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letra de gang gang - sad frosty, dc the don & big teezo

[intro: sad frosty & big t–zo]
ayy
point ’em out (point ’em)
t–zo in this b-tch
in this b-tch i’m turnt up, i got lil bran
that’s my, that’s my
a-a-astro got it runnin’

[chorus: sad frosty]
ayy, that’s my gang gang (wha? wha? ayy)
we can’t fall out ’bout no b-tch ’cause that’s my gang gang (b-tch)
no, she don’t like me, she just like the way my chain hang (what? huh?)
cross your partner for some p-ssy, boy, that’s straight lame
p-ssy boy ain’t gang gang (ayy)
i’m with gang gang
if you be lowkey posted up, we on the same thing
call my brodie with the hammer, let it bang bang (brrat, huh?)
if you ain’t hatin’, showin’ love then you gang gang
we be on the same thing
[verse 1: dc the don]
with my gang gang
i told brodie, “what you want?” we on the same thing
that øutlaw pendant ’round my neck, i let my chain sw-ng
ain’t no new friends, it’s only us, we gotta maintain
i just woke up, i gotta have it
new car, no stick, it’s automatic
finna pick yo’ b-tch up whilе i’m at it
and i know my b-tch mad, i was trappin’
i’m a f-ckin’ dior addict
and i know they mad we still estatic
i’m sippin’ hеnn’, now i’m feelin’ fantastic
she f-ck with us ’cause them n-ggas established
go call my bro bro

[chorus: sad frosty]
ayy, that’s my gang gang (what? what? huh?)
we can’t fall out ’bout no b-tch ’cause that’s my gang gang (b-tch)
no, she don’t like me, she just like the way my chain hang (what? huh?)
cross your partner for some p-ssy, boy, that’s straight lame (ayy)
p-ssy boy ain’t gang gang (ayy)
i’m with gang gang
if you be lowkey posted up, we on the same thing
call my brodie with the hammer, let it bang bang (brrat)
if you ain’t hatin’, showin’ love then you gang gang
we be on the same thing
[verse 2: big t–zo]
ayy, pull up, pop the trunk and pull out something heavy
t–zo slidin’ down your block in a box chevy (ayy)
t–zo been for one of my n-ggas, i am not tellin’ (what?)
your music dropped and it flopped, you is not selling (p-ssy)
ridin’ round t–zo, got a glock on his waist (grrr!)
whole hundred ’round gun stock on my drac’ (uh-huh, bah!)
playin’ with the gang, we posted outside your place (for real)
harry potter n-gga, got a stick in yo’ face (byoom)
stand up on this sh-t, it ain’t no b-tch in my face (what?)
smooth criminal, n-gga, i been leanin’ all day (okay)
step up to the plate, they let a ape out the cage (b-tch)
my bro was on parole, that n-gga tried to do the race
never leave my brothers side, i put that on my life (ayy)
this sh-t was a gamble, n-gga had to roll the dice (for real)
try my n-ggas one time, i’ma spin yo’ sh-t twice (grrt)
why these goofy n-ggas always acting mickey mice?

[chorus: sad frosty]
ayy, that’s my gang gang
we can’t fall out ’bout no b-tch ’cause that’s my gang gang
no, she don’t like me, she just like the way my chain hang
cross your partner for some p-ssy, boy, that’s straight lame
p-ssy boy ain’t gang gang
i’m with gang gang
if you be lowkey posted up, we on the same thing
call my brodie whip the hammer, let it bang bang
if you ain’t hatin’, showin’ love then you gang gang
we be on the same thing

- sad frosty dc the don big teezo

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