Gang Gang Gang

Lyrics

[Hook] You ain't fucking with my Gang, Gang, Gang! I get to busting with my Gang, Gang, Gang! Ain't no discussion with my Gang, Gang, Gang! (Gang in this bitch!) You ain't fucking with my Gang, Gang, Gang! I get to busting with my Gang, Gang, Gang! Ain't no discussion with my Gang, Gang, Gang! (Gang in this bitch!) [Verse One: Bam Bino] Boy, why you fronting! You ain't gon do nothing, my gang on that murder shit Tro dat, now you heard of it Lil' bro giving shots from his thirty clip I had to get it on the back blocks Big Gs, hear me bugging at mass cock Bank rolls, had to get it out the trap spot Bang-bang, hit that nigga with a snapshot Niggas mad, see they hating cuz I'm up next Grind hard, gotta get it, I ain't done yet On my momma, getting guala Yeah I touch checks, My heart missing I'm just different, ain't no love left But I'm still on that same shit Run up dumb fuck, get yo face hit Smoking dope, pouring act' everyday, bitch Flee team and we A-Squad gang shit She love it My pockets so fat, I spend money like "Fuck it" Switching these lanes, when I get on, taking gang Fuck nigga, gimme yo chain I'm toting that thang, [?] Been riding forever This thunder gon hit you wherever and most niggas gonna change like the weather I'm stacking this cheddar Yo bitch suck my dick and I let her Send shots to her head, no baretta And I won't stop Like Sevyn Streeter, her pussy [?] [?] They ain't have faith, now these niggas believers Bars to bars, they tryna give me ether Bars to bars, tryna give 'em ether Ain't want no war, I'm in love with this keisha [Verse Two: Money Millz] For the money, get violent, we wyling Free papi, he savage, he clapping, shit tragic Shoot like a maverick, keep a big 30 I'm Curry, I'm shooting the basket Bullets is free, you can have 'em (Gang, Gang, Gang!) Since a youngin', was bugging out, trapping For the tro, bitch we wyling out If they not outside, then we turn around If they run up, then we climb 'em down (If they run up, then we climb 'em down) I'm G.D., free my niggas, all of them niggas is killers We do not fuck with them niggas, we do not fuck with Gorilla Broski, I follow them niggas Point us out like chinchilla because niggas be plotting on nigga On any block with the villa In the East coast where they tote and most of my bros are on parole (Yeah, yeah) Blake Griffin, we clipping [Verse Three: Dah Dah] They never split, swish gang finna dump shots With one shots, niggas dump blocks My gun got thirty bullets for one opp They want props, don't give the shit, they shit yock They want beef? Boy, we gon' see 'bout it Niggas always talking hot and they don't be about it Take one touch, that gun bust, you see the body I love stunting, I love hundreds, you see 'em doubt it [Verse Four: Curly Savv] It's Curly Savv, I ain't here for no intro Long pole on my hip like a limo When I shoot, better duck like it's limbo I Get hit with this mac while you single They jacking the lingo, hood star send shots through ya window You don't like me cuz ya bitch on my dick Niggas be talking they shit, see me in person and shit Ask for ya hang on my hip, bitch its a 30 in there Run up, reload up the blic Fresh out the shots in the clip He yelling out: "Bro, yo I'm hit!" He yelling out: "Bro, yo I'm hit!" He yelling out: "Bro, yo I'm hit!" Tell him: "Bro, lay low", load the mac up Run down, pump fake, better back up Think its game? Pussy nigga wanna act up Lil' hype ass nigga get slapped up [Verse Five: Dah Dah] If you don't like me, NIGGA YOU COULD SUCK DICK! I'm wit' da As and the stars and we run shit Niggas don't touch bread on some bum shit Hol' up, I think these niggas on some dumb shit [Hook] You ain't fucking with my Gang, Gang, Gang! I get to busting with my Gang, Gang, Gang! Ain't no discussion with my Gang, Gang, Gang! (Gang in this bitch!) You ain't fucking with my Gang, Gang, Gang! I get to busting with my Gang, Gang, Gang! Ain't no discussion with my Gang, Gang, Gang! (Gang in this bitch!)