Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gang Gang , by - Cadet. Release date: 09.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Gang Gang |
| Yo, ma' nigga |
| Sorry I had to rough you up like that but |
| You weren’t playing nicely init (L.A. Beats) |
| You know my team, you know what we represent |
| Shoulda played along nicely, init |
| Let me tell you who I am |
| I’m gonna talk; |
| you just gotta listen |
| Started off getting bullied in school, look |
| Most my life I’ve been a victim |
| Never had a girlfriend |
| Got low self-esteem but I wanna be the man |
| No, I don’t like who I am |
| But when I’m older I’ma do what I can, but |
| Look at me now |
| Hop out and run a man down |
| 'Cause when I was younger, I never had a voice |
| Might be the reason I violate your boys, and |
| And I even go gym |
| Man it’s different to when I was a kid |
| A real bad man, real talk—no bluffing |
| Tell girls what I do and they love it |
| I spent a couple months in training |
| Even had me doing ten toes on pavement |
| Making sure the ends was behaving |
| See, it’s so bad but I ain’t complaining |
| But now I’m perfect with the aiming |
| And a driver, been in bare car chases |
| Might pull up when your bredrins are raving |
| Lock off the rave, nobody can say shit |
| If you knew how much food I confiscated, it would drive you crazy |
| I’ll grab man if he’s got cash on him |
| Or wrap man if he’s got wraps on him |
| I see man driving mad |
| I pull man over like, «Wagwarn, fam?» |
| Rude boy, I don’t give a damn |
| Call back-up quick and just violate man |
| I don’t slip, I got my vest on |
| Big baton and a taser are the weapons |
| I could fold a man right now, with an M16 or a shotgun |
| Bro, it can get long |
| Don’t press buttons but the trigger might press one |
| Call the judge—my case, I can get gone |
| Take man’s food, I don’t care what it is, could be peng, flake or ten times |
| stepped on |
| Niggas know me, I don’t care what number your gang is |
| Think you’re bad? |
| We got bangers |
| Interrogate man, make man have manners |
| Put you in a cell for twenty-four hours |
| Like, what you gonna say, brudda? |
| Waste man’s time 'cause I want to |
| Like fuck that, what you gonna say brudda? |
| Pussy-hole, do your research, the system’s in my favour |
| Fuck you up right now |
| And I’m calm it won’t make the news or the paper |
| Yeah, I got it patterned like that |
| No I shouldn’t but, yeah, man, I’m bragging like that |
| I’ll say, «You put your hands on me» |
| I know you never, but I’ll say it happened like that |
| Nothing, no, you can’t tell me nothing |
| Bust case all the time like it’s nothing |
| You know how much shit we did? |
| It was my team that got down Mark Duggan |
| Next day on the force, we back, again |
| Get searched, 'cause you’re black again |
| Choke out Rashan Charles in East London, say it’s an accident |
| And I’m this close to banning drill, and done that shit |
| Someone got stabbed at the Rated Awards |
| Mm, yeah, we love that shit |
| Yeah I know about grime, Link Up and all dat |
| Where you’re so stupid; |
| stab someone, go booth and record that |
| And then say you’re on obbo |
| No, you’re just so easy to follow |
| And I got a quota that I gotta reach |
| Get two more of you lot by tomorrow |
| And let me tell you suttin' to tell your brothers |
| It don’t matter that you got a bally on now |
| There’s videos before when your face ain’t covered, you stupid pricks |
| You make me sick |
| Like, «Officer, I’m recording you» |
| So? |
| You think I give a shit? |
| Witnesses say they’ll complain because they see me taking the piss |
| One: they never do |
| And two: if they do, I get a slap on the wrist |
| So, pussy-hole, let me tell you suttin' |
| I can violate you for fucking nothing |
| And get away with it, 'cause we’re the judges |
| Stop saying, «Gang», we’re the only gang in London, pussy |
| L.A. Beats |
| Cadet, Cadet! |