G Pack, Vol. 1

by The Doppelgangaz

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01:21
2.
03:10
Milligrams of Temazepam in Old Tappan where he sold sedans Give the lay of land, but won’t hold your hand Understand whether you smart kid or Push cart it or push start it, we impart it Whether Sephardic or Gentile, check your mental For this bloody rap, slang menstrual Splurging, need a surgeon for the Hapsburg chin Hop on a Schwinn, lets begin with the sermon In money earning, hit the turn and then he’s crashing Rovers Told the chick in Fashion Nova get to acting sober Fiending for soba so forget the car At the bar bumping Escobar, chirashi with escolar Inshallah, you heard the scream cause it hurt Team’s on alert, they put a lien on the yurt You little squirt, until we croak or ’til we off the rails suppress the urges with the coffin nails Take a Look inside a Ganga’s fortress Some Empty bags of corn chips, used Biore strips and foregrips Canal street Christian Dior, slips ons, niggas on some hoard shit Windows boarded, conditions sordid A Ganga’s views? beyond distorted He’s non equipped, socially, standing close to him kehd You might just lose your sponsorship Keyboard gut, Monster sips, mean PMO death grip GMO foods, hormones injected Paranoid when he exits, push a Lenco Bearcat OG JNCOs from twenty years back Fake adhere tats, Slava Medvedenko-esque career stats Y’all niggas hear Matt? Now ask yourself, what would Matt do? Then do the polar opposite kehd, avoid the snafu Burying Matthew, you’ll see a statue with the bludgeoned plinth Solar powered speakers forever playing dungeon synth
3.
Never trust a cloak as far as you can throw a cloak Swindling townsfolk from New York to Roanoke He’s in for it for his damn self, he’s tryna sow his oats Pulling fast ones, switcheroos, okey dokes And as a younger bloke they said we glad to have ya Left a trail of smiling teachers and some happy paras Friends with everybody kid like a Capybara Unbeknownst to all he looting snacks from Sarah Now he out in Vegas shooting craps at Harrah’s With some past posting and some controlled rolling Glass toasting, waving at the patrol trolling and he’s slow strolling Feeling bold emboldened G pack, friendly like that street that Grover’s on One safe enough to park your Rovers on Shelby Cobras on, come out, your treasure trove is gone We gets it in at gettin over on Aight, bet Lest We forget Aight, bet Lest We forget We used to bump “Ooh nah nae, got to get the money ‘fore I play” Aye, light your ass up like flambé Creme anglaise, scheme in the 2018 Enclave Say, lest we forget, got pesky Tourettes Subtle flex, hefty baguettes Strictly froze, fake symptoms, Gypsy Rose No dystrophy shown, freely stand on his tippy toes Thats how we scam free Disney shows Resort stays for four days Reports say brain damage since the fourth grade Por que? Brandish a four Tre Then vanish before the court case Hey, living la vida bro On Alameda, We bump Janet, Damita Jo Flying some eaters back to Teterboro Watching repeats of Cheaters and the Cousin Skeeter Show, woah Aight, bet Lest We forget Aight, bet Lest We forget Aight, bet Aight Aight, bet Aight Aight, bet Lest We forget Aight, bet Lest We forget
4.
Breaker breaker, mom and pops landed in the BX from Jamaica The menace was birthed And he something like a black Dennis Reynolds but worse Fin to hit up every crack, every crevice on earth and spread the Doppel Gospel Pay me in Hennessy and shorties from your local brothel The world depend on me to catch a break from this sleazy hell Cause no matter where you’re from, we’re united through this BCL and well In places others never be at, you’re bound to see E, you’re bound to see Matt We’re sucker free That’s why them big mommas treat a nigga’s kneecap like Santa’s lap Ghostly white to vanta black That’s a fact (No cap) coach class bumping Charles Mingus I Met a Swiss miss face like Martina Hingis Joined the mile High club up on the Aer Lingus TSA handcuffed me I was bare dingus Yea, round the cattle Before we’re dead or the judge pounds the gavel Found a Business card in some gravel Nigga said Dopp Gang, have cloak down to travel Found a Business card in some gravel Nigga said Dopp Gang, have cloak down to travel Found a Business card in some gravel Nigga said Dopp Gang, have cloak down to travel Guten morgen, got the gluten polluting his organs Like a mother, TLC Tugger on the foreskin Unorthodox orphans In a butterscotch Smother Box often Of course when the crew rhyme she two time her husband Off the Gluhvein, for the supine adjustment Where you cucks been? Where they at though? Where the cat fat, lower back full of gateau Woah, For sure its sounds skeevy You’re bound to see Matt, you’re bound to see E, believe me Off GP, for GPE it’s fleeky Forgive a ganga if he’s too cheeky It’s too creeky to give to precarious gigs Whether you live vicarious through your kids It varies with digs, in areas on various grids Doing bids for nefarious biz in Madrid Yea, round the cattle Before we’re dead or the judge pounds the gavel Found a Business card in some gravel Nigga said Dopp Gang, have cloak down to travel Found a Business card in some gravel Nigga said Dopp Gang, have cloak down to travel Found a Business card in some gravel Nigga said Dopp Gang, have cloak down to travel Found a Business card
