GANG 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 day

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 chain

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 day

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 chain

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 day

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