Lyrics

All fuck niggas exit the building Right now Gang in the building Gang gang Tell your partner you don't never want no problems with my Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang Yeah bitch you know I'm know I'm out here wildin' with my Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang Whoo! Don't make me pull up on your partners with my Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang You ain't never gotta ask you know I be that we that Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang gang gang All my niggas really in these streets Better not fuck with me We gon' pull up 'bout a hundred deep You not touching me 10 chains 'round my neck, and I dare you try to reach You must thought this shit was sweet Pussy boy you 'bout to see Got them choppers outside, we gon' take your life boy I ain't trynna throw no hands, you see all this ice boy Brought them pistols to the party, no we do not fight boy Put them shooters on yo' ass, better not touch my white boy (oh really) Yeah they had me down to roll, whole city screaming free me (free Doe) Let me out of jail 'cuz they know the streets need me (gang gang) Rubber band money gang don't play [?] Wildin' with the gang stomp a nigga in these Yeezy's Hey! Gang in this bitch, gang in this bitch nigga (ay Doe!) Gang in this bitch, gang in this bitch nigga (gunner!) Gang in this bitch, gang in this bitch nigga (ah!) Gang in this bitch, gang in this bitch nigga (ay!) Y'all be trynna talk, I ain't trynna talk I be with that scrappin' in the yard, get that fucking chalk Get yo' bitch Jefe jefe jefe what they call me I'm just twenty-six See what happens in the club yo' DJ doesn't play my shit (ooh ooh) Ah! Bitch I'm turnt up off the Hen' I be wildin' with my gang like I just got up out the pen' Never sober, I be smokin' soon as
Writer(s): Cotrell Dennard, Isam Mostafa, Gtmusick Gtmusick, Baker Richard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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