Polo G – “Gang Gang” [Audio, Lyrics, Video]

Date 2021-05-21

Category Foreign Music, Lyrics, Music Video, New Music

American rapper, singer, Polo G premieres the visual for Lil Wayne-featured “Gang Gang” track produced by Angelo Ferraro. Watch the video, listen, stream, buy, read the lyrics, mp3 download the song.

Polo G Gang Gang

Polo G Gang Gang

Old school meets new school on the new collaboration from Polo G and Lil Wayne. Weezy pops up more than once today (May 21) as he’s also made an appearance on Birdman’s “Stunnaman” with Roddy Ricch, and now on Polo G’s “Gang Gang.” Last month, Polo G celebrated his “RAPSTAR” single topping the charts, and while there was some confusion regarding Murda Beatz’s involvement on the track, they seemed to have straightened away their differences.

Later, Polo G announced that his next album, Hall of Fame, was already complete, and if this is what we can expect from his forthcoming project, fans will certainly be pleased. Wayne, of course, lights things up with his additional bars, and we’re excited to hear what he has in store for us next, as well. Stream “Gang Gang” and let us know your thoughts about this united front.

Polo G – Gang Gang (ft. Lil Wayne) (prod. Angelo Ferraro)

Lyrics

[Intro: Polo G]
Uh

[Chorus: Polo G]
So used to them gray clouds, I might fuck around, drop the top in the rain
For the squad, we don’t play around, we’ll lay him down, hit his top close range
He just pretend, he not with the gang
‘Member back then, ask an opp what he bang
Runnin’ from the jakes, block hot like I’m Wayne
Spend a quarter mil’ on the watch and the chain
I’m just tryna put a lock on the game
Hot shit from this Glock when it flame

[Verse 1: Polo G]
Young nigga up now, ‘member back then niggas clowned on me
Now from the Heaven gates only way a nigga lookin’ down on me
Keep at least two hundred thou’ on me, keep at least like thirty rounds on me
With my niggas ’til the wheels fall off, don’t care if my ride on E
Gucci slides, Versace robes, palm trees, exotic hoes
Snitchin’, he can’t right his wrongs once he play that writin’ role
Slime shit, we wipe his nose, feds watchin’, might strike a pose
Do a hit, take flight, we gone, we just take the dice and roll

[Chorus: Polo G]
So used to them gray clouds, I might fuck around, drop the top in the rain
For the squad, we don’t play around, we’ll lay him down, hit his top close range
He just pretend, he not with the gang
‘Member back then, ask an opp what he bang
Runnin’ from the jakes, block hot like I’m Wayne
Spend a quarter mil’ on the watch and the chain
I’m just tryna put a lock on the game
Hot shit from this Glock when it flame

[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]
Soon as I touch down, them pussy feds be hot on me (Woo)
Heard niggas got money all on my head, tell ’em come crown the king (Huh)
Let the work thaw out for fourteen days, that’s quarantine (Yeah)
I’ll pour my heart out before my lean, baby, no R&B (Yeah)
Six-six-deuce, MOB Piru, big SooWoo, slime my group
Slatt, slatt, slatt, a-achoo, wipe his nose, God bless you
Blatt-blatt-blatt, I’m not through
Bratt-tat-tat, duck, duck, goose
Two big guns on me for the smoke
That’s Uncle Snoop and Martha Stew’
Call me Capalotty (Woo), Big Slimalini (Yeah), Lil’ Slime Gotti (Uh)
That ain’t the ‘Ghini, lil’ bitch that’s the ‘Gatti (Skrrt)
Promethazine, need a P, I’m the wild me
I hide fettuccine from the federales
I’m like Rick Pitino or John Calipari
I’m leadin’ my team, yeah, right to the finals
That money talking and we talkin’ private
I’m not correspondin’, hold on
Gucci slides and Versace robes (Ooh)
I’ll slide a nigga, I’ll slide a ho (Ooh)
I banged on anybody gang
And I ball with all my slime-inos
On gang gang, on Hollygrove
No plain jane, I smoke Zario
And when the rain came I put the top down
Under the dark clouds, I’m shining gold

[Chorus: Lil Wayne]
Used to the gray clouds, I might fuck around and drop the top in the rain (Yeah, yeah)
For the squad, we don’t play around, we’ll lay him down, hit his top close range (Top close range)
He just pretend, he not with the gang
‘Member back then, ask an opp what he bang
Runnin’ from the jakes, block hot like I’m Wayne
Spend a whole mil’ on the watch and the chain
I’m just tryna put a lock on the game
Hot shit from this Glock when it flame, yeah

[Outro: Lil Wayne]
Polo G, Tunechi Lee, yeah, yeah
Call me Capalotty

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