yg – gang bang lyrics
gang bang
(feat. teecee4800)
[intro:]
gang bang
slap a b-tch n-gg- out to get
gang, gang bang
slap a b-tch n-gg- out to get a grip
gang bang
slap a b-tch n-gg- out to get
gang, gang bang
slap a b-tch n-gg- out to get a grip
[hook:]
gang bang
slap a b-tch n-gg- out to get
gang, gang bang
slap a b-tch n-gg- out to get a grip
gang, gang bang
slap a b-tch n-gg- out to get
gang, gang bang
slap a b-tch n-gg- out to get a grip
[verse 1: yg]
you a b-tch n-gg-, you a
if the homie shoot, you’ll prolly’ snitch n-gg-
[?]
you ain’t runnin’ sh-t n-gg-
you just run into ya’ b-tch n-gg-
so i hit em with an uppercut f-ck em up c-ckin b-tches stackin figures
pack em n-gg-s slap em n-gg-s the four fifth’ll clap a n-gg-
super bowl team baby green, bay packers
n-gg- actin’ like we do you
probably just wanna jock a n-gg-
my b-tch bad [?]
shoe strings
give a b-tch d-ck, now the b-tch havin’ mood swings
walking down road rosecrans looking like i stole something
she said yg, what b-tch 400!
your boyfriends a b-tch i don’t like that n-gg-
if i see him in the club im’a fight that n-gg-
no mike tyson, won’t bite that n-gg-
but i’m a blood, so i’ll suge knight that n-gg-
bow!
[hook:]
gang bang
slap a b-tch n-gg- out to get
gang, gang bang
slap a b-tch n-gg- out to get a grip
gang, gang bang
slap a b-tch n-gg- out to get
gang, gang bang
slap a b-tch n-gg- out to get a grip
gang bang
slap a b-tch n-gg- out to get
gang, gang bang
slap a b-tch n-gg- out to get a grip
gang, gang bang
slap a b-tch n-gg- out to get
gang, gang bang
slap a b-tch n-gg- out to get a grip
[verse 2: teecee4800]
gang bang
slap a b-tch n-gg- out to get a grip
flip a brick, hit a lick, n-gg-s out in hoodvich
never broke, ‘less i knock a n-gg- out and i kept the phone
i’m a crip, but i love a redbone
town swag, cashed out swag
my n-gg-s we don’t dream, but we put it in the bag
everything fast, ever since my first p-ss
i ain’t never look back, when a n-gg- was in the back
no i’m not number one but i stay with the mac
my n-gg- bust front, we ain’t gotta bust back
talkin’ all that sh-t, my n-gg-s we pullin’ triggers
you don’t want the vaca’, but y’all all eat a n-gg- asdfg
uh, you n-gg-s is straight b-tches
you n-gg-s is straight marks
straight up snitches
my n-gg-s is all with it
straight up tippin
my n-gg-s is f-cking b-tches, straight up pimpin
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