Gang

Gang, gang, gang, gang Them bullets rain If my mans fall down he say no names Respect the game For my niggas in the chain gang Behind the cage We gon' blow a bag a dayyyy The streets my safe yeah Gang, gang, gang, gang I'm spitting pain My big bro was twirling gang bang It's just a faze In the spot we got the blanks So swipe the face Couple bands up on a chaaaain I guess I'm paid yeah We up, we up I spent a band on my feet up They just gon' hate they can't be us Foreign is all of the cars when we link up Exclusive designer that's Dior We popped out once now the girls wanna see more Hope my lil uncle could see more More than the streets and the ave boost your ego My shit gon' blast through the speaker I'm number 1 I don't pay for a feature Oh, she hold it down she a keeper She puttin' on for the gang like Lakiesha Cj on court he gon' hit like Serena Guapo gon' play with the racks like he Venus I am the goat it's no need for repeating We running down please don't make us repeat it Brodie got locked for Nina We puttin' on in the streets they can't beat us Put my soul in this like Aretha Workin', I'm slavin' I don't need a breather Kay Rick in the spot we won't D up Piece gonna flock this shit coming from Rio And my little mans gonna re up I call up Eggy we gettin' in breesh mode Gang, gang, gang, gang Them bullets rain If my mans fall down he say no names Respect the game For my niggas in the chain gang Behind the cage We gon' blow a bag a dayyyy The streets my safe yeah Gang, gang, gang, gang I'm spitting pain My big bro was twirling gang bang It's just a faze In the spot we got the blanks So swipe the face Couple bands up on a chaaaain I guess I'm paid yeah Wish brodie was here, but he never comin' out Wish Owie was here but he took another route Shit got me thinkin' is dad comin' out And Taj he had called me and said that I got it Wavy had showed me gorillas and goblins Friends with the niggas that's killin' and robbin' I'm from the 30s and 50s where they know you shooting But they is not gon do no talking Click clack Paint the picture am talking That's ya homie, oh damn he was talking If I call BamBam for a problem he solve it Call ShaqShaq for a beat, it's a new hit It's a new hit If I called Ju for 1008 it's some new drip Bon sin spade on my chest got shot by Cupid 550 bands make your bitch go stupid 2-3 bands make a nigga feel ruthless Mom's in pain so I wrote some new shit I'm with gang we gon' see millions Ask eggy who owned them buildings Package, ship and drugs was dealin' I did wrong before I was stealin' Safe to say that I learned my lesson Before you complain better count yo' blessings Gang, gang, gang, gang Them bullets rain If my mans fall down he say no names Respect the game For my niggas in the chain gang Behind the cage We gon' blow a bag a dayyyy The streets my safe yeah Gang, gang, gang, gang I'm spitting pain My big bro was twirling gang bang It's just a faze In the spot we got the blanks So swipe the face And you gone play this shit again its on replay yeah (Gang, gang, gang) (RPG for life) (RPG for life) (We might take your wife) (Yeah)