Gang Gang by Alley Boy Lyrics

[Intro]
Yo
Yeah man
Follow my game n*gga man
Follow my game
Blood curl TD BD
Gang gang

[Chorus]
Beating around play with me at his own game
Gang gang
Gang gang
Hunned rounds sitting under the pane
Gang gang
Gang gang
Pulling up letting out the whole thing
Gang gang
Gang gang
Play with me this isn’t around the same game
Gang gang
Gang gang (I’m game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (I’m game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (I’m game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (I’m game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some game)
[Verse1]
Pull up 300 so that we know that we gang bitch
The n*gga sneaking us in me can feed you a line bitch
With a bolt and a cut with the center
He gonna blow that thing quick
N*ggas better not play with us they know we dangerous (we dangerous bitch)
AK-47 let this flame spit (bang bang)
Bitch all in they shit fuck the fame shit (fuck the fame)
I’m still cashing bitch into change
These hoes on me cuz I got chains
N*ggas hide and we be slide (bang bang bang bang)
All that gang shit you flying hey
I count the money I got slowly (the racks)
All that gang shit you be my 40

[Chorus]
Beating around play with me at his own game
Gang gang
Gang gang
Hunned rounds sitting under the pane
Gang gang
Gang gang
Pulling up letting out the whole thing
Gang gang
Gang gang
Play with me this isn’t around the same game
Gang gang
Gang gang (I’m game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (I’m game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (what I done n*gga my shit)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some bitch n*gga)
Gang gang
Gang gang (KO it all)
Gang gang
Gang gang
[Verse2]
Her at it on the gang shit
To the law fifty n*ggas brand shit
Y’all need to lay low man n*gga roast
Ain’t no shit n*gga too soft
300 and a boy went down
Cut 4 5 and it hitting loud
But a little steel in the gang shit
Ain’t gotta point him I’m gonna hit the crowd
Dante Dante
Ride n*gga too fake
I’m gonna change a n*gga
Rearrange a n*gga
300 shots in his face
That fool was hating on some money shit
Money n*ggas bunch of funny shit
50 shots during broad day
Mother fucker heard when the gang spray
Gang gang
Gang gang
Abercrombie do the same thing
Gang gang
Gang gang
Dante shit gotta show him we ain’t playing

[Chorus]
Beating around play with me at his own game
Gang gang
Gang gang
Hunned rounds sitting under the pane
Gang gang
Gang gang
Pulling up letting out the whole thing
Gang gang
Gang gang
Play with me this isn’t around the same game
Gang gang
Gang gang (I’m game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (I’m game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (I’m game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (I’m game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some game)
Gang gang
Gang gang (some game)