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Gang (feat. Kuk Jay) [Single] Video (MV)




Performed By: Tanic J
Language: English
Length: 2:52
Written by: Kuk Jay, Tanic J




Tanic J - Gang (feat. Kuk Jay) [Single] Lyrics
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Told you i was running it
Real trap no salad
Whole gang and my shottas up
Slide or die with a young G
Running blocks by the Interstate
F*ck laws we shining
Stayed down no running
Ride the wave like my son B
Im finna ride with my shotta gang
Gang gang with the shotta gang
Pop a nigga with the gang gang
Imma ride with my shotta gang
Pop on you with my shotta gang
Imma pull up with my shotta gang
Pop a nigga with my shotta gang
Slide on you with my shotta gang
Jump on the beat issa massacre
Trap gang, we like foreigners
Mama told me better pray
I gotta a get ice on my neck
Put the squad on Pateks
We live in a country with diamonds
Need more than a thousand
3 way for the commas
We dead walkin' on these thots
Let her slide get curved
She a thot I won't smash
I'ma need me a Minaj
Double tap on them pics
Strike a pose yeah we lit
Chain gang on a hundred
Now your man looking fake
We treat the game like a business
Every track always lit
Beat game on fire
Your bitch she begging for a feature
She don't even know a thang
She just wanna get the D
Leave her begging up for more
Choke these hatters everytime
Told you i was running it
Real trap no salad
Whole gang and my shottas up
Slide or die with a young G
Running blocks by the Interstate
F*ck laws we shining
Stayed down no running
Ride the wave like my son B
Im finna ride with my shotta gang
Gang gang with the shotta gang
Pop a nigga with the gang gang
Imma ride with my shotta gang
Pop on you with my shotta gang
Imma pull up with my shotta gang
Pop a nigga with my shotta gang
Slide on you with my shotta gang
Og blood Og blood,pull up lil boy you gon start sum
I ain't finished im just starting
Swipe a nigga bitch watch me
My old hoes going freaky
Im on beast mode do you dig me
The drip sauce on em real G's
Your lil momma she tryna meet me
Serving band for the squa squad
We tryna grind for these hunnaz
You bitch hot she a thot thot
I ain't f*cking on her she a nat nat
I chunez might drop on your daughter
Neck froze check on the water
Ice damn my drip like a god
Check out my shit but I ain't no SHAD
Your boy rocking on some fake shit
You still doing what we done did
Rocking Gielas you can't copy me
Iced out for eternity
40 gang we for life B
Water whipping imma dive in it
Play with me check my stats B
Goin brazy we on Apeshit
Told you i was running it
Real trap no salad
Whole gang and my shottas up
Slide or die with a young G
Running blocks by the Interstate
F*ck laws we shining
Stayed down no running
Ride the wave like my son B
Im finna ride with my shotta gang
Gang gang with the shotta gang
Pop a nigga with the gang gang
Imma ride with my shotta gang
Pop on you with my shotta gang
Imma pull up with my shotta gang
Pop a nigga with my shotta gang
Slide on you with my shotta gang
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Told you i was running it
Real trap no salad
Whole gang and my shottas up
Slide or die with a young G
Running blocks by the Interstate
F*ck laws we shining
Stayed down no running
Ride the wave like my son B
Im finna ride with my shotta gang
Gang gang with the shotta gang
Pop a nigga with the gang gang
Imma ride with my shotta gang
Pop on you with my shotta gang
Imma pull up with my shotta gang
Pop a nigga with my shotta gang
Slide on you with my shotta gang
Jump on the beat issa massacre
Trap gang, we like foreigners
Mama told me better pray
I gotta a get ice on my neck
Put the squad on Pateks
We live in a country with diamonds
Need more than a thousand
3 way for the commas
We dead walkin' on these thots
Let her slide get curved
She a thot I won't smash
I'ma need me a Minaj
Double tap on them pics
Strike a pose yeah we lit
Chain gang on a hundred
Now your man looking fake
We treat the game like a business
Every track always lit
Beat game on fire
Your bitch she begging for a feature
She don't even know a thang
She just wanna get the D
Leave her begging up for more
Choke these hatters everytime
Told you i was running it
Real trap no salad
Whole gang and my shottas up
Slide or die with a young G
Running blocks by the Interstate
F*ck laws we shining
Stayed down no running
Ride the wave like my son B
Im finna ride with my shotta gang
Gang gang with the shotta gang
Pop a nigga with the gang gang
Imma ride with my shotta gang
Pop on you with my shotta gang
Imma pull up with my shotta gang
Pop a nigga with my shotta gang
Slide on you with my shotta gang
Og blood Og blood,pull up lil boy you gon start sum
I ain't finished im just starting
Swipe a nigga bitch watch me
My old hoes going freaky
Im on beast mode do you dig me
The drip sauce on em real G's
Your lil momma she tryna meet me
Serving band for the squa squad
We tryna grind for these hunnaz
You bitch hot she a thot thot
I ain't f*cking on her she a nat nat
I chunez might drop on your daughter
Neck froze check on the water
Ice damn my drip like a god
Check out my shit but I ain't no SHAD
Your boy rocking on some fake shit
You still doing what we done did
Rocking Gielas you can't copy me
Iced out for eternity
40 gang we for life B
Water whipping imma dive in it
Play with me check my stats B
Goin brazy we on Apeshit
Told you i was running it
Real trap no salad
Whole gang and my shottas up
Slide or die with a young G
Running blocks by the Interstate
F*ck laws we shining
Stayed down no running
Ride the wave like my son B
Im finna ride with my shotta gang
Gang gang with the shotta gang
Pop a nigga with the gang gang
Imma ride with my shotta gang
Pop on you with my shotta gang
Imma pull up with my shotta gang
Pop a nigga with my shotta gang
Slide on you with my shotta gang
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Writer: Kuk Jay, Tanic J
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