Gang In Here - Cash Click Boog, E-40, Philthy Rich

You better tuck your chain, bitch it’s gang in here

Lil Nuny stuck that thang in here

All these diamonds on my body, I might faint in here

Rollin' cookie packs back to back, bitch it stank in here

You better stay up in your lane in here

'Cause it can be a white sheet on your body while you lay in here

I told Malo we can’t play this year

Everywhere we keep them pistols heavy, we can take it there

Stackin' bitcoins, I’m different flexin'

Woke up with your bitch up in my bed, she ate my dick for breakfast

Your main ho just got picked off, that’s an interception

G-O-D, if she ain’t cashin' out then I ain’t interested

Patrero, I’m right there by the intersection

Pull up in a manner, I ain’t in to crescents

I don’t need shit but this draco and this Smith & Wesson

When niggas killed Tino I felt disrespected, hey

Bigs and One just hit Nini on the method back

Dezi keep me laced up with them naughties, I be lovin' that

I fuck with Shannon 'cause she double back

Camila wasn’t tryna up them bands, I can’t fuck with that

Call Monte on my brother at

Rerock you with this Karo, now you stuck with that

Pillow talkin' to them bitches, man what’s up with that?

If a nigga bug, Lil Bug know to up the strap

And I always keep them shootas with me

Ten milly on my hip, I’m in Erotic City, yeah

Hell yeah I don’t want no dance, ain’t got no dollars with me

Only blue face hundreds and a lot of fifties, ayy

On the airplane with a lot of pounds

My bitch bad like a problem child

Nigga talkin' tough talk, they better calm it down, ayy

'Cause this F&N seven hold a lot of rounds

I got lil dawgs, I don’t need to shoot

They’ll cause hell if I need 'em to

And bitch you better skip town if we beef with you

Or you a dead man walkin' just like Beetlejuice, ah

You better tuck your chain, bitch it’s gang in here

Lil Nuny stuck that thang in here

All these diamonds on my body, I might faint in here

Rollin' cookie packs back to back, bitch it stank in here

You better stay up in your lane in here

'Cause it can be a white sheet on your body while you lay in here

I told Malo we can’t play this year

Everywhere we keep them pistols heavy, we can take it there

Tuck your chain, bitch it’s gang in here

Gucci Goo snuck that thang in here

I don’t think I missed the store, bitch I’m straight in here

And nigga I ain’t rollin' shit up, I catch a fade in here

Ayy, brass steel, catch a blade in here

Cut a nigga face, you think he shave in here

Told Moni we gon' invest in real estate this year

Got cookies on the State Farm like it’s Jake in here, bitch

Get off your ass and go bust a date

Then get out my trap, I ain’t tryna stay

I don’t trap with my bitches, send 'em out of state

Pull up on the low, I ain’t been on the A

Wonderin' why these niggas wanna fuck with me now

Lil bitches that lived, they want me to dick 'em down

You ain’t tryna get served, please don’t bring your bitch around

Sucker claimed some shit he ain’t did, bet he wish he didn’t now

If my clique around, them sticks around, that’s mando right

Suckers die, we double back, shoot up the candlelight

First class and Goyard bags, I like to travel right