C

C'mon dance with C, yeah dance with C

Take a chance and see, what we all about

A.G.'s is known to turn the party out

Pour the bacardi out, that's what I'm talking bout

A.G's got you open and crawled up out, yeah

Yeah, let's, let's get on down

Let's have a good time yeah

See you and me together

Let's get on down

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