Lil Loaded and YG - Gang Unit [Remix]

Lil Loaded, what's happenin'?
Nigga what?
Lil Loaded done did it again, yeah (yeah bitch)
Loaded done did it again, ayy (yeah, where the members at?)
Goddamn (fuck them pussy ass niggas)
Where the members at, bitch?
Pussy ass nigga
Ayy, ayy, ayy

Ayy, dance to this bitch if you gang bang (bitch)
I don't give a fuck if we don't bang the same thing (Crip)
Dance to this bitch if you gang bang (bitch)
I don't give a fuck if we don't bang the same thing (Crip)

I'm Lil Loaded, so these niggas know I'm Crippin' (6-O)
I got some partners Bloods, so I know them niggas drippin' (nigga, what?)
But we all still the same, we got Glocks with extensions (boom, boom)
I might got a semi and it hold 'bout fifty (goddamn)
I could bring 'em on the drill and I know they down to ride (big shooter)
If I call my Crip niggas, then I know they down to slide (air it out)
.223's, F&N's, pull up with that fire (goddamn)
I'm a real ass shooter, nigga, I don't wanna drive (lil' bitch)

Ayy, dance to this bitch if you gang bang (bitch)
I don't give a fuck if we don't bang the same thing (Crip)
Dance to this bitch if you gang bang (bitch)
I don't give a fuck if we don't bang the same thing (ayy, ayy)

Niggas know what's happenin'
On Bloods, we gon' have to get it brackin'
The Glock on me and I'm two-steppin'
The cops on me, they know what I'm reppin' (woo)
Ayy, I'm gang-gang for life, I can't opt out
When the goonies pop out, they gon' take some opps out
Yeah, wet your block up, bring the mop out
Ayy, talk brazy, get your teeth knocked out
Niggas know I'm trippin'
Grew up with you, but you opp now, I treat you different
Piru nigga, keep it west like my Smith and
He was faded off the lean, we caught him slippin'

Ayy, dance to this bitch if you gang bang (ayy)
I don't give a fuck if we don't bang the same thing (gang shit only, nigga)
Dance to this bitch if you gang bang (bitch)
I don't give a fuck if we don't bang the same thing (Crip)

I gotta face all of my opps, don't wanna die (I won't die)
These niggas berry, berry sweet just like some pie (nigga pussy)
Ayy, I put that ball on your eye just like a stye (boom, boom)
Ayy, I got a beam on the end, you can't hide (lil' bitch)
Ayy, he ain't a soldier, he a ho up in disguise (that nigga ho)
Play with that gang gang, and that's your demise (nigga died)
Ayy, execution so your mind just gon' get fried (leave him fried)
Ayy, slim bitches, said I don't like 'em wide (slim bitch)

Ayy, dance to this bitch if you gang bang (bitch)
I don't give a fuck if we don't bang the same thing (Crip)
Dance to this bitch if you gang bang (bitch)
I don't give a fuck if we don't bang the same thing (Crip)

Written by:
Dashawn Robertson, Keenon Daquan Ray Jackson, Manyang Kual

Publisher:
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave

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