Jackboys & Sheck Wes – Gang Gang Lyrics

  • Jackboys & Sheck Wes – Gang Gang Lyrics

Jackboys & Sheck Wes – Gang Gang Lyrics

Gang, back in the stu’
Uh, yeah, gang back in the stu’
Young n**ga win, win, win, win
how can I lose
Uh, how can I lose
Uh, how can I lose

I ain’t with the gang, gang, gang, gang
.. gon’ shoot
Me and Trav’ in the coupe
Paparazzi research the route
Uh, yeah, see your b**ch gettin’ loose, huh
I’m in LA with the views, huh
I’m in LA with your boo

We on the quest with the tribe
It’s way too late pickin’ sides
Jack make them boys come alive
Better not f**k up the vibe
Runnin’ this s**t with a stride
You know my gang with the flies

I’m with the gang, gang, gang, gang
Boys hoppin’ out of coupes
I’m switching’ lanes tryna maintain
Duckin’ boys in the blue
I see you holdin’ all of my chains
I need ’em all on the loose

When I ride it off of my side
Best believe I got the scoop
I could make a hundred round now
Give it all to the troops
Whole squad got the juice
See the stain like the flu
Whole squad goin’ up
Trap boys on the loose

In the H, rippin’ Screw
Flamin’ Harlem with the goons
We was wylin’, skippin’ school
Now we kick ’em, make the..
Now we kick ’em, make the millions
Tryna down my crew
Cactus Jack on my sh*e, it is li..
I came from the mud straight to the top
Shooters outside double parked
I’m from New York, she like how I talk

She need a ass, it’s bought
Kid in my chambers, we went wild
Sure, that b**ch, crazy, gave more mouth
Sorry young Jacques, nose goin’ down
Smokin’ that Jack, get it by the pound
Don’t need the p**sy, I’m in and I’m out
Sittin’ here smokin’ that loud
Hit my h*es when I’m in town
They know who got the scouts

I’m with the gang, gang, gang, gang
Boys hoppin’ out of coupes
I’m switching’ lanes tryna maintain
Duckin’ boys in the blue
I see you holdin’ all of my chains
I need ’em all on the loose

When I ride it off of my side
Best believe I got the scoop
I could make a hundred round now
Give it all to the troops
Whole squad got the juice
See the stain like the flu
Whole squad goin’ up
Trap boys on the loose

Yeah
I’m from the North where they robbin’ and killin
P-I-R-U, b**ch, I bang what I bleed
I’m passin’ up pills

Fifth got some rounds at the crib
Like, I wanna f**k right not
Keep hunnies on hunnids for real

Bottles on bottles, 1942
Models on models, this s**t nothin’ new
I like my h*es by the two
Blew eight hundred K on a coupe
We f**ked, wasn’t none else to do

This is
Now we only take jets for the hard times
Know I call up them killers, they gon’ slide
B**ch, I’m with the gang

I’m with the gang, gang, gang, gang
Boys hoppin’ out of coupes
I’m switching’ lanes tryna maintain
Duckin’ boys in the blue
I see you holdin’ all of my chains
I need ’em all on the loose

When I ride it off of my side
Best believe I got the scoop
I could make a hundred round now
Give it all to the troops
Whole squad got the juice
See the stain like the flu
Whole squad goin’ up
Jack Boys on the loose

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