| This one is dedicated to my niggas
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| Now I don’t always act like y’all my niggas all the time
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| Y’all be pissin' a nigga the fuck off
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| But I swear fo' God I love y’all like a motherfucker mane
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| Loyal until the motherfucker soil
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| , I’ll see you when I get there
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| Damn
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| We might bump heads sometimes, but you still my nigga
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| Kill 'em all if just one of 'em try to kill my nigga
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| You do some hoe shit I’ma tell you that ain’t right my nigga
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| Might not talk to ya for 2−3 months but you are still my nigga
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| When we hook up we don’t look for bitches, we look for riches
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| They like «she look so sexy,» we like «she look so suspicious»
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| Don’t want no pussy, just opportunity that she could give us
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| 'Cause she know we got that work and she know we deliver
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| We don’t pop too many bottles though
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| Trap phone keep on ringin' you know we gotta go
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| It’s 10 of us at 100K a piece, we got a whole thing
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| It ain’t no iron, we-we together, ain’t no name
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| You-you got a problem, we got a problem, it’s like that
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| We gon' handle that right now, ain’t no «I'll be right back»
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| If something happened to me, I know you got my kids though
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| I swear y’all my motherfuckers, y’all know what it is bro
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| Through all the good times, bad times
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| All the time, homie we all (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
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| Get on the stand and lie for you, ride for you
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| Even die for you, we all (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
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| And I’ma keep it real here, years later still here
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| That’ll never (Change, change, change, change)
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| Until the day I R.I.P. |
| and they bury me a G
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| I will be with my (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
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| Now you can’t fuck my wife, but you can fuck my bitch
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| We Wild 'N Out like Nick Cannon, Carlos, we cousin shit
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| Might violate my probation just for the fuck of it
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| Protest my shit like Meek Mill, they don’t know who they fuckin' with
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| And we from the same hood, we from e’rywhere
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| And we don’t cheat the big homie, so we say air prayer
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| Maybe that’s why we so blessed, don’t worry 'bout a thing
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| We worried 'bout the stock droppin', they worried 'bout a chain
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| I’m-I'm tryna teach people somethin', I’m worried 'bout they brains
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| Separate we fly first class, together we could buy a plane
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| Until the wheels fall off, I know y’all ridin' wit' me
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| Fuck a bag of kush, drop some money on this island wit' me
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| It ain’t no fun if you a passenger, you drivin' wit' me
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| When I lie to these bitches, I know you lyin' wit' me
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| I-I know I be like I’m one deep but y’all a part of that
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| 77 053, that’s where it started at
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| Through all the good times, bad times
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| All the time, homie we all (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
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| Get on the stand and lie for you, ride for you
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| Even die for you, we all (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
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| And I’ma keep it real here, years later still here
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| That’ll never (Change, change, change, change)
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| Until the day I R.I.P. |
| and they bury me a G
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| I will be with my (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
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| Through all the good times, bad times
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| All the time, homie we all (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
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| Get on the stand and lie for you, ride for you
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| Even die for you, we all (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
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| And I’ma keep it real here, years later still here
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| That’ll never (Change, change, change, change)
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| Until the day… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gang Gang , by - Z-Ro. Song from the album Sadism, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп