Lyrics Gang Thing - Fluxx
It′s
a
gang
thing
you
ain't
about
this
Let
my
chain
hang
matching
the
outfit
In
my
own
lane
with
those
that
I′m
down
with
And
we
ride
out
making
our
rounds
quick
Slang
slang
make
it
rain
downtown
at
the
strip
Big
bank
cold
drinks
we
always
get
lit
Play
the
game
don't
slip
my
life
is
a
trip
On
a
mission
in
the
kitchen
I'm
slick
with
the
wrist
I′m
sick
as
it
gets
Take
your
time
Take
your
time
little
cub
Working
on
your
hustle
You
could
never
give
it
up
Lot
of
people
looking
Lot
of
people
showing
love
Even
haters
back
then
all
fucking
now
with
FLUXX
That′s
facts
Put
us
on
the
map
SOULRICH
in
the
building
And
we
ain't
leaving
without
the
cash
Riding
with
no
ceilings
Put
my
feelings
in
the
track
All
this
gas
in
my
lungs
Do
my
dance
then
I
dash
It′s
a
gang
thing
you
ain't
about
this
Let
my
chain
hang
matching
the
outfit
In
my
own
lane
with
those
that
I′m
down
with
And
we
ride
out
making
our
rounds
quick
Slang
slang
make
it
rain
downtown
at
the
strip
Big
bank
cold
drinks
we
always
get
lit
Play
the
game
don't
slip
my
life
is
a
trip
On
a
mission
in
the
kitchen
I′m
slick
with
the
wrist
I'm
sick
as
it
gets
Listen
Don't
mind
if
I
mix
some
Do
it
till
I
get
numb
Ya
boy
killing
it
on
this
run
Hits
blunt
All
in
my
zone
I′m
so
gone
Not
answering
the
phone
I′m
home
alone
Setting
my
traps
I
came
packed
with
a
whole
lot
of
fire
I'm
wired
to
aim
fast
In
FLUXX
we
trust
the
choir
be
singing
that
I
don′t
do
clubs
unless
they
pay
me
a
flat
Past
mid-twenties
I
feel
like
the
OG
Night
shifts
I'm
working
till
morning
with
no
sleep
Seen
things
to
know
it′s
some
cold
streets
Cut
corners
done
drove
from
the
police
Big
vibes
ain't
nothing
to
hold
me
Getting
high
up
in
OB
Mami
riding
me
slowly
It′s
a
gang
thing
you
ain't
about
this
Let
my
chain
hang
matching
the
outfit
In
my
own
lane
with
those
that
I'm
down
with
And
we
ride
out
making
our
rounds
quick
Slang
slang
make
it
rain
downtown
at
the
strip
Big
bank
cold
drinks
we
always
get
lit
Play
the
game
don′t
slip
my
life
is
a
trip
On
a
mission
in
the
kitchen
I′m
slick
with
the
wrist
I'm
sick
as
it
gets
It′s
a
gang
thing
you
ain't
about
this
Let
my
chain
hang
matching
the
outfit
In
my
own
lane
with
those
that
I′m
down
with
And
we
ride
out
making
our
rounds
quick
Slang
slang
make
it
rain
downtown
at
the
strip
Big
bank
cold
drinks
we
always
get
lit
Play
the
game
don't
slip
my
life
is
a
trip
On
a
mission
in
the
kitchen
I′m
slick
with
the
wrist
I'm
sick
as
it
gets
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