Gang Gang

[Intro]
Wavy Navy shit, nigga, you already know what time it is, you understand me?
Gettin' big bucks on this side, nigga, big bucks
Ayy
Ayy
Ayy, ayy (Ayo, Shod Beatz)

[Verse 1]
If I do somethin' to you, them hoes gon' say I'm dead wrong
But'll shake they ass if they see me on a headstone
So I'm dead wrong, probably ridin' with my stick and shit
40s with them dicks and shit, blickin' shit, ridiculous
Poppin' shit, I'm the one that's out here makin' shit happen
Fuck these niggas talkin' 'bout? They flodgin', they be big cappin'
I keep it on my waistline, I'm so quick to spark somethin'
Chopper clap his face time, I'm so quick to start somethin'
I'm a gangbanger, cocaine slanger, I'm a god
I was out here doin' fraud, don't get stamped out like a card
Don't need no go-ahead, on my lonely creepin' by your house
Heard you itchin' for some clout, well nigga, take this to the mouth
Let's go get 'em, wig split 'em, hit whoever in front of the house
Everybody, take 'em out, nigga, show 'em what we 'bout
Wavy Navy face good everywhere but in your hood
'Cause I love to slang that wood, boy, let's get that understood
I don't waste no time 'cause your boy been down for so long
Gotta keep an iron 'cause I'm behind the shit that go on
Oh, he fuckin' with the opps? We gon' troll that nigga home
Catch him talkin' on the phone, walk up, one shot to the dome

[Chorus]
We the gang gang, free my niggas out the chain gang
Had to slang 'caine, we was out here tryna maintain
We was down bad, fucked up, now our bucks up
Now them niggas from the other side know they fucked up
We the gang gang, free my niggas out the chain gang
Had to slang 'caine, we was out here tryna maintain
We was down bad, fucked up, now our bucks up
Now them niggas from the other side know they fucked up

[Verse 2]
These crackers know my name, I can't be out here thuggin' like I used to do
He walk up to the car with the fire out because he spookin' you
Hands on the wheel, nigga, you know what I'll do to you?
Why you pull me over? Shut the fuck up, nigga, who is you?
Thirty clip hangin' out my Glock, this cracker found my banger
The fuck you doin' with all these shots? Bitch, I'm an entertainer
Every day I'm cuttin' through these streets, a nigga clutchin' heat
I'm shootin' first, it ain't no hittin' back or bustin' me
You ain't never hit that nigga car and make him wreck out
Broski brought the TEC out, I brought the AR out
This'll take your car out, and that .40 cal out
I tell them boys to wild out, just don't take the child out

[Chorus]
We the gang gang, free my niggas out the chain gang
Had to slang 'caine, we was out here tryna maintain
We was down bad, fucked up, now our bucks up
Now them niggas from the other side know they fucked up
We the gang gang, free my niggas out the chain gang
Had to slang 'caine, we was out here tryna maintain
We was down bad, fucked up, now our bucks up
Now them niggas from the other side know they fucked up (You understand me?)