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the savage family & bry-han solo - gang lyrics

on the gang
s.o.b the gang
facts (skrrt)
savage on the beat records baby
solo

i’m on rosecrans and ocean gate, high as f+ck that’s no debate
eyes red like golden gate, im repping cali like golden state
it’s funny how they acting when they know you got paper
sorry i’m an assh0l+, fasho in my nature
sitting here in silence won’t condone that behavior
cuss like a sailor while in my chuck taylor’s
like bro, tell me who need that
the gun fat joe cause this sh+t make you lean back
smoking on wax consistency of tree sap
missing in action then i’m prolly where the weed at
squeeze back, pole on my hip, no number two but solo with the sh+t
learned a lot of things wasn’t told as kid, my style ain’t rusty my motive is crisp
you think you a star but but you ain’t, like waka going hard in the paint
behind these bars with a shank, i’ma pull your card what you think (yessir)
you ain’t hitting sh+t like savage does (nah), i’m with aladdin no magic rug (let’s go)
feeling like i haven’t had enough, so c’mon man and pass the drugs (s.o.b the gang)

i been getting so high that i cannot feel a thang
pull up looking so fly woulda thought i took a plane
haters looking at me, wish i wasn’t so on game
when i pull up to the spot, man you know it’s all gang
i been getting so high that i cannot feel a thang
pull up looking so fly woulda thought i took a plane
haters looking at me, wish i wasn’t so on game
when i pull up to the spot, man you know it’s all gang (sw+nk g)

i’m with all my n+ggas, smoking stacking figures
prolly smoking swishers, my b+tch she washing dishes
she gon’ tell me when she finish, she just mind her business
when she know i’m f+cking with it
can’t rat im never snitching, to the grave then i’m digging
money is my mission
cooking in the kitchen, that empire be my vision
i’m not talking television, watching every season
b+tch i been the reason, left on read but i’m never leaving
if i’m blocked i won’t receive it
fighting off my demons (yup)
my air force’s steady creasing
smoking prolly chiefing
she feening cause she need it
i f+cked her when she bleeding
that’s my b+tch but i never leave it
that’s on gang if you don’t believe it (s.o.b)

i been getting so high that i cannot feel a thang
pull up looking so fly woulda thought i took a plane (we took a plane baby)
haters looking at me, wish i wasn’t so on game
when i pull up to the spot, man you know it’s all gang (let’s go)
i been getting so high that i cannot feel a thang
pull up looking so fly woulda thought i took a plane
haters looking at me, wish i wasn’t so on game
when i pull up to the spot, man you know it’s all gang (nomad houston)

grip wood grain, candy coat on the frame, light mary jane strain just to maintain
repping what’s mine, f+ck you and your name
stressing out my mind, till she give me that brain
doing cocaine till i turn cobain, can’t frame the hurt in my reflected pane
my idols are all dead ones so i overdosed yelling gang gang gang
dropping sid till i’m feeling vicious
savage on the beat so the sounds malicious
purple kisses from the mrs. come ride this wave or sink with the fishes
we stay feasting, dirty dishes, blunt after blunt till it’s repetitious
popping pills straight from physicians
my weed stay crossed like the neck of christians
f+ck the police and the system, politicians, one’s who ran the missions
how come those that protect and serve always be the most suspicious
yeah you right i was born seditious, defund the cops, eat the richest
f+ck all racists, no religions
rather die with my gang than lie with you snitches (nomad houston)

s.o.b, that’s the gang

- the savage family bry han solo lyrics

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