Gang Gang Lyrics

Ceddy ced on the track

Tell my nigga say ceddy ced I said thanks for that motherfucking beat though

We back out this shit again

I mean like this all I know like

And everywhere we go

Look, don't give a fuck what you thought about me

I'm too street to lose my sleep over a bitch who bleed like me

On my bloodline, where I'm from we let doves fly

If it's beef then it's wartime, everyday I'm on one

I count my money in the morning, if it's a dollar short then I'm zoning

I never trust a bitch, nor a human with a dick

After I bust this nut that's it, bitch I'm bad ass brittney

I came to do it for the city, I'm a real Cali baby

It's in me, let me talk my shit, cause I been rapping since a kid

None of you bitches was writing then, I'm the hottest from the land

Tho, I'm on they neck, bitch in sandals

Killing you bitches, I'm talking candles

I don't think they like me, fuck you, so politely

Bitches is hoes and I'm a wifey, it's levels to this shit

It's to the metal in the kicks, I'm greedy and I like all that shit

Buy the mall ass bitch, on call ass bitch

Hop out and put them paws on a bitch, I'm with all that shit bro

I got gangsta ass kinfolk, bet you I got it and I can get more

Taxing like the thrift store, that's how it really gotta be

Cause all y'all forgot about me, but this is unforgettable

I had to give it to you lyrical, send me to jail for getting physical

I had to cut they ass off, with all wins never losses

Out the mug, nigga, big Bossing

Turn me up!

You know what it is? You know what it ain't

And you know what it do. You know what it can't

And you know all the thugs all the thots, all the truth, all the lies

And everywhere we go it's the same thing

You know what it is, you know what it ain't

You know what it do, you know what it can't

And you know all the thugs all the side, all the truth, all the lies

And everywhere we go it's same thing, gang, Gang

Why you bitches look surprised it's my time all Teary eyed , like I'd waste my time waiting in line

This shit is so exciting, they hate it but they like it

And you ain't never seen a bitch do it like me

Just keep it G, so classy nigga but still so street

Like this is what I does

Even better than what I was

While you been playing with that bag

I been creeping on your ass, finna Pop Out

If I ever said my money long, I don't clock out

I don't get tired like kevin but you a cop out

You talk too much an this street, shit you was Not bout

Fake bitch, can't stand a snake bitch

Let's go back to the base and in the cases

I put that on the hood

I'm from the Wish a Nigga Woods

And I should've got it cracking on your ass

At that funeral, and only Lord knows

What I wanna do to you, I gotta stay humble

The wrong move might ruin you, you fuck with The feds

See me, I run with the shooter crew

Totally the opposite, officially you the opp

That's why you got protected by the cops

And it's still fucking law for me

You too soft for me, I'll spit on one of you bitches

Don't talk to me, all I know is beast mode

It's the street code, G code

Screaming free Wacc till they see loc

Taking no losses, out the mud, big bossing

Out the pussy, thugging to the coffin

Turn me up

I said let bygones be bygones, I love her

We gonna talk forever, shit you feel me

Like she day one, you feel me

On crip!