Lyrics:
Ay man, It's your big bruh
Killer Kill from the Ville man
Grind Time Rap Game bang, bang, bang
You know the mantra, you know what we about
I just
enough
Lil' nigga tough, tryin to stick bigger stuff
(Bo! Bo! Bo!)
(...bang-bang
I shot you down, bang-bang
You hit the ground, bang-bang
That
[Mystikal]
I'm quick to bang bang bang, pop pop pop
I'll kick in the fuckin door before I knock knock knock
You gon' duck duck duck when I buck
Lil' bro gon' let it bang, fuck a witness
Cold killer raised from the trenches
For my dawgs, I'd give up all the fame and the riches
Just remember my
to the boogie than we boogie to the bang).
I bring you the motherfucking .38,
(just get the MC and the homie Nate).
So we can slide, slide, slipperdy
Yo! We 'bout to set it! (L-Boogie, yes yo, what?!)
We 'bout to set it! (We 'bout to set it!)
Yes! We 'bout to set it! (We 'bout to set it!)
Strapped like the Navy Seals
Promise you don't want it
This for them bitch ass niggas that be speaking on me
Rob who? You got me fucked up
You ain't
(Y'all knew I was gonna make a dance track! I love dancing. I got a lil' dance for y'all)
It's called the "bang bang" put your hands out, do the left
understand what it means to be black?
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
But check this shit out
Four, five
you're buyin' is a fifth wheel
They gotcha by the ying yang
More dollar for the big bang
And when you have to have it
Somehow you always find away,
[Chorus]
I can't lose bitch, I'm so used to winnin' (Bang , Bang)
Fuck with my family and you are finished (Bang , Bang)
And bitch we at the top,
he came here to come out the barrel
Rob
I heard some shouts like, "Down on the floor" (baow)
Then even louder we got, "Shooters, shooter" (yeah,
to the big bang-bang
Lil' mama want to swang with the 213 gang (Number one boss playa)
Hefner like Hugh, now she's evidence
Splash the heffer with goo; got
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
matching chains, if I get wild, reach for that thang
I bang bang bang, my friends wore red, no claim claim claim, but you my thang
Lil man don't get outta
Aye lil bitch I'm off the addy
I wanna talk to ya left me in the backseat
Now I walk to you hoodie in the backstreets
With my head down
Boogie in my
crew
Split wigs for a living everydays thanksgiving
Motherfucker fuck y'all rides, we slides we dipping
Nigga the tanks, driven by the colonel Mr.
It's a party, demons in my army
It's a party, yeah I keep it on me
Yeah lil' mami wanna play
Yeah I play her like Atari
Said I'll meet her by the Bay
What you bang
Im the leader of the pack
Better call me Kurt Cobain
Put my dick up in her spleen
I make that Lil bitch sang
Shordy wanna come and fuck
bang, boogie with the music
Took the old funk track, and relooped it
Dropped "Payin Dues" for a small amount of cheddar
The name of the LP was "We In
creep no more
Baby I don't wanna steal no more
Baby I don't needa rob no more
Baby I just wanna cop some gold
Same thang,gang bang
Swang thru in supreme
And he might be the man where you from, but in lil' foenem eyes, he a stain
No, I can't socialize with a lame
You will get posterized when I bang
You claim if you get knocked by the cops
You'll give 'em not even a statement
Walk in the arraignment
Shoot the bailiff, karate kick the plaintiff
Still let it bang at your kufi
Though, you a lil' goofy, though
(Ayy) you ain't gotta beef with me
You ain't competin' with me
You ain't my cup of tea,
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