Gang Gang lyrics

by

Master P


[Intro]
Yo
Yeah man
Follow my game n*gga man
Follow my game
Blood curl TD BD
Gang gang

[Chorus]
Beating around play with me at his own game
Gang gang
Gang gang
Hunned rounds sitting under the pane
Gang gang
Gang gang
Pulling up letting out the whole thing
Gang gang
Gang gang
Play with me this isn’t around the same game
Gang gang
Gang gang (I’m game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (I’m game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (I’m game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (I’m game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some game)

[Verse1]
Pull up 300 so that we know that we gang b*tch
The n*gga sneaking us in me can feed you a line b*tch
With a bolt and a cut with the center
He gonna blow that thing quick
N*ggas better not play with us they know we dangerous (we dangerous b*tch)
AK-47 let this flame spit (bang bang)
b*tch all in they sh*t f*ck the fame sh*t (f*ck the fame)
I’m still cashing b*tch into change
These hoes on me cuz I got chains
N*ggas hide and we be slide (bang bang bang bang)
All that gang sh*t you flying hey
I count the money I got slowly (the racks)
All that gang sh*t you be my 40

[Chorus]
Beating around play with me at his own game
Gang gang
Gang gang
Hunned rounds sitting under the pane
Gang gang
Gang gang
Pulling up letting out the whole thing
Gang gang
Gang gang
Play with me this isn’t around the same game
Gang gang
Gang gang (I’m game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (I’m game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (what I done n*gga my sh*t)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some b*tch n*gga)
Gang gang
Gang gang (KO it all)
Gang gang
Gang gang

[Verse2]
Her at it on the gang sh*t
To the law fifty n*ggas brand sh*t
Y’all need to lay low man n*gga roast
Ain’t no sh*t n*gga too soft
300 and a boy went down
Cut 4 5 and it hitting loud
But a little steel in the gang sh*t
Ain’t gotta point him I’m gonna hit the crowd
Dante Dante
Ride n*gga too fake
I’m gonna change a n*gga
Rearrange a n*gga
300 shots in his face
That fool was hating on some money sh*t
Money n*ggas bunch of funny sh*t
50 shots during broad day
Mother f*cker heard when the gang spray
Gang gang
Gang gang
Abercrombie do the same thing
Gang gang
Gang gang
Dante sh*t gotta show him we ain’t playing

[Chorus]
Beating around play with me at his own game
Gang gang
Gang gang
Hunned rounds sitting under the pane
Gang gang
Gang gang
Pulling up letting out the whole thing
Gang gang
Gang gang
Play with me this isn’t around the same game
Gang gang
Gang gang (I’m game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (I’m game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (I’m game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (I’m game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some game)
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