Tokyo Jetz, Yung Booke, RaRa - Gang Gang lyrics

[Tokyo Jetz, Yung Booke, RaRa - Gang Gang lyrics]

This call is from a correctional
Facility and is subjective
To monitoring and recording thank you
For using global tel ink

Wassup bruh ha ha ha we live
Bruh so what you got to say
First off I would like to say
Bruh you a real nigga

Money get low you know how to go get
Yo nigga locked up you know how
To go visit die by respect give ah
Fuck how you livin only the gang
No new niggas wit you know how
To keep it real huh gang
Gang gang gang yeen switchin up on
Nobody gang gang gang gang
Green dot till they home right free
Yo niggas in the songs
You'll visit cause they in the can tried
To run till got jammed damn, damn, damn, damn
Yeen trippin he'll never fold
Well, we'll, well, well
He ain't snitchin he ain't never told
Ran up ah whole lot of shit probably
Shouldn't been a model bitch got pregnant
By a rap nigga either that or ah
Trap nigga in the form cause
She be movin weight phone, home
Cars in her name would've still been
Ah boss bitch other raw or
Rather than being Ross bitch you don't
Get it either see that just
Why we different people we not the same
We not equal fuck these rap
Bitches for the features I hit the loud
You paranoid I gotta spit wit
The same gang I cannot fuck wit new
Niggas I put a check in & now I'm the blame

Money get low you know how to go get
Yo nigga locked up you know how
To go visit die by respect give ah
Fuck how you livin only the gang
No new niggas wit you know how
To keep it real huh gang
Gang gang gang yeen switchin up on
Nobody gang gang gang gang

Gang gang gang gang
Ain't no secret bitch I bang mine
We don't do dots & hi fives secret
Hand shakes & gang sings money
Coming up short small braids no hang time
Big sticks make ah big mess
Imma handyman I swang iron free my bro
He did ah whole dime his
Potnas told then did ah whole 9 if
Yeen gang I can't fuck wit you
Want kick it wit you on the goal line
You say you solid well I can't
Believe you cause in them streets
Steady holling friends throwback
Thursday probably post a pic wit the same
Nigga & his big deal so me
& you not the same you barely know
All yo niggas names them was my
Niggas from toddler days you get your ass
Drop for ah Uno chain I
Call shots like ah pool shark you call
The calls on the bad guys
Don't gotta cap cause I'm really wit I
Want that smoke like a campfire on gang

Money get low you know how to go get
Yo nigga locked up you know how
To go visit die by respect give ah
Fuck how you livin only the gang
No new niggas wit you know how
To keep it real huh gang
Gang gang gang yeen switchin up on
Nobody gang gang gang gang

Gang gang got gang gang in ah chain gang
Tryna maintain dopeboy times
Streetdreams time
Hustle Gang it's the same thing
Wrist game on freeze (
Water) turned the mansion into ah trap (
Carter) bad bitch out the projects
She never had shit so I spoiled her (
Act) crip or blood what you bang
Homie imma dopeboy I don't bang
Homie K-9 unit bark when pass still
Smell cocaine on me fish scale
Make it drain dope money make it rain
Don't it get it off the bag
That pound cake throw it in the air
You got bird money gang gang wit
The blue strip homeboys wit my lawyer
Them porna them wit the bail
Money got all the dope & don't
Sell none phone ringing like ah
Marathon yeah hoe we come datway datpart when
It's that time hit the back
Line before it's halftime

Money get low you know how to go get
Yo nigga locked up you know how
To go visit die by respect give ah
Fuck how you livin only the gang
No new niggas wit you know how
To keep it real huh gang
Gang gang gang yeen switchin up on
Nobody gang gang gang gang hoe

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