New Gang Lyrics - Luvaboy Tj

[Hook: Ray J & Chris Brown] 

Oh you see the new gang comin', new gang comin' 

Got that new gang comin' in 

You see the new gang comin' 

Bitch it's OHB, yeah we comin' 

Propane got us all blunted 

The cocaine got her nose runny 

The strap got 100 rounds in it 

If it ain't about money nigga, you ain't sayin' nothin' 

[Verse 1: Ray J] 

Pull up to the club 'bout 100 

It's a lotta Pirus and a couple bounty hunters 

I'm whippin' in that Wraith with my gunners 

105 west with some shooters right in front of us 

Got that meth lab up and runnin' 

Rest in peace to the big homie [?] 

Rest in peace to young [?] lil homie 

From Centerville to Fruit Town, we gettin' money 

[Verse 2: Luvaboy TJ] 

You don't bang bang, you ain't gang gang 

You ain't never slang, choppin' 'caine 

With a bad bitch from Spain 

Talkin' slang off the Promethazine 

OHB bitch, new whip 

Stashed with rubber grips 

Stackin' chips 

Some of my homies Bloods and some bangin' Srips 

22 rims with my brims and some lady friends 

Stackin' ends, niggas in my way, that's one to the chin 

Pockets on swole, I got a bunch of bands on me 

All these model bitches, they can't keep they hands off me 

[Hook: Ray J & Chris Brown] 

Oh you see the new gang comin', new gang comin' 

Got that new gang comin' in 

You see the new gang comin' 

Bitch it's OHB, yeah we comin' 

[Verse 3: Chris Brown] 

Pull up, pull up if you 'bout it nigga 

Where I'm from, we body niggas 

Kamakazis on Kawasakis 

On 12 o'clock, you ain't ridin' with us 

I got killers that do what I say when I need 

Bullets spray fire out that lever 

I got homies pullin' up in broad day 

And set this bitch off like Keef 

Smokin' Khalifa 

And you was the one sayin' you was ready for war 

Now you on the ship, you sound like a bitch 

Can't fuck with your boy 

This that new gang 

All my niggas wear new chains 

And I put my bitch in a Mulsanne 

OHB in a black Lamb' like Bruce Wayne 

[Hook: Ray J & Chris Brown] 

Oh you see the new gang comin', new gang comin' 

Got that new gang comin' in 

You see the new gang comin' 

Bitch it's OHB, yeah we comin' 

Propane got us all blunted 

The cocaine got her nose runny 

The strap got 100 rounds in it 

If it ain't about money nigga, you ain't sayin' nothin' 

[Verse 4: Ray J] 

Pardon me but I don't usually talk a lot 

If you ain't talkin' money, nigga what you talkin' 'bout? 

The drop head take up multiple parkin' spots 

Nowadays gotta keep most shooters in Harvey got 

All about my presidents, hustle, never hesitant 

Fuck who you invested in cause me, my niggas next to win 

Money be my closest kin, I consider it my fam 

Keep the drummer like a bam and bein' broke, I never can 

Money's all I understand, I speak that shit fluently 

Every way, you never there, we call that shit truancy 

You speakin' that foolery, this money's nothin' new to me 

Ain't worried 'bout who's hot, I was cool before it was cool to be 

Fucking with a triant god, welcome to the tribe mob 

Plus we out here ballin', bang it down like a LeBron lob 

Championship rings for me and my fellow squad 

Truth 100 like the numbers never lie, yeah 

[Hook: Ray J & Chris Brown] 

Oh you see the new gang comin', new gang comin' 

Got that new gang comin' in 

You see the new gang comin' 

Bitch it's OHB, yeah we comin' 

Propane got us all blunted 

The cocaine got her nose runny 

The strap got 100 rounds in it 

If it ain't about money nigga, you ain't sayin' nothin'