King Chai - Christ Gang Lyrics

We got gang in this thing
Everybody repping Yahweh when we bang
We don't let our pants hang, we sang praise in thing
Real men stand up, Holy Spirit in the place
Christ Gang in this thing
Everybody repping Yahweh He don't change
We don't stay the same way, we gone change all our way
All glory to the most high, Yah in this thing
Bend around the block I spread that message through the city
Devil steady try and get me, I ain't worried Jesus with me
I got blickies and a blade and a Bible so don't tempt me
If a demon want that smoke I keep the Holy Ghost with me
Ain't a fake bone in my body I been real since a young boul
I read scripture seen my God made a sin city crumble
He got power, I got power, He gone rumble, I'm gone rumble
He got bands, I'm a band, I don't think he'll ever fumble
If I get shot at by a man, I'mma pop him too
I know turn the other cheek don't apply to you
Misinterpretation of that text gone be the death of you
I'm a black man but this one ain't gone die for that red and blue
Big crip, big blood, big piru, only true gang Christ gang we the blood dudes
Covered in that blood like Carrie, slip and slide through
Only real freedom over here is where Yah rules
And We don't follow y'all rules
Rep the set hallelu, Christ gang, what it do?
Never say what imma do
Real quiet with moves, Jesus ain't gone ever lose
But you might, red dot in the CCO, it help me shoot right
I bang with them thangs might get blood on my shoes right
You playing call of duty, I'm out here this is true life
We got gang in this thing
Everybody repping Yahweh when we bang
We don't let our pants hang, we sang praise in thing
Real men stand up, Holy Spirit in the place
Christ Gang in this thing
Everybody repping Yahweh He don't change
We don't stay the same way, we gone change all our way
All glory to the most high, Yah in this thing

We got gang in this thing
Everybody repping Yahweh when we bang
We don't let our pants hang, we sang praise in thing
Real men stand up, Holy Spirit in the place
Christ Gang in this thing
Everybody repping Yahweh He don't change
We don't stay the same way, we gone change all our way
All glory to the most high, Yah in this thing
Bend around the block I spread that message through the city
Devil steady try and get me, I ain't worried Jesus with me
I got blickies and a blade and a Bible so don't tempt me
If a demon want that smoke I keep the Holy Ghost with me
Ain't a fake bone in my body I been real since a young boul
I read scripture seen my God made a sin city crumble
He got power, I got power, He gone rumble, I'm gone rumble
He got bands, I'm a band, I don't think he'll ever fumble
If I get shot at by a man, I'mma pop him too
I know turn the other cheek don't apply to you
Misinterpretation of that text gone be the death of you
I'm a black man but this one ain't gone die for that red and blue
Big crip, big blood, big piru, only true gang Christ gang we the blood dudes
Covered in that blood like Carrie, slip and slide through
Only real freedom over here is where Yah rules
And We don't follow y'all rules
Rep the set hallelu, Christ gang, what it do?
Never say what imma do
Real quiet with moves, Jesus ain't gone ever lose
But you might, red dot in the CCO, it help me shoot right
I bang with them thangs might get blood on my shoes right
You playing call of duty, I'm out here this is true life
We got gang in this thing
Everybody repping Yahweh when we bang
We don't let our pants hang, we sang praise in thing
Real men stand up, Holy Spirit in the place
Christ Gang in this thing
Everybody repping Yahweh He don't change
We don't stay the same way, we gone change all our way
All glory to the most high, Yah in this thing