Doin′ something right, you ain't doing nothing right
Whip the rice, end your life
Slaughter Gang came with a knife
Snatch your chain and your wife
Damn, I hop this bitch don′t jam
Put that forty on his nose
Look how that motherfucker blow
I'm whipping OGs on the stove
I just whipped a nine out the bowl
Who ya gang, who ya gang?
Who ya gang, who ya gang?
Same nigga, nothing changed
Who ya gang, who ya gang?
Who ya gang, who ya gang?
Who ya gang, who ya gang?
You know what I claim bitch
Who ya gang, who ya gang?
Who ya gang, who ya gang?
Getting money with the set
Counting hundreds on the steps
Got your bitch inside the Lex
All these diamonds, got her pressed
Got your ho playing in snow
Who ya gang, who ya gang?
Who ya gang, who ya gang?
Same nigga, nothing changed
Who ya gang, who ya gang?
Who ya gang, who ya gang?
Who ya gang, who ya gang?
Now I just spent some bands on that chopper thing
Call up through the grass, think I′m John Wayne
Money lame, we finessed him out his Johnny Dang
Snatched his man, juuged the nigga out his pinky ring
And bitch you know ooh Wopo bought a hoop
Alley-oop, my young niggas out the roof
Who ya crew? who ya gang? who is you?
Skip to my lou, you can't hang if you won′t shoot
What happen in the booth stays in the booth
Who ya gang, who ya gang?
Who ya gang, who ya gang?
Same nigga, nothing changed
Who ya gang, who ya gang?
Who ya gang, who ya gang?
Who ya gang, who ya gang?
You know what I claim bitch
Who ya gang, who ya gang?
Who ya gang, who ya gang?