Bootsy Bellows

Gang, gang
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 Gang, gang, gang
 Gang
 ♪
 Leave it to me, I'll have you twisting that weed with a G
 Got too much talent just to be sittin' around with
 Weed and alcohol, that's the balance
 Ridin' in the Benz with low milage
 Working 'til my hands get callouses
 Been a player, I established it
 Whips be the fastest
 Chicks be the baddest and my kush above average
 Legendary status and my crib like a palace
 I know why they mad
 'Cause your bitch layin' in my bed
 Still got the weed smell in her hair
 Comin' home later, nigga gettin' cares
 Make a whole pound disappear
 Come for the money, tryna get a dog
 Live this for the gang, imma get involved
 Look at me different now
 Roll some weed and put your niggas on
 You ain't bout the paper, what you in it for?
 And my eyes so low, soon as I walk in
 I got a joint rolled you know that imma spark it
 That's why I ride so slow, me and my gangsters
 I hear 'em talkin' like they livin' but they ain't us
 Pockets, they swole
 
 I won't leave here alone, came here with no bitch
 But when I walk out the door
 I might leave here with your bitch
 Uh, they ain't goin hard as us
 We courtside, chillin', smokin' out the building
 Regardless if authorities give us permission
 Boss bitches niggas breakin' they credit card limits
 To try to ball with us
 We in talks with those who only own business
 My spark lit, then I paint pictures
 Don't leave witnesses, nah nigga, my gang different
 Pull the Benz out in the rain
 Hit her once, I won't even remember her name
 Hella diamonds up in my chain
 To say that I'm dope is an understatement
 But no, I ain't underrated
 Came from a place where niggas make their own way
 Got some girls who fuck me but got niggas so they don't say
 I'm puttin' KK in the paper
 On point gang, ready for danger
 Long joints, rollin' them things like broken fingers
 Too clean to ever have a stain
 Khalifa the boss before you beat the game
 And my eyes so low, soon as I walk in
 I got a joint rolled you know that imma spark it
 That's why I ride so slow, me and my gangsters
 I hear 'em talkin' like they livin' but they ain't us
 Pockets, they swole
 
 I won't leave here alone, came here with no bitch
 But when I walk out the door, I might leave here with your bitch
 Pockets is gettin' swole
 Used to smoke blunts now it's paper she roll
 Diamonds to my toes
 Everywhere I go, I'm froze
 You already know
 Fool
 Gangsters too
 This is how them gangsters do
 
 Gang, gang
 ♪
 Gang, gang, gang
 Gang
 ♪
 Leave it to me, I'll have you twisting that weed with a G
 Got too much talent just to be sittin' around with
 Weed and alcohol, that's the balance
 Ridin' in the Benz with low milage
 Working 'til my hands get callouses
 Been a player, I established it
 Whips be the fastest
 Chicks be the baddest and my kush above average
 Legendary status and my crib like a palace
 I know why they mad
 'Cause your bitch layin' in my bed
 Still got the weed smell in her hair
 Comin' home later, nigga gettin' cares
 Make a whole pound disappear
 Come for the money, tryna get a dog
 Live this for the gang, imma get involved
 Look at me different now
 Roll some weed and put your niggas on
 You ain't bout the paper, what you in it for?
 And my eyes so low, soon as I walk in
 I got a joint rolled you know that imma spark it
 That's why I ride so slow, me and my gangsters
 I hear 'em talkin' like they livin' but they ain't us
 Pockets, they swole
 
 I won't leave here alone, came here with no bitch
 But when I walk out the door
 I might leave here with your bitch
 Uh, they ain't goin hard as us
 We courtside, chillin', smokin' out the building
 Regardless if authorities give us permission
 Boss bitches niggas breakin' they credit card limits
 To try to ball with us
 We in talks with those who only own business
 My spark lit, then I paint pictures
 Don't leave witnesses, nah nigga, my gang different
 Pull the Benz out in the rain
 Hit her once, I won't even remember her name
 Hella diamonds up in my chain
 To say that I'm dope is an understatement
 But no, I ain't underrated
 Came from a place where niggas make their own way
 Got some girls who fuck me but got niggas so they don't say
 I'm puttin' KK in the paper
 On point gang, ready for danger
 Long joints, rollin' them things like broken fingers
 Too clean to ever have a stain
 Khalifa the boss before you beat the game
 And my eyes so low, soon as I walk in
 I got a joint rolled you know that imma spark it
 That's why I ride so slow, me and my gangsters
 I hear 'em talkin' like they livin' but they ain't us
 Pockets, they swole
 
 I won't leave here alone, came here with no bitch
 But when I walk out the door, I might leave here with your bitch
 Pockets is gettin' swole
 Used to smoke blunts now it's paper she roll
 Diamonds to my toes
 Everywhere I go, I'm froze
 You already know
 Fool
 Gangsters too
 This is how them gangsters do