作曲 : Durk Banks/George Stone III/Darrel Jackson
Ain't no such thing as that, playing entourage, you hear me?
I hang with all killers
Gang
I been getting the bag before I came from the hood, I had to wash up with a rat (Yeah)
Standing on corners, serving on Father's Day, the closest I had to a dad (Let's get it)
I kept a gun 'cause them niggas across the streets want beef, they wanted me dead (Grrah, grrah)
And I be out of my mind, my bitch be mad the way I be mixing these meds (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
It's a glitch in the streets, I can't even trust my pee (Let's get it)
I can't go without drinking a week (A week)
I can't leave without freaking my bitch (My bitch)
I don't trust her, I watch her pee (Let's get it)
And I served my uncle a fifth (A fifth)
One thousand, I make 'em a G (A G)
I was broke, I was robbing for weed (Let's get it)
The landlord didn't believe I was asleep (Let's get it)
I couldn't even go pay my lease (Let's get it)
Told the feds I ain't them chief (Let's get it)
How in? She wear GG (Let's get it)
On the block, our strikes on E (Let's get it)
They'll try to indict you for free (Let's get it)
And all my niggas kids, I'm their uncle so you can't wife my niece (Let's get it, yeah)
He came from a killer, he went to a robber, he hitting them scammers
I'm from the 'Raq, when these niggas died, you put 'em in music and make 'em a anthem
I don't know shit 'bout bodies, I play asleep, all three days ain't getting a answer
Couple opps got hit in they top but some of them dead but some in Pampers
If you was good around me in school days, blood look like Kool-Aid
I'm around niggas who sold drugs to school teachers every Tuesday
And I'm gangster, nigga
[Chorus: Lil Durk & King Von]
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
[Verse 2: EST Gee]
Yeah, if he don't re-up with a hundred, ain't servin' him (Know I ain't servin' him)
Make a thousand per bag that I'm purchasin' (Per bag that I'm purchasin')
Bro got a body but might be a virgin (Might be a virgin)
Hit with a thirty, died in his circle (Grrah)
He was woofin', you know I took clutch on him
Been a boss, still suit up like I'm workin'
I'm in the field, sellin' cleats in my jersey
Killed all his brothers, I know that they hurtin' (Phew, phew, phew)
Money ain't helpin', it's makin' it worse
Now is a semi, the switch is converted
First on this thirty, now fifty [?]
Chopper bullets have a tough nigga twerkin'
I really turned up from [?], to [?]
Keep TECs and burners, they know I'm the toughest
[?] to slide, I have Durk in the trenches
[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murd
作曲 : Durk Banks/George Stone III/Darrel Jackson
Ain't no such thing as that, playing entourage, you hear me?
I hang with all killers
Gang
I been getting the bag before I came from the hood, I had to wash up with a rat (Yeah)
Standing on corners, serving on Father's Day, the closest I had to a dad (Let's get it)
I kept a gun 'cause them niggas across the streets want beef, they wanted me dead (Grrah, grrah)
And I be out of my mind, my bitch be mad the way I be mixing these meds (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
It's a glitch in the streets, I can't even trust my pee (Let's get it)
I can't go without drinking a week (A week)
I can't leave without freaking my bitch (My bitch)
I don't trust her, I watch her pee (Let's get it)
And I served my uncle a fifth (A fifth)
One thousand, I make 'em a G (A G)
I was broke, I was robbing for weed (Let's get it)
The landlord didn't believe I was asleep (Let's get it)
I couldn't even go pay my lease (Let's get it)
Told the feds I ain't them chief (Let's get it)
How in? She wear GG (Let's get it)
On the block, our strikes on E (Let's get it)
They'll try to indict you for free (Let's get it)
And all my niggas kids, I'm their uncle so you can't wife my niece (Let's get it, yeah)
He came from a killer, he went to a robber, he hitting them scammers
I'm from the 'Raq, when these niggas died, you put 'em in music and make 'em a anthem
I don't know shit 'bout bodies, I play asleep, all three days ain't getting a answer
Couple opps got hit in they top but some of them dead but some in Pampers
If you was good around me in school days, blood look like Kool-Aid
I'm around niggas who sold drugs to school teachers every Tuesday
And I'm gangster, nigga
[Chorus: Lil Durk & King Von]
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers (DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
[Verse 2: EST Gee]
Yeah, if he don't re-up with a hundred, ain't servin' him (Know I ain't servin' him)
Make a thousand per bag that I'm purchasin' (Per bag that I'm purchasin')
Bro got a body but might be a virgin (Might be a virgin)
Hit with a thirty, died in his circle (Grrah)
He was woofin', you know I took clutch on him
Been a boss, still suit up like I'm workin'
I'm in the field, sellin' cleats in my jersey
Killed all his brothers, I know that they hurtin' (Phew, phew, phew)
Money ain't helpin', it's makin' it worse
Now is a semi, the switch is converted
First on this thirty, now fifty [?]
Chopper bullets have a tough nigga twerkin'
I really turned up from [?], to [?]
Keep TECs and burners, they know I'm the toughest
[?] to slide, I have Durk in the trenches
[Chorus: Lil Durk]
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murderers
Hang with the burglars, turn 'em to murd