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Brand Nubian

Genres: Hip-Hop

Gang Bang Lyrics - Brand Nubian

Well, there's mad gangs, but only one got control 

Wherever they roam, from north pole to south pole 

Ice cold with a vice hold on all crime 

They gettin paid even if they shit is small time 

All your dimes'll get took, yo watch them sling them things 

Cause they nothin but a gang of crooks 

Things look like they'll be here for a while 

Momi and Daddy better fear for they chile 

Cause they style is not just makin a fast chickens 

They also into murder and ass kickin 

Distortion and kidnappin, the kid is black 

Handsome ransome they just get you your kid back 

But either way they gonna make a loot 

If they keep the kid he's gonna do a bit as a prostitute 

Owin freak for some T. A. N. G 

From six to sixty-six they count us catchin thick 

Shit sticks in your mind 

Make a nigger wanna go out and fight crime 

I write rhymes as an answer to they gang size 

If they wanna jack your car you can sang mines 

 

Gang bang Gang bang 

Police ain't nothing but a gang 

 

Gang bang Gang bang 

Police ain't nothing but a gang 

 

Gang bang Gang bang 

Police ain't nothing but a gang 

 

Gang bang Gang bang 

Police ain't nothing but a gang 

 

Date rapes, got the shakes since the first of the month 

So you gotta play, the cheque cash close 

You know you gotta make up that loss 

So when the cut was butt and the work was dirt 

A whole baggage fucked up, you know you're de man 

You gotta head him off, if you still want the block 

So he can look the other way, if he catch you with the glock 

All de cook up, he might give you the hook up 

So you don't get moves downtown in the tombs 

New gang member, he's a rookie and his wid extortion 

He got a wife and his daughter wanna a pony 

His man's a Columbian 

And they both got they hands in the soup 

And you gotta hit off your group 

Niggers to be outside til like four in the mornin 

Niggers with the toast so when the gang get too close 

Naw a gang don't play by the rules and they up they demands 

Gotta grease mo hands, gotta get mo work 

Gotta get more weight, gotta stay up late 

And travel out of state, hey fuck the gang fucks nothin 

Niggers are bluffin, as they snatch you for the kidnap they don't even 

Show 

 

Got fucked in the ass, so now who's the hoe 

Gang 88, mo kinds of dicks, don't give a fuck about the brothers 

As long as they get they cash, News flash 

These kids is the worst, if you see 'em 

Then you better hit em first 

Don't shoot til you see the whites of they eyes 

Hands and thighs, they might front and sell ya been pies 

Black man, don't trust those lies 

Cause the gangs is a bunch of dicks 

 

Gang bang Gang bang 

Police ain't nothing but a gang 

 

Gang bang Gang bang 

Police ain't nothing but a gang 

 

Gang bang Gang bang 

Police ain't nothing but a gang 

 

Gang bang Gang bang 

Police ain't nothing but a gang 

 

This song is dedicated to all the original gangsters out there 

You know what I'm sayin NRPD, NYPD, LAPD, state troopers 

And all the Pds in Queens, FBI, CIA, DEA, TNT, ATN, INS, FEMA, Interpol 

National Guard 

Coast Guard, Army, Navy, Airforce, Marines, Secret Service, and all the 

Rest of the 

Motherfuckin hogs out there rollin in the mud 

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