Lyrics:
kill all them big pricks
Ah don't buy your silence
Am a fucking tyrant
Bad bitch by my side
Never fucking tiring
Ah don't buy your silence
Am a fucking
the projects, bang, bang, pow, pow
Is how it sounds
[Chorus]
Life in the projects
Where it's hard to get by
But you got it 'cause your spot's gettin'
days, do you remember that
the good times that we had in big digem lac
Do you remember debra proch when it was hot and steaming
Do you remember when we
money, big guns
And i got bitches on bitches, and then some
Stunt on them bitches, Mike Jackson remember
Stunt on them bitches remember
Drip on them
the race, uh
This the Porsche, never late, uh
Headin' North to the Ace, uh
Saw my house by the waves, uh
More lead for the bang, uh
My God, need a raise,
(I got Hitman on the beat)
(Havokondabeat, bitch)
Big steppin'
I ain't worried
Yeah, man, they dyin' on the curb
Yeah, they die, but I ain't
Soldier of fortune
He's a man of war
Just can't remember
What he's fighting for
Start a revolution
Right before your eyes
When you hear the big
You can set me free or bang me up
Just stop torturin' me tell me what you're gonna do, what you gonna do
You can set me free or bang me up
Just stop
memories all the good times stay in the past
Small kids with a big laugh
Never thought that yours wouldnt last
On the freeway going like ninety
We was just
unless you plan to bang
Bombs over Baghdad (yeah, yeah)
Don't even bang unless you plan to hit something
Bombs over Baghdad (yeah, uh)
Don't pull
prosper, no, no, no, no
Cause I got a big, big God
A big, big God
He's always by my side
Always by my side
Cause I got a big, big God
A big, big God
He's
the city white lows, blue flags
Know I keep two flags on bang
I just dropped a Urus for the gang
Catch me in the city, young nigga, four chains
Signed
She got everything cus she bang wit us
Rollin' wit the team
Bangin'
Type to keep it kosha know she dangerous
We got everything that you need
Need
of my niggas are rich
When I pull up it's
Bang
Bang
Bang
Bang
I put my opps on a leash
Put 'em in the gutter
Niggas judge a book by its cover
If I need
Aye yeah It's TILLO
QPM in this mothafucka
We got them we got them we got them
Big (Big) thangs (Thangs) full drum boom let it bang
At the strip we
worship a dream
The triple the beam, the trinity, and eyein the fiend
The theory of rocks, you know what I mean? (The Big Bang)
You know what I mean?
Big hitter bitch, I'm a big hitter, bitch
A big hitter, uh
I'm a big hitter bitch, big hitter bitch, ay
I'm a big hitter, big hitter, Big Papi
I'm
win any challenge
I'm superfly
Got it from my mummy and my daddy
Bye bye
I'm a big boss, little baddie!
Don't be fooled by this cute face
I'm a lil
That's the just the way we do it
Pop those collars
We changed the game
[Snoop]
Slid up in the door, get up in ya ho
Sippin' on some Mo with Big D
veins like I’m Bane
Best believe I’m goin out with a bang (big bang)
Best believe I’m goin out with a bang (big bang)
Best believe I’m goin out with
It's another beautiful Monday
Brought to you by the Schemers Circle
Let's get it
Big Bang
Switching subjects is just something that I'm good
the kid
Every day I do it big
Designer on me in the crib
Money in the fridge
We be eaten by sreak and ribs
OG gas nothing mid
Get it how you live
It's live and die in this damn town
I can't stop from wanderin'
I remember sleeping in a cradle
I remember crawling under the table
Did we get big
like Cam'ron
Huh' but you can't run
Creme de la creme what dis taste like
Big bite, Dessy bang my line I need that hurricane
Swim good, swear I feel
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