Chef Boy, Snoop Dogg, Twoske - Members

Damn, say you going crazy in this bitch Damn, say you going crazy in this bitch That's on the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, I'm a real member, nigga That's on the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, I'm a real member Hold on, look Hey, Howie make these gang songs and he don't diss Hey, like my nigga Snoop said (this motherfucker don't miss) Don't quit, I might be sneaking with your bitch She gon' go wherever I go because she on dick And if you really gang gang, then trunk your hood up And if you don't gangbang, you can still turn up Go up, ain't nobody trippin' in the party Yes, the Bloods over here, but it's Crips up in the party And the bitches in the party gon' keep it civil She gon' drop low and shake that ass, that booty gonna jiggle I be hanging with them niggas that really gangbang That won't shake your hand 'til they find out what set you claim I don't roll wit' niggas 'cause I don't know niggas And these niggas be more hoes than these ho bitches And if you pillow talk on pussy then you telling And I ain't buying whatever the fuck you selling That's on the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, I'm a real member, nigga That's on the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, I'm a real member Dead homies, who it is? What you thought it was? He's a real gang member on the set, cuz Loc'd up, locked out, broke out, no doubt Long Beach in the house Black and gold on the tenfold ICG, them my motherfucking kinfolks The rest of the city going up If you a real member, throw it up What you waiting on, nigga? Get it on On Crip, Snoop Dogg put the city on And if you know like I know, then get this shit cracking 'Cause I got some bitches, and they know what's happening And I ain't just rapping, we clicking and clacking See, when I'm headlining, cuz, I get the backend Death Row CEO Pirus and Rips everywhere I go, that's on the Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, I'm a real member, nigga That's on the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, I'm a real member Why? I gang, I bang, I rob, I slang All the bitches zooted up at night, and niggas set a thang I gang, I bang, I rob, do you? Taking all my fingers in the car, then I crash the coupe Hit the corner twice, that got me catching 'cause I'm paranoid (Ayy, that car hit the corner one more time) Why? Why? Gang in the sky, if you don't care, you gotta patch up for it (Yeah, fucking tuck that shit up in) Why? Why? Bitch I'm from the Ford, the, north, the back, the West, the South, why? You outta pocket, keep the set up out your mouth We might knock up on your door like we visiting your house On your couch in VIP, take a bottle on the way out, why? I smoke, I drink, it's true, I do Last week we was at Coachella, I was getting loose Throw ass, on two, like, ooh, like, ooh Dancing to my song with my gang to the roof That's on the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, I'm a real member, nigga That's on the gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, I'm a real member (sumpin' gang, homie), nigga