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badda td - gang gang lyrics

[hook]

gang, gang, gang, gang
them bullets rain
if my mans fall down he say no names
respect the game
for my n-ggas in the chain gang
behind the cage
we gon’ blow a bag a dayyyy
the streets my safe yeah
gang, gang, gang, gang
i’m spitting pain
my big bro was twirling gang bang
it’s just a faze
in the spot we got the blanks
so swipe the face
couple bands up on a chaaaain
i guess i’m paid yeah

[verse 1]

we up, we up
i spent a band on my feet up
they just gon’ hate they can’t be us
foreign is all of the cars when we link up
exclusive designer that’s dior
we popped out once now the girls wanna see more
hope my lil uncle could see more
more than the streets and the ave boost your ego
my sh-t gon’ blast through the speaker
i’m number 1 i don’t pay for a feature
oh, she hold it down she a keeper
she puttin’ on for the gang like lakiesha
cj on court he gon’ hit like serena
guapo gon’ play with the racks like he venus
i am the goat it’s no need for repeating
we running down please don’t make us repeat it
brodie got locked for nina
we puttin’ on in the streets they can’t beat us
put my soul in this like aretha
workin’, i’m slavin’ i don’t need a breather
kay rick in the spot we won’t d up
piece gonna flock this sh-t coming from rio
and my little mans gonna re up
i call up eggy we gettin’ in breesh mode

[hook]

[verse 2]

wish brodie was here, but he never comin’ out
wish (?) was here but he took another route
sh-t got me thinkin’ is dad comin’ out
(?) called me and said that i got it
wavy and show make the (?)
front with the n-ggas that’s k!llin’ and robbin’
i’m from the 30s and 50s (?)
(?)
quick clap (?)
that’s it, homie you’re dead we was talkin’
if i call bambam for a problem he solve it
call shaqshaq for a beat, it’s a new hit
it’s a new hit
if i called (?)
(?) got shot by cupid
550 bands make your b-tch go stupid
2-3 bands make a n-gga feel ruthless
mom’s ain’t payin’ so i wrote some new sh-t
i’m with gang we gon’ see millions
i said he who hold them buildings
package, shipment, drugs was dealin’
i did wrong before i was stealin’
safe to say that i learned my lesson
before you complain better count yo’ blessings

[hook]

gang, gang, gang, gang
them bullets rain
if my mans fall down he say no names
respect the game
for my n-ggas in the chain gang
behind the cage
we gon’ blow a bag a dayyyy
the streets my safe yeah
bang, bang, bang, bang
i’m spittin’ pain
my big bro was twirling gang bang
it’s just a faze
in the spot we got the blanks
so swipe the face
and you gon’ play this sh-t again
it’s on replay yeah

(gang, gang, gang)
(rpg for life)
(rpg for life)
(we might take your wife)
(yeah)

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