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New Gang (feat. Ray J & Luvaboy TJ)

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New Gang (feat. Ray J & Luvaboy TJ)

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[Ray J & Chris Brown]

Oh you see the new gang comin', new gang comin'

Got that new gang comin' in

You see the new gang comin'

Bitch it's OHB, yeah we comin'

Propane got us all blunted

The cocaine got her nose runny

The strap got 100 rounds in it

If it ain't about money nigga, you ain't sayin' nothin'

[Ray J]

Pull up to the club 'bout 100

It's a lotta Pirus and a couple bounty hunters

I'm whippin' in that Wraith with my gunners

105 west with some shooters right in front of us

Got that meth lab up and runnin'

Rest in peace to the big homie [?]

Rest in peace to young [?] lil homie

From Centerville to Fruit Town, we gettin' money

[Luvaboy TJ]

You don't bang bang, you ain't gang gang

You ain't never slang, choppin' 'caine

With a bad bitch from Spain

Talkin' slang off the Promethazine

OHB bitch, new whip

Stashed with rubber grips

Stackin' chips

Some of my homies Bloods and some bangin' Srips

22 rims with my brims and some lady friends

Stackin' ends, niggas in my way, that's one to the chin

Pockets on swole, I got a bunch of bands on me

All these model bitches, they can't keep they hands off me

[Ray J & Chris Brown]

Oh you see the new gang comin', new gang comin'

Got that new gang comin' in

You see the new gang comin'

Bitch it's OHB, yeah we comin'

[Chris Brown]

Pull up, pull up if you 'bout it nigga

Where I'm from, we body niggas

Kamakazis on Kawasakis

On 12 o'clock, you ain't ridin' with us

I got killers that do what I say when I need

Bullets spray fire out that lever

I got homies pullin' up in broad day

And set this bitch off like Keef

Smokin' Khalifa

And you was the one sayin' you was ready for war

Now you on the ship, you sound like a bitch

Can't fuck with your boy

This that new gang

All my niggas wear new chains

And I put my bitch in a Mulsanne

OHB in a black Lamb' like Bruce Wayne

[Ray J & Chris Brown]

Oh you see the new gang comin', new gang comin'

Got that new gang comin' in

You see the new gang comin'

Bitch it's OHB, yeah we comin'

Propane got us all blunted

The cocaine got her nose runny

The strap got 100 rounds in it

If it ain't about money nigga, you ain't sayin' nothin'

[Ray J]

Pardon me but I don't usually talk a lot

If you ain't talkin' money, nigga what you talkin' 'bout?

The drop head take up multiple parkin' spots

Nowadays gotta keep most shooters in Harvey got

All about my presidents, hustle, never hesitant

Fuck who you invested in cause me, my niggas next to win

Money be my closest kin, I consider it my fam

Keep the drummer like a bam and bein' broke, I never can

Money's all I understand, I speak that shit fluently

Every way, you never there, we call that shit truancy

You speakin' that foolery, this money's nothin' new to me

Ain't worried 'bout who's hot, I was cool before it was cool to be

Fucking with a triant god, welcome to the tribe mob

Plus we out here ballin', bang it down like a LeBron lob

Championship rings for me and my fellow squad

Truth 100 like the numbers never lie, yeah

[Ray J & Chris Brown]

Oh you see the new gang comin', new gang comin'

Got that new gang comin' in

You see the new gang comin'

Bitch it's OHB, yeah we comin'

Propane got us all blunted

The cocaine got her nose runny

The strap got 100 rounds in it

If it ain't about money nigga, you ain't sayin' nothin'

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