| Gang, Gang
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| Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang
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| Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang
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| Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang
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| Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang
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| Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang
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| Bitch you can’t hang with the gang
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| I don’t give a fuck bout no stain
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| Ran off with yo money, you lame
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| And then I went bought me a chain
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| Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang
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| Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang
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| I pull up and fuck on yo main
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| That rollie that’s on me, it’s plain
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| My shooters, they cock it and aim
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| Then send a few shots at yo brain
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| I pull up and fuck on yo main
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| 39, nigga the gang
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| I know a few niggas who changed
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| I could never ever ever change
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| Hit the cup and switch lanes
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| Hit the gas and switch lanes
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| I’m nothin' like these lames
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| I really sold cocaine
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| I run up a check and I fuck it up
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| I fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
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| You play with the gang, we gon fuck you up
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| You know that we strapped, nigga buckle up
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| I cut on the stove and the water
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| Them diamonds, they on me, they water
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| I don’t give a fuck bout yo daughter
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| You play with the gang, you get slaughtered
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| That’s 200 hunnid thousand in cash
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| 200 all over my dash
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| 12 get behind me, I smash
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| These niggas, they try to be friendly
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| You know that these bitches, they friendly
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| We not gon show you no pity
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| Pull up and murder ya bity
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| Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang
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| Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang
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| Bitch you can’t hang with the gang
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| I don’t give a fuck bout no stain
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| Ran off with yo money, you lame
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| And then I went bought me a chain
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| Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang
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| Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang
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| I pull up and fuck on yo main
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| That rollie that’s on me, it’s plain
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| My shooters, they cock it and aim
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| Then send a few shots at yo brain
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| I don’t give a fuck bout no mufuckin stain
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| Ran off on my plug and I bought me a chain
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| A watch and a ring
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| A watch and a ring?
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| Yeah, a watch and a ring
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| Aye, I’m watching ya main
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| Pull up on yo bitch, make her suck on a dick
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| She fucking the clique
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| Aye, she loving the clique
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| We ain’t loving no bitch
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| We chasing money and shit
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| Pull up in foreigns and shit
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| That pussy get boring and shit
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| I’d rather go get me some head
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| Blue hunnids, I wish they was red
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| You try me, you know that you dead
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| You pussy, I know that you scared
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| I keep me a 30, these bitches be thirsty
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| You know that we working
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| You know that we serving
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| Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang
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| Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang
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| Bitch you can’t hang with the gang
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| I don’t give a fuck bout no stain
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| Ran off with yo money, you lame
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| And then I went bought me a chain
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| Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang
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| Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang
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| I pull up and fuck on yo main
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| That rollie that’s on me, it’s plain
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| My shooters, they cock it and aim
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| Then send a few shots at yo brain |