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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dthang
Dthang
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Williams
Anthony Williams
Songwriter
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2300.wav
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Gang, gang, gang, gang Tdot with me (RPT) Edai with me Lotti with me (4SEV, 4SEV) Tell Stunna don't geek (Tell Stunna don't) Gang, gang, gang, gang All of my opps they bums (Like what?) Like go get y'all gwuap up Can't lack no way I play catch cool Y'all niggas go straight to the doctor And it's crazy how they talk on my gang (Like how?) And they don't put in pain Grab a chopper go pop sum She a treesh and I tell her go mop sum Gang, gang All of my opps they bums (Like what?) Like go get y'all gwuap up Can't lack no way I play catch cool Y'all niggas go straight to the doctor And it's crazy how they talk on my gang And they don't put in pain Grab a chopper go pop sum' She a treesh and I tell her go mop sum' (HD, HD, gang gang gang) Jiggy man that goose gotta go, and that red sweater too My opps they got no bag, bad fits and they wastin They money in the stu' And they claiming shooter get shot, in that situation It's you that got shot They know when we hop out the V, Mally ran out his sneaks Lil' B, I said spin through the what? Lil' kid we'll give you a wedgie My gang, yeah, cross they lane, so this shit gon get heavy L.N.F said he grabbin' who? That nigga done fucked up Better luck up I'll slide to ya block with my gun tucked Don't lack on ya block and think shit sweet 'Cause you'll go out like Noah Don't got my pole, we got the V, I'ma fallback, we the poka We talkin' bout Edot, baby, nigga, suck my dick I'ma spin the hill one night, me and Lotti two deep I'ma dump the whole clip And I fell a benty, Stunna got Cho and I got D'USSÉ 'Till I copped the Henny (Gang, Gang Gang) All of my opps they bums, like go get y'all gwuap up Can't lack no way I play catch cool y'all niggas go straight to the doctor And it's crazy how they talk on my gang And they don't put in pain Grab a chopper and go pop sum' She a treesh and I tell her, "Go mop sum' (HD, HD, gang, gang, gang) If they jackin' O gang, get the whole thing Yeah, T not gon give 'em the rest These bitches be hoe gang and do the whole gang I don't want them, I only want checks and yeah We them demons go everywhere, nigga, don't let it get ugly I got my gun in my Subie, shawty a smoochie, she tryna do me And we done clicked on Zay, poked on Dre, chased the Wraith But my Drillys we bunny hop a nigga I told my lil smooch set the trick He a opp, he get crossed off the list Told Lil Cam, pick up a stick and we still movin' senseless We load that chop, we span that block now they hoppin' fences Gang, Gang Gang gang And we gon keep runnin' the city, he can get shot if he ballin' like I said fuck that trip to McKinley, we sit back feet out smoke Benji' And all of these bitches be treeshy We ain't gon stop till they free YGzzly That's a opp right there? (That's a opp, that's a opp?) Clip that nigga (Clip that nigga) Hit that nigga (Hit that nigga) Tell Tdot don't miss that nigga (Don't miss that nigga) They say they gon spin' till we all die (What?) But they don't got poles So I wanna know how is they really on wartime? (Like how is they?) (Gang, Gang Gang) They say the gon' spin till we all die (Like what?) But they don't got poles So I wanna know how is they really on wartime? Like, how is they really on wartime? All of my opps they bums Like go get y'all gwuap up (Suck my dick) Can't lack no way I play catch cool Y'all niggas go straight to the doctor And it's crazy how they talk on my gang And they don't put in pain Grab a choppa go pop sum' (Suck my dick) She a treesh and tell her, "Go mop sum" It's that DThang nigga, make 'em get jiggy Before we shoot em you heard R.I.P. Woo, suck my dick Gang, gang, gang
Writer(s): Charles Taylor, Daniel Collins Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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