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Gang Lyrics - Artist : Trill Sammy
[PnB Rock:]
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

Pussy you can't hang, don't fuck with the gang
All my niggas bang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Pussy you can't hang, don't care what you claim
Bitch stay in your lane, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Pussy you can't hang, bitch stay in your lane
All my niggas bang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

[Trill Sammy:]
Bitch I'm posting with my motherfucking gang
A hundred niggas deep, yeah that's how I came
Pull up in 20 ubers, with' trappers, rappers, and a couple shooters
All this ice it like I rob my jeweler
So much gold, bitch I rigged the ruler
Fuck all these niggas that hatin' on me (fuck)
'Cause I know that they bitches waiting on me
And I got bitches, new fragrance on me
Got the 40 on me, what you thinking homie
My soldier he stay with' the glizzy
I just poured a deuce in my fridgy (codeine)
All these drugs got me dizzy
These bitches love me like I'm drizzy
Aye, I just landed up in New York
Smoking on back with no New Port
You know that we eatin like food court
You know that I ball like I'm too short
And you know that your bitch on me
'Cause I'm rocking these Rick Owens
And my neck and my wrist glowin'
My life looking different
Now these new niggas wanna kick it but

[PnB Rock:]
Pussy you can't hang, don't fuck with the gang
All my niggas bang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Pussy you can't hang, don't care what you claim
Bitch stay in your lane, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Pussy you can't hang, bitch stay in your lane
All my niggas bang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

[Dice Soho:]
Damn, I just be flexing on purpose
In the phone, yeah she perfect
And her titties sitting perfect
Take her home, I feel perfect
Run up homie, that's the purpose
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Can't none of y'all niggas hang
These bitches fucking for the fame
Two black 40's makes pains
Shorty gotta' stay in my lane
Man these new niggas super lame
Yo' bitch give me super brain
Four couver switchin' lanes
Five figures for the chain
I pull up in a benz
Scopa in a france
Take her to the spot, hit her with my twin
Copped it off the lot, using all 10
Had to drop the top, my head in the wind
Gang, Gang, Gang, Gang
Diamond singing, bling bling
Oh, that was yo' main thing
We just ran a gang train
Fuck all you niggas that hating on me
Now I got money, they waitin' on me
Diamonds, they dancin' and skatin' on me
These bitches, they love me like I'm on tv

[PnB Rock:]
Pussy you can't hang, don't fuck with the gang
All my niggas bang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Pussy you can't hang, don't care what you claim
Bitch stay in your lane, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Pussy you can't hang, bitch stay in your lane
All my niggas bang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Pussy you can't hang, bitch stay in your lane
All my niggas bang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang

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