red chapo – gang bang lyrics
[intro]
throw your sets up, whatever it is you be reppin’ bruh
gang bang, i don’t give a f-ck what you is
throw your shit up, gang bang
[hook: benji glo]
whatever it is that you claimin’ bruh, chiraq it be really tough
g-ngb-ngin’, n-gg- throw it up
in the club & drunk as f-ck, smokin’ weed with your set n-gg-
g-ngb-ngin’, n-gg- throw it up (x2)
[verse 1: red chapo]
address a n-gg- like the envelope, the gun is loud if he want smoke
got alot of inches if she gone choke, got a job for her if she goin’ blow
a rat raised you, michelangelo
i’ll put a smile on a n-gg- throat
take his hoe, break his hoe, then split her throat with my lil’ bro
hollow tips in that ruger though, drive-by’s we ain’t doin’ those
walk up & leave a n-gg- cold, homicides we use to those
toe tag that n-gg- gone, straight drop my gang on
i microwave with the stove on
i bust him down, but i get him gone
the choppa make a n-gg- house move, mask up mixin’ dog food
you know i p-ss out a gram or two, foreign shit when i slide through
one shot will make the crowd move, so high i got a cloud view
braindead i got you, benji i got you
[hook: benji glo]
whatever it is that you claimin’ bruh, chiraq it be really tough
g-ngb-ngin’, n-gg- throw it up
in the club & drunk as f-ck, smokin’ weed with your set n-gg-
g-ngb-ngin’, n-gg- throw it up (x2)
[verse 2: red chapo]
shoutout to my clientele, they approach me like your majesty
the crack rock be so good, if i don’t pick up it’s a tragedy
i’m pulling, two door phantom
chapo in that ghostbuster
my old school on 26’s, when i’m riding that i feel like a trucker
i get a pretty b-tch so wet, i dive in
call me usher
ain’t no kissin’, we just f-ckin’
ain’t no tellin’ what she been touchin’
too clean to be kissin’ busters
i’m braindead, i’m no sucka
my money talk b-tch, chris tucker
that’s the only reason these hoes love me
if you ain’t got it, than go get it
i spend money, ain’t no limit
my new chain got a lot of stones, like the essex block and no limit
in this shit, like a new tinted
red serve, like he playin’ tennis
and i don’t mean jesse white, when i say the whole team flippin’
[hook: benji glo]
whatever it is that you claimin’ bruh, chiraq it be really tough
g-ngb-ngin’, n-gg- throw it up
in the club & drunk as f-ck, smokin’ weed with your set n-gg-
g-ngb-ngin’, n-gg- throw it up (x2)
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