21 Savage – Gang Lyrics

21 Savage – Gang Lyrics
Gang
21 Savage
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    "Gang." - 21 Savage

    Album: The Slaughter Tape
    Track No: 03
    Gang, gang, gang, gang
    Gang, gang, gang, gang
    Gang, gang, gang, gang
    Gang, gang, gang, gang
    Gang, gang, gang, gang
    Gang, gang, gang
    Bitch, you can't hang with the gang
    I don't give a fuck I don't stain
    Ran off with your money, you lame
    And then I would buy me a chain
    Gang, gang, gang, gang
    Gang, gang, gang, gang
    I pull up and fuck on your main
    That Rollie that's on me is plain
    My shooters they cock it and aim
    They send a few shots at your brain
    I pull up and fuck on your main
    21 ****, the gang
    I know a few **** who changed
    I could never ever change
    Hit the cup and switch leans
    Hit the gas and switch lanes
    I'm nothing like these lames
    I really sold cocaine
    I run up a check and I fuck it up
    I fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
    You play with the gang we gon' fuck you up
    You know that we strapped **** buckle up
    I cut on the stove and the water
    Them diamonds they on me, they water
    I don't give a fuck about your daughter
    You play with the gang you get slaughtered
    That's two hunnid thousand in cash
    (Two hunnid in cash, what?)
    Two hunnid all over my dash
    Twelve get behind me, I smash
    These **** they try to be friendly
    You know that these bitches they friendly
    We not gon' show you no pity
    Pull up and murder your bitty
    Y'all **** know what the fuck poppin', ****
    Fuck you mean
    21, 21, 21
    Gang, gang, gang, gang
    Gang, gang, gang, gang
    Bitch, you can't hang with the gang
    I don't give a fuck, I don't stain
    Ran off with your money you lame
    And then I would buy me a chain
    Gang, gang, gang, gang
    Gang, gang, gang, gang
    I pull up and fuck on your main
    That Rollie that's on me it's plain
    My shooters they cock it and aim
    They send a few shots at your brain
    I don't give a fuck 'bout no motherfucking stain
    Ran off with my plug and I bought me a chain
    I watching it rain
    I watching it rain
    Yeah, watching it rain
    Aye, I'm watching your main
    Pull up on your bitch
    Make her suck on the dick
    She fucking the clique
    Aye, she loving the clique
    We ain't loving no bitch
    We chasing money and shit
    Pull up in foreigns and shit
    That pussy get borin' and shit
    I'd rather go get me some head
    Blue hunnids I wish they was red
    You try me you know that you dead
    You pussy I know that you scared
    I keep me a thirty
    These bitches be thirsty
    You know that we workin'
    You know that we servin'
    21, yeah ****
    21 gang, ****
    Y'all **** know what the fuck going on ****
    Still on the bullshit ****
    21, 21, 21
    Gang, gang, gang, gang
    Gang, gang, gang, gang
    Bitch, you can't hang with the gang
    I don't give a fuck 'bout no stain
    Ran off with your money, you lame
    And then I would buy me a chain
    Gang, gang, gang, gang
    Gang, gang, gang, gang
    I pull up and fuck on your main
    That Rollie that's on me it's plain
    My shooters they cock it and aim
    They send a few shots at your brain

    Writer(s): 21 Savage.

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