Bryant Myers - Gan Ga (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Bryant Myers - Gan Ga (en) Lyrics
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Ganga
Montana
You know what it is when you hear that
Montana still up in the field (A'ight)
Shorty tip-toin' on her heels (A'ight)
Got the big mansion on
the hills (A'ight)
No education
Por eso es que yo ando
con mi ganga (Ganga)
Al armero le compramo' lo'
AR y lo' AK (AK; prr)
Seteciento' en el cuello, te muere'
si trata' (Trata'; trata')
Aquí no hay miedo, cabrón, lo' tuyo'
se trancan (Prr-ra; haan)
Al armero le compramo' lo'
AR y lo' AK (AK; Upph)
Seteciento' en el cuello, te muere'
si trata' (Hmm; yeah)
Aquí no hay miedo, cabrón, lo'
tuyo' se trancan (Swish; they
call me Young Wepa), yeah
Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday
Know my time is frío, doin' merengue
Shinin' like Neal, bald head (Woo)
I been ballin' like Paul Pierce
(Swish), took the money
then I'm all ears
When I shoot, always agua (Agua)
Montana with the matas,
no cap, drive top
Servin' cold, without the cooler
Fanta rose when I roll up
24 carat gold, lights, camera,
action, pose (Pose)
Aspers, not the Poconos (No)
Servin' bungows in the
bungalows (Bungalows)
AP dipped in rose gold (Rose gold)
Half a ticket what the show
cost (Montana, hey)
AP rose (Rose), my neck froze (Wuh)
Par de hoes (Yeah), pussy,
clothes (Woh)
Versa, Dolce (Yeah), Ferra,
Porsche (Wuh)
Moñas crunch (Gring)
I heard these niggas out
here lookin' for me
Don't let them niggas catch
you while you on E
My shootas carry hollow tips that's OD
And when this hit don't run and
tell the police (Don't you
run and tell the police)
I been on the low, low
Killas they on gold, gold
Niggas always talkin', why you puttin'
on a show for? (Show for)
Money comin' wrapped, but we
ain't worried 'bout no popo
We can't raid them sticks
and bounce around like it's
a pogo (Like a pogo)
Kicks on my door low,
ask me on the low go
Do this shit for Smiley, it's
like everything for bro, bro
(Everything for bro, bro)
Sour got me dumb hot
Run up you a dumb guy
When a nigga upright in the street
and let the sun drop
Bruh, this nigga's lung frost
Snitch and we gon' kill
you (Kill you, uh)
Actin' like you with it, don't
forget I know the real you
(I know the real you)
Bitches on my body tryna give me mozzy
Addicted to this lifestyle,
now this shit a hobby
Aquí no hay miedo, cabrón, lo' tuyo'
se trancan, yeah (Prr-ra; eh-eh)
Al armero le compramo'
lo' AR y lo' AK (AK)
Seteciento' en el cuello, te muere'
si trata' (Trata'; ah)
Aquí no hay miedo, cabrón, lo'
tuyo' se trancan, yeah
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