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shad da god - whole lotta gang shit lyrics

[chorus]
whole lotta gang sh-t, whole lotta gang sh-t
whole lotta gang sh-t, whole lotta gang sh-t
whole lotta gang sh-t, i just want the gang sh-t
i just want the gang sh-t, i just want the gang sh-t
he just want, she just want, i just want, gang sh-t
he just want, she just want, i just want, gang sh-t
i just want, he just want, we just want the gang sh-t
we just want that gang sh-t, we just want that gang sh-t

[verse 1]
pull up big body benz, this that gang sh-t
got to flexin’ on that b-tch, my john hublot wrist
every time i soup my car, n-gga i switch that stick
glock don’t feel like a glock if it don’t got that d-ck
whole lotta gang sh-t, just re’d back up, i’m really lit
i’ma bust the b-tch down, really ’cause she was juggin’ at my pimpin’
i don’t give a f-ck about nothin’, really audemar that’s my image
and i don’t give a f-ck about nothin’, i’ll serve two grams out a bentley
iced out chain, it’s frigid, i came from that midget
pullin’ all through these trenches, word ’round no straight bullsh-t
everything mafioso, clip fully loaded like loso
and my gang go loco, ask your b-tch how was the smoke pole

[verse 2]
taught my recipe to dawg, that’s that gang sh-t
told ’em free that boy lil roscoe, that’s that gang sh-t
i might get to pimpin’, i might break a b-tch
i might og d, get the money then shake the b-tch
thumbin’ through so many hundreds, that sh-t look counterfeit
i was dead on that ho ’cause she thought she was sl!ck like rick
told her whip out all your t-tties, itty bitty gang b-tch
n-ggas talkin’ ’bout they got money, we got the same sh-t
got three four ounces of the grits, balled up like a fist
my b-tch say if we ride she’ll stick it in her p-ssy
these n-ggas don’t want no money, n-ggas won’t take no risks
keep me a green b-tch, diamonds look like clean p-ss

- shad da god lyrics

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