Singer: Polo G
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Song: GANG GANG
Polo G - GANG GANG Lyrics (LRC Advanced) (02:47-167-0-en) (PARTIAL PREVIEW)
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[00:12.70]So used to them gray clouds, I might fuck around, drop the top in the rain
[00:16.00]For the squad, we don't play around, we'll lay him down, hit his top close range
[00:19.30]He just pretend, he not with the gang
[00:20.80]'Member back then, ask an opp what he bang
[00:22.40]Runnin' from the jakes, block hot like I'm Wayne
[00:24.00]Spend a quarter mil' on the watch and the chain
[00:25.70]I'm just tryna put a lock on the game
[00:27.30]Hot shit from this Glock when it flame
[00:32.70]Young nigga up now, 'member back then niggas clowned on me
[00:35.70]Now from the Heaven gates only way a nigga lookin' down on me
[00:39.00]Keep at least two hundred thou' on mе, keep at least like thirty rounds on me
[00:42.20]With my niggas 'til thе wheels fall off, don't care if my ride on E
[00:45.60]Gucci slides, Versace robes, palm trees, exotic hoes
[00:49.00]Snitchin', he can't right his wrongs once he play that writin' role
[00:52.10]Slime shit, we wipe his nose, feds watchin', might strike a pose
[00:55.50]Do a hit, take flight, we gone, we just take the dice and roll
[00:59.30]So used to them gray clouds, I might fuck around, drop the top in the rain
[01:02.40]For the squad, we don't play around, we'll lay him down, hit his top close range
[01:05.60]He just pretend, he not with the gang
[01:07.20]'Member back then, ask an opp what he bang
[01:08.80]Runnin' from the jakes, block hot like I'm Wayne
[01:10.40]Spend a quarter mil' on the watch and the chain
[01:12.40]I'm just tryna put a lock on the game
[01:13.80]Hot shit from this Glock when it flame
[01:18.80]Soon as I touch down, them pussy feds be hot on me (Woo)
[01:22.60]Heard niggas got money all on my head, tell 'em come crown the king (Huh)
[01:25.60]Let the work thaw out for fourteen days, that's quarantine (Yeah)
[01:28.80]I'll pour my heart out before my lean, baby, no R&B (Yeah)
[01:32.20]Six-six-deuce, MOB Piru, big SooWoo, slime my group
[01:35.70]Slatt, slatt, slatt, a-achoo, wipe his nose, God bless you
[01:38.90]Blatt-blatt-blatt, I'm not through
[01:40.60]Bratt-tat-tat, duck, duck, goose
[01:42.30]Two big guns on me for the smoke
[01:43.90]That's Uncle Snoop and Martha Stew'
[01:45.60]Call me Capalotty (Woo), Big Slimalini (Yeah), Lil' Slime Gotti (Uh)
[01:48.20]That ain't the 'Ghini, lil' bitch that's the 'Gatti (Skrrt)
[01:50.00]Promethazine, need a P, I'm the wild me
[01:51.60]I hide fettuccine from the federales
[01:53.00]I'm like Rick Pitino or John Calipari
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