5.
03:00
Gangaz fuck around and got them Nick Offerman eyes But won’t deny the offering of the porcelain thighs My my my wish that I could hedge bets and money line Sip honey wine recline while they dox me Moving Supermans and oxys Too much moxie to stick with the epoxy Keep a knock kneed steed, she call me schatzi Godspeed to ya rolling threes in Yahtzee Ayo the whole room smelling like salmon hibachi Some botched D cups, Magic Wand Hitachi Dipping from razzis, Vespa scooting Acting hi-falutin, ordering pasta with extra gluten More executing with less commuting For losses suffered, some restitution, fresh pair Chilling poolside in slides, Gladys with the fattest butt lounging on a mesh chair Now her cheeks is lookin’ lattice cut, what It all happened rather quickly and so she learned From a mere blown kiss he reached the point of no return, he’s unconcerned There’s more brolic bass to pan sear Then trying last a year in it so get your ass in gear, clear? You got to learn to smash in fear Scared stiff up in Claire, Tiff The P is deadly like diabetes, type 2 Fuck a wifey, give me a waifu, true French Somali Sommeliers with Alsace wine Hints of pear bring a tear to a glass eye Her last guy found it rather disconcerting To slap her ’til she cry and fist her ’til she’s squirting Long as there’s no risk of it hurting Or chance of getting frisked, whisked away to serving Though it might be brisk once they’re done adjourning A tisk tisk, slap on the wrists is unnerving Aye it’s rather odd swear to God it’s getting hard to be a Vegas perve The shit be fucking with my vagus nerve Too much drama involved with shooting spunk loads So now a Ganga going monk mode Used to bless them with shrunk chodes but now we tell em hit the trunk road Real Gs turn down P Ayo it’s way too much drama involved with shooting spunk loads So now a Ganga going monk mode
6.
03:18
Yo Tropicana josh drop the razor, before you pull the trigger slime No digital shape up, just tap nigga line Swig of fine wine then he flew to Chi Town He said if you’re going to pick it out, make sure you pat them sides down Listen, niggas say they’re sickos, we’re nastier, real Gs hang low like macromastia Doppel Gang ghastlier than your average, wreaking havoc Since the cloak was just a sheet of fabric Reeked of haddock from all the floozies Dancing erratically, sweating profusely Loosey goosey, probably burn you like a Juicy Lucy Getting in touch with inner hoochie Beneath the table, flashing her coochi at Bertuccis it’s all Gucci whether it’s MOF or cousin E Let your hair down, you know we’re judgement free Curmudgeons be like “nah, they can’t be trending” Now they’re plotting, searching for that antivennin, Tarantism Ayo who’s to say who produce the best Chartreuse or Cru Beaujolais Yous in the loose zoot suits what can ya do for me? Chicken out the packet little salt then call it a day Hey, did a show at CMJ with TMJ Rap lords, when you see them pray Use per diem on the E and J DNA, not of the gang to sell you the same Rather, piss on your leg and tell you it’s rain Shame, Shame, Shame, Shame On the block where they Buda slang, Oi Tudo Bem! No parents to implant the wisdom or vision Transparent with the tarantism, listen He’s jealous even if you just bit on a Pringle For years in cellars eating some shit on a shingle Now he’s got the bank tellers admitting their single Overzealous off a jingle Straight deaded by the eight legged Venom spreaded by the dreaded Dance like chicken beheaded Once u get it don’t forget it Its Prophetic, Tarantism

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released April 19, 2019

Groggy Pack Entertainment LLC
All songs written & produced by The Doppelgangaz
(M. Bennett, E. Sakla) Groggy Pack Music (ASCAP)
Recorded by The Doppelgangaz @ The Brothel 845 NY
Mixed by The Doppelgangaz
Mastered by Ricardo Gutierrez for Westward Music Group Inc
Art direction & design by The Doppelgangaz
Executive Produced by Matter ov Fact & EP

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