My Gang
Cappadonna Lyrics


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[Born Divine]
Yo, your boy Born back, one hot track
Another masterpiece for all my hood niggas
The sting in the street, trying to survive, man
We gotta get right and take care of fam
So we hustle son, and play the block heavy
I never snitch and never ran, when the chops sweat me
I earn my stripes, listen, from the streets to prison
Niggas know me, dog, and my divine mission
I got the game now, like me and money green
On the compound, yo, this a lock down
And yea as clear as dawn and harm city Born
Reppin' B-More for life, with that heat drawn
I'm bout to take off boy, light years gone
Lightspeed on, I breeze by, like whooo
The way you going, to the top, man
I can't stop fam, can't you niggas, tell?
Look at this cartel, we moving weight now
My CD's jamming like they told vows
My flow so different, with so many styles
Plus my voice ill, you boys better chill
Cuz my fam kill, shhh, don't squeal
Wheels peel out, and the darkness appear
Like roaches when they see the lights
You better get it right, cuz we ain't come to fight, ight?

[Cappadonna]
Sick with the flows, I spit for hoes
I grind everyday, fuck cheeks in they holes
Spark my yae, I'm still ghetto, with t-shirts
Jeans hard and stiff, I don't give a fuck
Shit, my Skwad is thick, we don't fall back
Fuck, we in charge of the shit, fly suit, red Havana Joe's
Muslim oil, I'm hood, nigga, what? Man, you know I'm spoiled
New York City, what, you know I'm loyal
Baltimore City, I got love for you
Popped off the first time that I ever saw you
Murdaland mixed with New York music
It's something in the cosmic, making me use this
I move slick, jump over cunts, prostitutes bitch
Get up to my hair, the grooves is a bitch
The Better Life, more papers, hoes and fishsticks
Biscuits, sneak 'em in the club, icepicks
Me and Clayborne, yo, we keep us a nice chick
The police they ain't got us in they vicegrips

[Little Clayway]
Chilling in a nice whip, staying on some real shit
Look kid, we got skills to pay the bills, and eat a meal, for real
Even if a nigga gotta get killed
I'mma get mine, fuck standing in that checkline, waiting on the government
I'd rather grab the tech nine, fuck, go through hard times
All the time, it's rough on the brother
Got the d's, to stick up hoes and my baby mother
Not a lover, I gotta use the rubber with the chick
Can't trust her, child support sending me case numbers
Game is sour, streets going under
Uh, money is power, we ain't getting younger
Yo, I'm like a lion with a five day hunger
And I shine like the sun, in the middle of summer
Uh, give me a beat and I flip that
Start a record label and show you how I did that
Give me some dat, you know it cost niggas some stacks
Plus a nigga did it from scratch
Used to be pushing them cracks, when a nigga had
BBS's on the Ac', caught a flashback
Grown now, speaking on facts
Still talk slow when I rap, my nigga Cap
My nigga Born in the back
Wu-Tang, Clayway, what's fucking with that?

[Chorus 2X: Cappadonna]
My gang gon' kick ya'll ass
My gang gon' kick ya'll ass
My gang gon' kick ya'll ass
And stomp ya'll niggas out

[Outro: DJ Fontane]
Yeah, the Better Life Movement
Masterminds Productions
Your boy DJ Fontane, Clayway Records




You know how we hold it down
Wu-South, uh

Overall Meaning

The song "My Gang" by Cappadonna is a heavy-hitting, gritty rap that exudes an uncontainable energy that resonates well with hip-hop enthusiasts. The lyrics of "My Gang" deliver autobiographical narratives of struggle, commitment, pride, and resilience of a gang in the streets, who must fight to survive. In the opening verse, Born Divine champions the essence of the street and survival through hustling and keeping the mission pure amidst the dangers of the block. Cappadonna follows up with a dynamic delivery of his verse, which features some impressive lyrics about his undying love for his city and how his experiences shaped him into what he is today. Meanwhile, Little Clayway's verse highlights the sense of urgency in attaining success in the streets without succumbing to the pressures of poverty and baby-mama drama. The song's outro features Dj Fontane, who is part of the Better Life Movement, which connects with the song's message.


