Lyrics:
the truth like I'm Lloyd
Everyday wake up give thanks to the Lord
You live and you die by the sword
Hollow deliver him straight to the Lord
I hope you been
write, trendsetter, you clone-like
Pay homage or K's vomit
Ungrateful niggas I don't like rrrah!
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like
(Bang bang
I said a hip hop, the hippie, the hippie
To the hip hip hop-a, you don't stop
Rock it out, baby bubba to the boogie, the bang-bang
The boogie,
I said a hip hop, the hippie, the hippie
To the hip hip hop-a, you don't stop
Rock it out, baby bubba to the boogie, the bang-bang
The boogie,
and the Pacs
Next thing you know they bangin' Blu on the block
My nigga, bang!
When the times get hard in the streets, niggas bang
When them right bars sit
an Kuhdamm um drei es macht bäng bäng drive by shooting
Oh nein
Schicke deine Kumpels vorbei ich schick die Kugel aus Blei
Du blutest am Bein
Glaubst du
skelm kom en klim dalk deur jou ruit
Ek is nie bang nie ek is nie bang nie
Want Jesus is by my
Ek is nie bang nie ek is nie bang nie
Hy sal altyd by my
Yeah, this somethin' special why'know, somethin' epic
Lloyd Banks, you know
'Cause a nigga thuggin' don't mean he don't
Don't wanna see you smile
jou kom haal
Is jy bang vir hom hy's ysterlong
As jy by die studiesaal se trappies afkom
Is jy bang vir hom hy's ysterlong
Hy dwaal heel nag in die
This song is a derivative of Child Ballad 44, with a tune by
A. L. Lloyd. It was recorded by John Roberts & Tony Barrand on
Dark Ships in the Forest,
[Lloyd Banks]
I need the cake nigga
G-Unit dont play
we rap but we strapped
Buck got the shotgun
50 got the mack
Spida got the streeper
and u bound
on something
Bitch big 4L hotside
Deep in the cut peroxide
We spinning that shit clockwise
All that woof on the net better not die
Lloyd throwin up v's
and don't leave names
They don't wanna bang with us (they don't wanna bang with us)
Armed, and we dangerous (yeah)
I say I can make a rapper go to sleep by
Money get dirty Bang
Money get crazy bang
You cannot fuck with me bang
Life of criminal gang
Money get dirty Bang
Money get crazy bang
You cannot
oo-chie bang bang (Bravehearts)
oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
oo-chie wally wally
[2nd Chorus]
He really
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang
Ga-ga-gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang, gang, gang
Gang, gang
Grab your notes when William teaches
Gang, bang
With my gang you can't hang, you a lame yeah
And these niggas they be actin', they the same yeah
We gon' bang, we gon' bang, we gon' bang it up
Yeah
the yard
Where they'd drink a toast to Seagram's
Seagram's never went down hard
Won't you wake up, Uncle Lloyd
Got a lot of work today
We'll get Don to make
Bang Bang Bang Bang
Start' den Benz und lad' die Desert Eagle
Bitch, jetzt gibt's ein Drive By Shooting
Hinterlasse den Asphalt unter Bikini Bottoms
bang
Big bang, bi-big bang
It's gettin' bigger by the second
Check it
OK, I'm here to rock the tugboat and bare the others farewell
I shook
the yard
Where they’d drink a toast to Seagram’s
Seagram’s never went down hard
Won’t you wake up, Uncle Lloyd
Got a lot of work today
We’ll get Don to make
Real niggas do real things
(Produced by yours truly)
We all could let it bang
(Turn it up come on, turn it up
Come on, turn it up come on
Turn it up come
This song is a derivative of Child Ballad 44, with a tune by
A. L. Lloyd. It was recorded by John Roberts & Tony Barrand on
Dark Ships in the Forest,
Yeah, yeah
Bang, bang
Let it bang, let it bang
Let it bang, let it bang
The way I throw it up, throw it up
You like the way I throw it up
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