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Chef Boy - Gang Gang (Official Video) ft Rosecrans hopout, YS, PhoPho8ight & Hitta J3
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Chef Boy
Chef Boy
Performer
Hitta J3
Hitta J3
Performer
PHOPHO8IGHT
PHOPHO8IGHT
Performer
Rosecrans HopOut
Rosecrans HopOut
Performer
YS
YS
Performer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Tray
DJ Tray
Producer

Lyrics

It's, it's, it's, it's yo' boy DJ TRAY
And I be yellin' out gang gang
Do you gang bang? (Woah)
I be outside with my gang gang (With my what?)
Chunk yo' gang signs if you gang bang (Throw it up)
I be outside with my gang
I'm from the Deuce, the four, the Bix, the eight, the nine (Woo)
I'm from the Deuce, the four, the Bix, the eight, the nine (Woah)
I'm from the Deuce, the four, the Bix, the eight, the nine (Woo)
I'm from the Deuce, the four, the Bix, the eight, the nine (Chef Boy)
And I be slidin' down Rosecrans
With my close friends (With my what?)
Bitch, I ain't no kid, I'm a grown man
And I don't need yo' cash, got my own bands
But they call me Mr. Break a Bitch in Japan
And I'm with gang gang
Yеah, gang gang
Big dog shit, dog tag, let them chains hang
Get yo' bitch, I hopе this ain't yo' main thang (Nah)
And I be slidin' around with them bananas like a orangutang (Woah)
And I be slidin' around with that dick like a stud do (Woo)
And if it's up then it's stuck, ****, fuck you (Hmm)
Bitch, I'm from the Deuce (Deuce)
Bitch, I'm from the four (four)
Enterprise Park, somewhere you can't go
That's on Roy, that's on Roy
I'ma go nuts, go nuts like Almond Joys
Bitch, I'm from the Deuce (Deuce)
Bitch, I'm from the four (four)
Enterprise Park, somewhere you can't go
And I be yellin' out gang gang
Do you gang bang? (Woah)
I be outside with my gang gang (With my what?)
Chunk yo' gang signs if you gang bang (Throw it up)
I be outside with my gang
I'm from the Deuce, the four, the Bix, the eight, the nine (Woo)
I'm from the Deuce, the four, the Bix, the eight, the nine (Woah)
I'm from the Deuce, the four, the Bix, the eight, the nine (Woo)
I'm from the Deuce, the four, the Bix, the eight, the nine
Look, look, homie, if you gang bang
Have that work out by daybreak (West Side)
You better not be a day late (Uh-huh)
Prison yards and melees
We been goin' up then goin' nuts like paydays (Look, uh-huh)
On payday sendin' homies money on JPay (Look, okay)
That's on the red homies' grave
Look, I'm really from the gang gang (West Side)
West Side royalty, Ruspect and loyalty
Old school take, I had to hold this police (Look, okay)
It's hop out, hot dog, hot water, boil him
Aye, aye, it's P Street (P Street)
Bitch, that's somethin' like the elite street (Huh?)
We gon' get the drop and watch us spin, it's a repeat
Street sweep, dropped a hundred, we was three deep (Ooh)
I'ma dive in on lil baby, more than knee deep (Yeah)
West Side royalty, got bands for the lawyer fee (West, Roy)
Shut the party down up in the opps, we tryna spoil it
Deuce, four, Bix, eight, nine, and put a 0 on 'em (Put a 0 on 'em)
We gon' put the holes on him and then we got a hoe in 'em, gang
And I be yellin' out gang gang
Do you gang bang? (Woah)
I be outside with my gang gang (With my what?)
Chunk yo' gang signs if you gang bang (Throw it up)
I be outside with my gang
I'm from the Deuce, the four, the Bix, the eight, the nine (Woo)
I'm from the Deuce, the four, the Bix, the eight, the nine (Woah)
I'm from the Deuce, the four, the Bix, the eight, the nine (Woo)
I'm from the Deuce, the four, the Bix, the eight, the nine
Got put on in my twin right behind Enterprise (Hmm)
You ain't got a body, better go look alive (Woah)
142 like Jackie I rise (Woo)
Outside with the guys and you know we got five
Philly P hat, West national attire
Most valuable Rus, we ain't gotta up the slide (Hmm)
When your hair out you roof, bitch, fuck it up (Bitch, what?)
When your hair out you roof, bitch, chuck it up (Oh)
Been at Gonzales Park all my life
Flag to the right, make a left on Dwight
Cornell and onez by Chester (By Chester)
I was on the Ave flamed up every semester (Flamed up)
Make 'em run when the dog comin'
142 Street to P Street, ain't far from it
Hitta reppin' all of 'em
Blue faces, all bloody
Since bebes, we been gang gang
Free the gang gangs, send the cash up Jay jay
Bitch, I push down Stanford, I was born a bastard (Woo)
The bitch wanna choose, make her choose up faster
Homies hangin' out, neighbors wanna be a pastor (Woah)
I never post a blower 'cause I never been a flasher (Nah)
And it's been on sight, didn't wanna be like Mike
I always did what's wrong, never did what's right (Woo)
Better play your cards right, gotta learn the fuckin' game
And I'm with my **** and I'm yellin' gang gang
And I be yellin' out gang gang
Do you gang bang? (Woah)
I be outside with my gang gang (With my what?)
Chunk yo' gang signs if you gang bang (Throw it up)
I be outside with my gang
I'm from the Deuce, the four, the Bix, the eight, the nine (Woo)
I'm from the Deuce, the four, the Bix, the eight, the nine (Woah)
I'm from the Deuce, the four, the Bix, the eight, the nine (Woo)
I'm from the Deuce, the four, the Bix, the eight, the nine
And I be yellin' out gang gang
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