| We come to your block like the Warriors
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| We ain’t gon' fight, we gon' blow at you
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| We come to your block like the Warriors
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| We ain’t gon' fight, all my youngins gon' blow at you
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| Gang in this bitch, gang in this bitch
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| And we got them thangs in this bitch, things in this bitch
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| But you cannot hang in this bitch, hang in this bitch
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| You get stained in this bitch, gang in this bitch
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| Gang in this bitch, gang in this bitch
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| And we got them thangs in this bitch, things in this bitch
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| No you cannot hang in this bitch, hang in this bitch
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| You get changed in this bitch, gang in this bitch
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| All of my young niggas savage
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| All of my young niggas trappin'
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| None of my bitches is average
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| I spit that heat, I’m a dragon
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| I see the green like the Packers
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| I ball like the Raptors, you niggas some actors
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| Your shorty be diggin' the fashion
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| These niggas hate with a passion
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| They see the way we be cashin'
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| Mason Margiela so nasty
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| They know what I keep on my feet
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| G-Fazos, don’t even ask me
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| Just met a bitch and she sackin'
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| I think that her name was Ashley
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| When is your new shit gone drop?
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| She pissin' me off, steady askin'
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| I be in the hood and the booth
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| I hit up the trap and my shows
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| That’s why my shoebox full of rolls
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| That’s why I ain’t trippin' on hoes
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| Still spend a stack on my clothes
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| And we be on MTV
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| And we still clappin' these poles
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| Never come back with your soul
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| Gang in this bitch, gang in this bitch
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| And we got them thangs in this bitch, things in this bitch
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| But you cannot hang in this bitch, hang in this bitch
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| You get stained in this bitch, gang in this bitch
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| Gang in this bitch, gang in this bitch
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| And we got them thangs in this bitch, things in this bitch
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| No you cannot hang in this bitch, hang in this bitch
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| You get changed in this bitch, gang in this bitch
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| Gang in this bitch, you know how we rockin'
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| 33 shots and we Glockin'
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| Me and big boss pull up and we fuck off the profit
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| They hate us, you know 'cause we poppin'
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| Hundreds, we been gettin' those
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| Forgiato rims been spinnin' those
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| Young nigga just tryna get to a check
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| I ain’t chasin' no pussy, I been gettin' hoes
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| Herbo only smoke out of Phillies and O’s
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| 1800, a fifth of my clothes
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| Alexander McQueen all black
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| But I don’t shit with them O’s
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| You know shorty been EBK
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| So I don’t do shit by the code
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| And don’t give a fuck who want smoke
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| I eat, sleep, and shit with my pole
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| And right now I’m back in Chiraq
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| Niggas say they wanna rob me
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| You think you gonna reach for my jewelry?
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| You can have it, I hope you let God see
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| All these 150 demons with me
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| 40's, nickles, and ninas with me
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| And they slidin' the stainless for me
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| Red tape on the scene and repeat
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| Gang in this bitch, gang in this bitch
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| And we got them thangs in this bitch, things in this bitch
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| But you cannot hang in this bitch, hang in this bitch
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| You get stained in this bitch, gang in this bitch
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| Gang in this bitch, gang in this bitch
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| And we got them thangs in this bitch, things in this bitch
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| No you cannot hang in this bitch, hang in this bitch
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| You get changed in this bitch, gang in this bitch
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| Bitch, I’m lit, check my fit
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| Check my wrist, check my bitch
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| Catch me ridin' with that stick
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| Talkin' shit, get you hit
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| Ayy, I’m straight from the Chi, get love in the south
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| Shawty a five but I’m lovin' her mouth
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| I got her high, then we fucked on the couch
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| Nut in her mouth then I kick the bitch out
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| Damn what you trippin' about?
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| You act like you never had dick in your mouth
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| You all in your feelings, you irri you mad bitch
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| So what? |
| Yo Uber outside
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| Glizzys I keep at least two when I ride
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| Cause niggas be shootin' outside
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| High off lean, sayin' blockin' off traffic
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| Like Herbo can you move that coupe that’s outside?
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| I can’t see you haters, I’m Stevie
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| I need the cake bitch, I’m greedy
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| My new bitch say she gonna leave me
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| I keep the choppers, believe me
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| High off them yoppers, I’m breezy
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| Pull up shoot your block up so easy
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| And I thought you niggas had money
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| Why the fuck all their jewelry look cheesy?
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| Gang in this bitch, gang in this bitch
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| And we got them thangs in this bitch, things in this bitch
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| But you cannot hang in this bitch, hang in this bitch
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| You get stained in this bitch, gang in this bitch
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| Gang in this bitch, gang in this bitch
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| And we got them thangs in this bitch, things in this bitch
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| No you cannot hang in this bitch, hang in this bitch
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| You get changed in this bitch, gang in this bitch |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gang , by - G Herbo. Song from the album Ballin Like I'm Kobe, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп