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yeah, bang time
45'll hit 'em and leave 'em with hang time
Razor on his ass like the glass of a {?} line
Raw like cocaine line, nigga I ain't lyin
(Remember when we used to play bang-bang
I shot you down, bang-bang
You hit the ground, bang-bang
That awful sound, bang-bang
I used to shoot you
up feet
If you got high off what I sold
How his teeth platinum when he on shit row
Big belly bottle, I could still get throwed
Leave a nigga flat
the power and the money
I went from the bando to the island with the money
In the room, bag it up, for four hours with the money
I go bang, bang, bang
fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving blow jobs
Like no
I never thought that it would be
She'd get tired of me
And leave me all alone
But she did

Looking back on the argument
All of it seems to turn
want Big Mikey back
Saw my mandem blow and run the game
I thank God that I was alive for that, like

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on

Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop

[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
sounds and The Lord comes back
I promise you one thing, I'll be a human bottle rocket
And I'll go out with a bang

I'll leave this, Holy Ghost, Big Bang
Wait, hold up, chill, what's that son?
Damn... nigga got fucked, shit, huh?!
By his back, watch nigga run
Seven the center of your eight point sun
talking bank roll my money my money my money

[Ace Hood]
And where my money young niggas gotta have that
Rubber bands by the grands in a big bag
make that booty fat
Little cutie rat, walking by with the doobie wrap
Tight blue jeans, air max
Small gucci bag
No loot and no job
Stay home giving
talking bank roll my money my money my money

[Ace Hood]
And where my money young niggas gotta have that
Rubber bands by the grands in a big bag
I'm a nut punch wizard
Speed bag ya' ball bag leave none in it
We, we got one ambition
Re-up and puff til the month go missing

Big, big, big black
if you can handle this
Shit, I can handle whatever
I need you to just bang out!
816 Boyz!

Here I come baby, the aureola mayne!
And the Hennessy
Legendary here, custom made it, shit bladed, word up
Design your alphabet, reps get graded
We in get-high saloons, big bag of shrooms, arm's length
Home
A great big bang and dinosaurs
Fiery raining meteors
It all ends unfortunately

But you're gonna live forever in me
I'll guarantee, just wait
and packed 

And my bags is at the door 

[LJ] Well don't forget your leather bomber 

Where we're goin it's kinda cold 

I'ma go and kiss my momma
talking bank roll my money my money my money

[Ace Hood]
And where my money young niggas gotta have that
Rubber bands by the grands in a big bag
talking bank roll my money my money my money

[Ace Hood]
And where my money young niggas gotta have that
Rubber bands by the grands in a big bag
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on

Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop

[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
bang bang
And I'll be everywhere on the map but

I rep that west
I rep that west
I rep that west
I rep that west
I rep that west
I rep that west
I rep
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on

Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop

[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
level
I shut it down, sho' nuff, pack ya bags
Let me work, make it hurt, cause I'm next wreck
Lay flat nigga hit the deck, or face big disrespect
In
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on

Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop

[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang