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shit nigga
Bang
Bang
Gone throw that shit up
Reppin my shit to the Max
Ima big stepper my nigga you know that's a fact
You niggas ain't hard
You niggas

Big Bang Theory

CPO

Tha Eastsidaz

2000

the '99
What, yeah, uh huh, yeah, bangin on you, huh
It's the big bang theory, yeah, check it out, bring it, yo

I got a big bang theory my hardcore

tonight

Getting American Money Easy, all I know
The Gangsta All Motherfuckers Envy, all my dough
It's a West coast knot, watch, let it bang out
Shots

get ten shows tryna see three Ms (Brrr)
And I speak facts
Big Smoke, I get the cash in
Dash back to the dunya with the Gs dem (Nice)
It's a bittersweet

the night
I'm a evil muthafucker, uh
Don't give a fuck about my life

I was raised in a place
Full of gangs, full of slang
Full of love, full of hate
Full

(off flats), you got to spend money to make money (5 thousands, nigga, I say put it on)
Glo Gang, y'all know how we rocking, man (Rest in peace Big Glo)

wid all drillas
Hardcore boyz here mad like gorillas
101 we deal big not in chillers
Cricle is small and tight as fuck
All hustlers work hard no belive

Bitch Im Outside 
Take one of mine ima make sure that we all Cry
We go by the gunline 
Knowing we gone all slide 
With the same niggas Screaming Fuck

to set shit straight
(Hello... hello?)
Afro big, like Chia
We do not bang, no Sia
If the beat don’t bang I don’t need her
Just in case Gang-Gang got

the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there

straight raw bout to go the fuck off and cause a scene

Spendin Gs with Lil G

We all need a partner, we all need one
That stays by yours side, when

Outy When I Drive/Blamed

Chris Brown

Indigo [Extended]

2019

I got bitches in my coupe (huh)
Me and Breezy, fifty hoes, by the group (by the group)
That's yo' bitch, she told a lie, ain't told the truth, ooh

smugglin keys I gotta hustle if I want to keep on stackin them Gs

I got the feds takin notes all day and night they’re snappin pictures and I bet u that

That's that big shit
And we all gettin' money
We can all get money
(Fuck these niggas talkin' 'bout?)

Fuck these niggas talkin' 'bout?
Million

The Show Must Go On

Insane Clown Posse

The Riddle Box

1995

hurry up, bang
Open your mouth 'cause here comes my wang
I'm Violent J, the southwest skitso
Born in a big top, magical mijisto
Dead body disco,

she gon' be my Cougar 
Bang pon a wildlife, bang pon di Kruger
Party all night she may need an Uber
American gyal her surname is Cooper 
Beng Beng
She

On the Bugged Tip

Big Daddy Kane

Long Live the Kane

1988

Yo, on the M-I-C right about now, I go by the name of Big Daddy Kane
I got my Man Scoob Lover on the side of me
Dj Mister Cee on the wheels

band
All of a sudden they wanna know about me
All of a sudden they wanna know about man
Had to do this on my ones no feature
My broskis there supporting

seen some ugly trees 
There was a werewolf honkin' 
'Long the side of me 
I'm mean 'n I'm bad, why'know I ain't no sissy 
Got a big-titty girly by

prang, flo dan too nang
Drive by shooting in a transit bang, bang
Bang sounds of the gunning from my hand
It was all over and the fat lady sang
Here

Over Here Hustlin'

Birdman

Like Father, Like Son

2006

Skwaloo, Big Rufus
All my hood rich Gs, every one of my niggas gangsta
All my AK toters, it's get money or die, bitch

Bang Bang Bang

Mark Ronson

Strictly Dance 2010, Vol. 2

Un, deux, trois (uh ah, turn it up a little bit more)
Bang, bang, bang

Feathers, I'm plucking feathers
One by one, by one
No more skylarking,

to cap only it's all mud now
Like, I still start on a brother while you're there with your bros
All the big boys sat and make you tear for your clothes

Gangsta Gangsta

N.W.A

Kool Rap

1988

bailin'
Yo, what the fuck are they yellin'?

Gangsta, Gangsta! That's what they're yellin'
It's not about a salary, it's all about reality
Gangsta,