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Yeah YSC man, we got me you know I stay, I go by Aim
We got Lil KK, we got Bigskini in this bitch man, we gon' run it up
Youngins Stay Connected we

That's why (Why)
He has a name above every other name (Skrr)
Yeah, and that's the mysterious thing (Thing, thing)
He's the big bang (Bang, bang)
Hey, from

on sight(Uh)
Up the switch and hit 'em with the jab make him wish I came in here to fight
Hitta Hitta I'm a drop a bag guarantee he dead by tonight
Gorilla shit

Bang loud
Head into the crowd
Better get ready when you hear the sound
Talk weak
Settle in the street
No amount of pain's gonna stop this streak
Deep

big endorsements
Lights, camera, actions
Got my face on posters
Lost all my friends
I'm surrounded by posers
It's a cold world
So I gotta bundle up
They

(Yeah) Ima show you how a real nigga move bitch
Hit the strip and let the system bang rolling that dope while im switching lanes big body wet like

at
Click, too the click, clock, bang to the bang, that
That's what you hear in my city Nah, I am not gang gang, but my friends bang
Got clicks on my phone

lane
I represent Texas, so you know I maintain
Creep down Cullen-next day do the same thang
Crawl up Scott-next day do the same thang
Swang and bang by

sure that she's taught
That if another look the same i'm trying ta bang off top
That's just what it is it's how i'm livin
Smokin big drankin big chillin

the big bang (boom)
I got meteors upon me, diamonds do dance
Yeah the clan's behind me, coulda been on Wu-Tang
Yeah I'm Timbo Finna and I'm on a do thang

dumb-asses! (Get fucked!)

Okokok yea
Yea, you big tech dumbasses! (Bang!)
That's what your asses get (No way!)

We can all pretend that your pen
Went eleven

Brown Liquor
Red cups
Double cups
Po' it up
Brown Liquor
Red cups
Double cups
Po' it up
Brown Liquor
Red cups
Big blunts
Doubles cups of lean nigga

off the range
just by the chain u can tell the big kid do his thang
u know the name, 

is that the chain
bout 24 inches is how low i let it hang
hop out

Big bag on me now I'm feelin' like santa
Bitch on my dick cause I'm pitchin' that grammar
She suckin' dick while I'm whippin' the phantom
She called

the word
My gang let it bang we don't think we just burn
And she say I'm to young but she not tryna curve
She like how you 14 but you making me hurt
By

Like a bullet proof vest
Bang
But she left me heartbroken
I got chest pains
Big walk
Big talk
Big love
And I can’t bring myself
To pull the plug
Look

Spirit knocks your soul probably run (Probably runn!)
If you read the first verse, there is Proof in 1:1(Facts!)
We ain't start by big bang, that's theory

with a big crib in the 'burbs
Bang, bang-bang

(come here)
He bang 23K so if we spot 'em, he get dropped
Causin' hell like fuck 12, they want me rottin' in a box
If the police pick me up, I cut my

rich by the summer
All these blues in my pocket like I robbed the bank
We the big three, me, Glock, and Paper Route Frank (yeah)
All these pussy-ass

be a dancer
So you wanna be a

You're running it like a supernova
With a big big bang
You're running it like a supernova
With a big big bang

this (huh)
Got a big AR, this'll turn you to piss, ha (bet, bang)
Up all night 'cause I'm up off X
Still eyes, ah, 'cause I'm still on X
Up all night

Chain Swang

Goodie Mob

World Party

1999

kitchen, switchin up on my shoe wear
 How we get down, we blew down, nigga big bank style
 Sit and chill a while, wait a minute yo we blows big nigga
 Sip

blue Rolls-Royce done made lil' shawty drop her jaw
A nigga gettin' so big, I gotta get drove 'round by the law
Got tattoos up her sleeve, we