Lyrics:
dos, tres, it's on
Did you ever think a pimp rock a microphone?
Like that there Boi and will still stay street
Big things happen every time we meet
killer
I will kill you
Bang, bang, bang, bang
You know what people say about mafia?
And if you want to be a rock’ n roll star
You got to play with fire
windshield)
Whipping 'round the city, no security, I live here
Not really into jewelry, but I gotta do it big here
Rock a lot of diamonds to let Mazi know I
strap (bang)
Me vs you just know theres a big gap (stupid)
Smokin on this pack got yo bitch suckin dick (ight)
cll my niggas know she aint worth shit
from Far Rock hoppin'
Over the turnstile
To set up shop up top by the Jamaican spot
My joints have been a
Bop, from vinyl, cassettes, cDs and streams
(313 Mafia) alright
Alright, alright
(Stupid Dog, I ain't gon' lie
This bitch hard) yeah
Another body drop, it's fentanyl
You niggas iced up
you a little story about the Sugarhill gang
With the pow pow boogie and a big bang bang
And if you want to rap to the Sugarhill to the beat
Gotta
you a little story about the Sugarhill gang
With the pow pow boogie and a big bang bang
And if you want to rap to the Sugarhill to the beat
Gotta
I’m from where the hammers go bang
Where the thugs slang
Where the bad guys walk the good guys get slain
It’s a shame it’s just a part of the game
Uh, uh, check it out (yeah)
Junior M.A.F.I.A. (hehe, mm)
Uh (I like this) Yeah, yeah. Nine-fo' (keep bangin)
To all the ladies in the place with
nut on her face (Chasethemoney, Chasethemoney)
Ooh-wee, girl, smile for the face cam (ew)
Big truck, four by four
Might be a Ram, change the color
Super Bowl champs celebrate like me
With Escobar cigars, let me say my piece
Money attract money, statewide hustlers
Jewelry sellers exposed by these
Got on my Ski with four deep in the V
So don't fuck with FG boy you know we gon' throw (bang bang bang)
Don't fuck with DG he gon' let it go
Don't fuck
Can you hear me now?
All of a sudden, everybody wan' bang with us
Don't they know them Gotti kids are dangerous?
Come come now, y'all need
!
Yeah, The Rock knows, that might sound crass
Oh, and by the way
All you jabronis in the locker room
You can all come kiss The Rock's ass!
'Cause you
than cinnabon, you don't want me to bang your block
Big ditch lit, [?]
Run a team of bad boys like I'm [?]
Got classical cost on, Cartier
Watching
like the mafia
Think about whoopin' some ass, well what the fuck stoppin' ya?
Ain't nathin' but a busta
I'm stranded on Death Row for pumpin' slugs in
like the mafia
Think about whoopin' some ass, well what the fuck stoppin' ya?
Ain't nathin' but a busta
I'm stranded on Death Row for pumpin' slugs in
to me when we fuckin' (talk back)
Big rocks on my wrist, I bust it (bling)
Big Glock on my hip, I'm clutchin' (let's go)
Get lost on a bitch, ain't
policing the streets with gang bang bang
boogie
Gangster cops versus homeboy martyr
suicide-athon
The big drive-by South Central
South/ Central America
of all kind.
Russian Fendi sables
with matchin pool tables
Read the Label - MAFIA
Admirin my shoes by Gucci
I be eatin sushi, playin with my coochi
Countin
40K, now she act different (let's go)
And her ass different, look, my cash different
I'm gettin' money on purpose, you got it by accident (that's
the Rover and come over
Tell your friends jump in the GS-3, I got the *** by the tree
I love it when you call me big poppa
Throw your hands in the air, if
amazin'
Bitch, I've been blazin', I'm talkin' grass, I ain't talkin' grazing
They just hit the tape while I sip scotch let the haters kick rocks
My shit
_Cover_Art.png/220px-Jessie_J_-_Bang_Bang_(featuring_Ariana_Grande_&_Nicki_Minaj)_Cover_Art.png "Suga Bang Bang")
Discuss these the big bang by rock mafia Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In