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Chilling cool-cool with you
Pants sagging, rag dragging, do my gangbang with you

Groovy nigga, jumped off of the peg
Forced by my third leg, plead the fifth
Chilling cool-cool with you
Pants sagging, rag dragging, do my gangbang with you

Groovy n****, jumped off of the peg
Forced by my third leg, plead the fifth
ohhhhhhh
When we used to hang
On the porch, drinkin brew
And now they drive-by (bay-bee)
I remember (I remember) ohhhhhhh
When we used to play
drive-by (bay-bee)
I remember (I remember) ohhhhhhh
When we used to play
Shoot-em-up, up and down
But now they gang-bang (bay-bee)

Ohhh, my life, no
And for the Homies that ain't here, pour out a little liqour
We don't Gangbang, just crack deal
Motorbike, ten speeds, never rode a big wheel
Find me
call this a paradise, dear, People judge you by the clothes you wear
Well, it's a wham bam gangbang everynight here, I tell you everywhere else is just
but them niggaz on wait 

Tey get beat like hussein by tis gangbang track 

Young hustler, geyda pusher, leg crusher 

Nigga make way for this
'caine, or you gang-bang
or work a nine to five, just tryin to maintain, mayne
Do your thang, mayne, it's all the same, mayne
and let your chain swang,
Flaschen auf den Türsteher, Flaschen auf den Türsteher
(Du kriegst Schläge von uns, es ist Gangbang, wir haben
Dein Mädel gebumst, nach allen Regeln der
[Chorus:]
I remember (I remember) ohh 
When we used to hang 
On the porch, drinkin brew 
And now they drive-by (bay-bee) 
I remember (I remember) ohh
blast and gangbang

Who gives it up for every hooker rat and hood slut
All in the cut Dat Nigga Daz with the pimp strut
You slept game on those who
to ride
To keep the heater right by her side

[Eve]
Ah-yo so what the deal dogg tell me keep it real dogg
N****z seem to the brain how you feel dogg
Everyday is the same thing: another kid shot down by the gang-bang killa
On the prowl, just sizin' up as the body counts keep rizin' up, yeah
I
Everyday is the same thing, another kid shot down by the gang-bang killa
On the prowl just sizin' up as the body counts keep rizin' up, yeah
I
on my
Behalf as I call shots as if I was Saddaam Hussein
Jacking mother- fuckers for Dana Danes hated by many bit I don't care because I
Rather be
on my
Behalf as I call shots as if I was Saddaam Hussein
Jacking mother- fuckers for Dana Danes hated by many bit I don't care because I
Rather be
they stay in tha street
I'm only fuccin wit tha real niggaz, they playin fo keep
When tha streetz in yo whole blocc wit them 2
I'm old-skool ? play by
hard
Put him on a killer row, where the killers kill and disregard
Say you don't gang-bang
Well why your homie - baby boo callin you by ya gang name?
but them niggaz on wait 

Tey get beat like hussein by tis gangbang track 

Young hustler, geyda pusher, leg crusher 

Nigga make way for this
the boopin' floosin'
Off this gang-bang music
So all I'd wanna got the room stumped
I'm smokin, make dough like Trump
Cookin powder til they chunk, punk!
he fucked wit the wrong hoe
Its the sign of the times man
By second thank God that I'm alive man
Peace to my dead g's
Fell short trying to stack up
Yeah nigga, I can always tell a scared nigga
Ol' loudmouth busta ass nigga wouldn't break a glass
Now he wanna run up on me and mash
I catch him by
know

Hey shawty, ain't no future in no gang-bang
And ain't no manhood in no bang-bang
Ain't no honor cleanin' interstates inside a chain-gang
Know
rewind

Hit the trap with a whole key
Blowing dope by the OZ
Behind tints moving low key
I think that you should know me
Yeah, I heard that you taken
I
gang, die for connect gang 

Throw up spot slang, watch and let my nuts hang 

Down with the 1-O, meet me in the jungle 

Fly, gettin high by