Gang - Jay Fizzle

Gang, gang

Gang shit

Big grape speaking nigga

Paper Route nigga

Fow, fow

All I see is purple

Bitch I bleed purple

Try reach for my chain

No doubt about it I’ma hurt ya

My first foreign was a Jag

I paint that bitch purple

Beat this white bitch pussy up

And turnt that pussy purple

Go against the grain

It’s gone be another murder

Draco get to spittin

Have you pussies jumpin hurdles

My young boy 15, really wit it

Bout a murder

My young boy 15, really wit it

Bout a murder, aye

Gang on the block

Link up, three up top

Put us out, we hot

Don’t claim the gang, you not, aye

Gang on the block

Link up, three up top

Put us out we hot

Don’t claim the gang, you not

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When you hear this bang

When you hear this bang

When you hear this bang

When you hear this bang

What set do you claim?

When you hear this bang

What set do you claim?

When you hear this bang

I walk around with my flag on like its a 40

I twist my hands up like a nigga can’t talk

Put this Glock on my hip, got a nigga can’t walk

How long you been bangin?

Since a nigga was just small

I was with the gang, skippin school in the hall

I started sellin dope cause I couldn’t play ball

I kept me a strap cause a nigga wasn’t that tall

Gang, gang

You know the call

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