Line by Line Meaning

Yo, your boy Born back, one hot track
Born Divine is back with another hot track to represent and uplift his community.


Another masterpiece for all my hood niggas
This song is a masterpiece for all those struggling on the streets.


The sting in the street, trying to survive, man
Life on the streets is tough and the struggle for survival is real.


We gotta get right and take care of fam
In order to survive in the streets, one needs to take care of their family and loved ones.


So we hustle son, and play the block heavy
To make a living, they need to hustle and work hard on the streets.


I never snitch and never ran, when the chops sweat me
Born Divine is loyal to his fellow people on the streets and will never snitch or run when the police are after him.


I earn my stripes, listen, from the streets to prison
Born Divine has earned his stripes and respect among the people on the streets, even during his time in prison.


Niggas know me, dog, and my divine mission
People on the streets know Born Divine and his mission to help and uplift his community.


I got the game now, like me and money green
Born Divine has gained knowledge and skill when it comes to surviving on the streets, just like money is green, he's got the game.


On the compound, yo, this a lock down
He represents his community with pride and strength, even when in prison.


And yea as clear as dawn and harm city Born
Born Divine is as clear as the dawn and represents the city of harm, Baltimore, with pride.


Reppin' B-More for life, with that heat drawn
Representing Baltimore as long as he lives, even with a gun in hand in order to protect his community.


I'm bout to take off boy, light years gone
Born Divine is about to take off and succeed beyond what others can imagine.


Lightspeed on, I breeze by, like whooo
Born Divine is on fire and quickly succeeding like lightning, breezing through life with ease.


The way you going, to the top, man
Born Divine knows he's going to the top and will succeed no matter what.


I can't stop fam, can't you niggas, tell?
Born Divine can't be stopped and those around him know it.


Look at this cartel, we moving weight now
Born Divine and his team are a powerful force and involved in moving weight (drugs) to make their living.


My CD's jamming like they told vows
Born Divine's music is popular and jamming like the wedding vows people take.


My flow so different, with so many styles
Born Divine's flow is unique and diverse with many styles and sounds.


Plus my voice ill, you boys better chill
Born Divine's voice is sick and impressive, and those who underestimate him better watch out.


Cuz my fam kill, shhh, don't squeal
Born Divine's family can and will kill to protect and defend their community, so don't rat them out.


Wheels peel out, and the darkness appear
Born Divine and his crew runs away from the scene with their car's wheels screeching, and the darkness of the night taking over.


Like roaches when they see the lights
Just as roaches scatter when they see the light, so will people on the streets scatter when the cops arrive.


You better get it right, cuz we ain't come to fight, ight?
Born Divine and his fam are not looking for a fight, they just want to make a living and succeed.


Sick with the flows, I spit for hoes
Cappadonna is sick with his rhymes and is rapping for everyone, even the ladies.


I grind everyday, fuck cheeks in they holes
Cappadonna works hard every day, even though he has groupies throwing themselves at him.


Spark my yae, I'm still ghetto, with t-shirts
Cappadonna still represents his ghetto roots, smoking his weed and not caring about designer clothes.


Jeans hard and stiff, I don't give a fuck
Cappadonna doesn't care about looking fashionable or wearing soft jeans, he just needs a sturdy pair.


Shit, my Skwad is thick, we don't fall back
Cappadonna's crew is a team to be reckoned with, and they don't back down from a challenge.


Fuck, we in charge of the shit, fly suit, red Havana Joe's
Cappadonna and his team are the bosses, and he represents their power and style with his red Havana Joe's suit.


Muslim oil, I'm hood, nigga, what? Man, you know I'm spoiled
Cappadonna represents his religious beliefs and being raised in the hood, and he knows he's spoiled because of his success.


New York City, what, you know I'm loyal
Cappadonna represents New York City and is loyal to his roots.


Baltimore City, I got love for you
Cappadonna has love and respect for the city of Baltimore.


