No Hook
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang
How you pull up as the aggressor
And then turn into the witness
We ain't In to suit and ties
But niggas know we stand on business
It's like I'm fucking all they bitches got these niggas in they feelings
Pull up drop a 150 then call a Nigga like we did it
We been balling for summers think you compare
You must be kidding me
My niggas giving 3s back to back
Like this a trilogy
Clip hard to tuck this bitch longer than centipede
She comment everything I post she must be feeling me
I remember sitting praying to gods that I touch ten a week
These niggas watch everything I do they must be kids of me
Don't be present on that block when we spend
Light up just like a Christmas tree
This shit sipping and I smoking
Cost yo rent atleast
I fuck her dip
Bitch thought I need place sleep
Every time we step up in a building they gone pay a fee
I ain't got say word but when I walk in it's gone make a scene
F N 57 bullets long
They ain't gotta reach
Wont put no money on head
I'll hop out do the shit for free
I know killa who had body's on his belt but got rock to sleep
You don't think I got it on me boy
You dumb you must be kidding me
Gang, gang, gang, gang
That's on my brother, I need a hat
Got shot at by some bitches, went and got my lick back
This Glock, my body guard, when I up, you gone get back
I'm really thuggin' and I'm with it, these other niggas, they be cap
Ain't gotta be looking, for me, send the addy I'll pull up
Don't ever change my lingo and I always throw my hood up
Any nigga wanna kill me, all I wish yo ass is good luck
Just gotta come correct, or your name gone be a new blunt
I be tired of niggas saying they wanna kill, but never do nothing
Tell the kids, I ain't a role model unless they wanna shoot some
I want bodies after bodies, my nigga gone, so I'm like, keep it coming
I Ain't gotta tell a nigga I'll show you I ain't going for nothing
Fuck a hundred thousand, we need some hundred million
Buy a church to pray to God, cause I'ma keep on sinning
In my shoes can't walk a mile, I'm a pirate who be drilling
Stand over em and smile I ain't got a problem killing
Yeah, Double G the new wave, yeah, we got him all influenced
Head first about this shit, I swear you other niggas truant
Niggas claim they run the city, but ain't did enough shooting
I'm out my mind but still here, bitch you gon' die, you think I'm stupid
Bitch you gon' die, you think I'm stupid
But you gon' die, you think I'm stupid
Gang Gang Gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang
How you pull up as the aggressor
And then turn into the witness
We ain't In to suit and ties
But niggas know we stand on business
It's like I'm fucking all they bitches got these niggas in they feelings
Pull up drop a 150 then call a Nigga like we did it
We been balling for summers think you compare
You must be kidding me
My niggas giving 3s back to back
Like this a trilogy
Clip hard to tuck this bitch longer than centipede
She comment everything I post she must be feeling me
I remember sitting praying to gods that I touch ten a week
These niggas watch everything I do they must be kids of me
Don't be present on that block when we spend
Light up just like a Christmas tree
This shit sipping and I smoking
Cost yo rent atleast
I fuck her dip
Bitch thought I need place sleep
Every time we step up in a building they gone pay a fee
I ain't got say word but when I walk in it's gone make a scene
F N 57 bullets long
They ain't gotta reach
Wont put no money on head
I'll hop out do the shit for free
I know killa who had body's on his belt but got rock to sleep
You don't think I got it on me boy
You dumb you must be kidding me
Gang, gang, gang, gang
That's on my brother, I need a hat
Got shot at by some bitches, went and got my lick back
This Glock, my body guard, when I up, you gone get back
I'm really thuggin' and I'm with it, these other niggas, they be cap
Ain't gotta be looking, for me, send the addy I'll pull up
Don't ever change my lingo and I always throw my hood up
Any nigga wanna kill me, all I wish yo ass is good luck
Just gotta come correct, or your name gone be a new blunt
I be tired of niggas saying they wanna kill, but never do nothing
Tell the kids, I ain't a role model unless they wanna shoot some
I want bodies after bodies, my nigga gone, so I'm like, keep it coming
I Ain't gotta tell a nigga I'll show you I ain't going for nothing
Fuck a hundred thousand, we need some hundred million
Buy a church to pray to God, cause I'ma keep on sinning
In my shoes can't walk a mile, I'm a pirate who be drilling
Stand over em and smile I ain't got a problem killing
Yeah, Double G the new wave, yeah, we got him all influenced
Head first about this shit, I swear you other niggas truant
Niggas claim they run the city, but ain't did enough shooting
I'm out my mind but still here, bitch you gon' die, you think I'm stupid
Bitch you gon' die, you think I'm stupid
But you gon' die, you think I'm stupid
Gang Gang Gang
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