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[Chorus]
Lets hit the two step and dance
All Christian mans lift up your hands
His Holy Ghost in the room everyone join the gang
If two or more are

Bitch we to lit you can't stop us
Went from being down bad to eating pasta
And you know the gang lit
Check your roster
Rip to woo top shotta
Up

throwing bands
I wanna see that ass move bitch show me you can dance
Gang want parts too gone head and bring yo friends
Left cheek right cheek I'm tryna feel

Drug Music

De La Soul

SFS: Spit Flows & Safety

2003

{*scratches*} Non Phixion - slam dance to it

(Verse One)
y'all valley of the dawgs, married to the moms
Fuck carry at the proms sabotage your god with the chron

to Paris, shit , maybe to Japan, take you by your hand (Hand) , can I have this dance? (Dance, dance, dance)
Waking up, twenty-k it's a good day, bands in my

dance for me
She gotta dance for me
Aye
She gotta dance for me
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
Aye
I been keeping it real stack 100s and 50s
I roll with the gang
Them

Lil JD - Wrong One


hey who the fuck is this this conversation is dead weak
I got a nigga in his feelings cause I may his bitch dance on it
gang by

I just been doing my thang
Tryna deal with that shit on my brain
I be blowin' big blunts with the gang
Plottin' how to get riches, fuck fame, baby

Roll with the gang on my side you know that's the way I be doin' it
You see me, no you ain't seen nothin'
All of these niggas they say they moving,

every fucking way you seein us! We roam the streets
Making money dance, grab my chances by a glance
And I just can't, let you fake asses claim that you're

and they friends screaming
ShowOut
This money make her dance
Cuz aint nobody looking like me
Slide to the stu put gang ona beat
No new niggas or you gotta

Yeah
Deadstock, yeah
On me
Body bag up gang blammed nigga that’s on me
Throw the cash she drop ass on me
Too smacked now the ash on me
Digi dash up

was born in the trenches them bad crowd
I'm the star of the trenches I'm back now

Call me E-Star ama light up the room
She wanna dance cuz she know Im

still gon' shine
Yeah, we still gon'
Sir Roll-a-lot
Joints are tightest
Won't stop till I get arthritis
Counting bands doing the Madiba dance
Racks

are not in this game, We talking Money my nigger
Are bigger than all of your gang, Just Say your prayers
To me cause you know that I am Making it rain

Ayyy what gang gang gang
Will, stop playing with these niggas
Gotta pick the pockets on a nigga, had to steal his shit
Had to break into his house, I

I wanna go to L.A
Bitch, I'm in the gang with my yo
Bitch, I meant yo with my gang
Talk to them pussy boys, they run up
We gon' take his brain
Tryna

trust me don't say nothing
This our secret now you cursed
Go fuck shit up put that on gang
Now we gon get it
Get it Get it
Niggas doubted me I ran up my

the gang I'm a mobster

I see they lames, the imposters
We smoking good like we rock stars
Rose to they hood like we rock stars
I'm with the gang I'm

by now
Erin might show you the step dance, and Ruthie shouts “Oi!” with glee
Ask Monaghan to buy the shots, he’ll give them all for free
So raise your

is
Big chop on holdin bout fifty call dat bitch many men
How u gon die by yo gang when u ain’t reppin shii



If I tell foh men go slide just no dat he

we be grubbing
And I got forty five reasons while you bet not run up
I'm on that gang-gang shit so I guess I'm one up
Ah fuck it up fuck it up ah bust

(Let's go)
I got hoes and I got love for
Every single one (Let's go)
Gang wit me
You know it's bands on
Every single one (Let's go)
The way she dance
She

Fuck all da opps bitch we the opps gang came off the Flat Bed hitting the step dance
Hop out get on feet we walk down gang don't send shots out the V