Popped off the first time that I ever saw you
Cappadonna immediately felt a connection to Baltimore the first time he visited the city.


Murdaland mixed with New York music
Cappadonna's music represents the mix of Baltimore and New York culture.


It's something in the cosmic, making me use this
Cappadonna feels a cosmic force pushing him to make music and represent his roots.


I move slick, jump over cunts, prostitutes bitch
Cappadonna moves smoothly and jumps over obstacles, even those like pimps and prostitutes.


Get up to my hair, the grooves is a bitch
Cappadonna's hair is standing on end because of the grooves in his music, which are hard to master.


The Better Life, more papers, hoes and fishsticks
Cappadonna's music represents the better life, with more money, women, and comforts like fishsticks.


Biscuits, sneak 'em in the club, icepicks
Cappadonna's team sneaks biscuit guns into the club, and they're ready to use them if needed.


Me and Clayborne, yo, we keep us a nice chick
Cappadonna and his partner Clayborne always have a nice woman by their side.


The police they ain't got us in they vicegrips
The police can't catch Cappadonna and his team, they can't be controlled or in their grip.


Chilling in a nice whip, staying on some real shit
Little Clayway is chilling in a nice car and always stays true to himself.


Look kid, we got skills to pay the bills, and eat a meal, for real
Little Clayway and his crew have the skills to make money and provide for themselves and their families.


Even if a nigga gotta get killed
They will do whatever it takes to survive, even if it means killing someone.


I'mma get mine, fuck standing in that checkline, waiting on the government
Little Clayway is determined to make his own money, and not stand in line to wait for government help.


I'd rather grab the tech nine, fuck, go through hard times
Little Clayway would rather take matters into his own hands and work hard, even if it means going through tough times.


All the time, it's rough on the brother
Life is tough on Little Clayway and his community, especially for Black men.


Got the d's, to stick up hoes and my baby mother
Little Clayway has guns to rob women and his child's mother if necessary, as a means of survival.


Not a lover, I gotta use the rubber with the chick
Little Clayway doesn't have romantic relationships, but he still uses protection during sex.


Can't trust her, child support sending me case numbers
Little Clayway doesn't trust the women he sleeps with, and is being sent child support case numbers which cause him stress.


Game is sour, streets going under
The game on the streets is becoming difficult and the community is losing its strength and support.


Uh, money is power, we ain't getting younger
Money is a powerful force, and time is running out for Little Clayway and his crew, they need to make their money quickly.


Yo, I'm like a lion with a five day hunger
Little Clayway is like a lion, with an intense hunger and urgency to make his money and survive.


And I shine like the sun, in the middle of summer
Little Clayway shines like the sun with his talent and success, just like the summer season.


Give me a beat and I flip that
Little Clayway can rap to any beat and make it his own.


Start a record label and show you how I did that
Little Clayway wants to start his own record label and show others how he achieved his success.


Give me some dat, you know it cost niggas some stacks
To succeed in the music industry, Little Clayway needs money and support.


Plus a nigga did it from scratch
Little Clayway built his success from scratch, with hard work and talent.


Used to be pushing them cracks, when a nigga had
Little Clayway used to sell drugs when he was struggling to make money.


BBS's on the Ac', caught a flashback
When he looks back on his past, Little Clayway remembers driving with fancy BBS wheels on his car.


Grown now, speaking on facts
Now grown, Little Clayway speaks the truth about his past and his current life.


Still talk slow when I rap, my nigga Cap
Little Clayway still raps slowly, and looks up to Cappadonna as a role model.


My nigga Born in the back
Born Divine is still with Little Clayway, supporting him and his team in the back of the scene.


Wu-Tang, Clayway, what's fucking with that?
Little Clayway is proud to be associated with legendary group Wu-Tang Clan, as well as his own team.


My gang gon' kick ya'll ass
Born Divine, Cappadonna, Little Clayway, and their crews are a powerful force and will not hesitate to stand up for themselves.


And stomp ya'll niggas out
They won't just defeat their enemies, they will stomp them out of existence.




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