got them like hit the... turn them into motherfucking thugs nigger They'll be... come bear with me, hang with us, same niggers go to jail with me Bang
do me And sue me I've been hustlin' since day one Out on the block and neva stop until my pay come But now a days It's like bang, bang, duck quick I guess
mayne I'm off the chain, I don't play no games I'm hustlin hard homie I do my thang You fuck with the paper then watch the hammer go bang Now shorty I
yourself talkin to Pro Tools There's not too many that ever walked in the Loc shoes Or tell the tale that my heart contains I explain, so many different
so many enemies. - So many memories. So many flashbacks, we used to be friends. Sugar turned to shit, people just change They keep pushin' a nigga 'til the hammer go BANG
baby quit And know matter how many blocks of haters yo youngin get So f'em all I'm taking over let me in this bitch It's buck buck bang it throw grenades
gettin blunted counting money Antother day in my side, I'm living the star life Picture me strollin that louis bag and fresh nikes, And many nights I pray right, that sleep tight With many
un capricho) i thought it was clever we do our dirt just dont do it in town "but i am saying hold up!! hold up!!" you were banging my wife what goes
Questa e la danza dei cowboys su e giu la testa muovi le mani E ora fai bang bang. Come gli indiani correremo lontani E il Grande Capo galoppera con noi
But no, I can't do it [x2] So many doubt 'cause I come from the South But when I open up my mouth, all bullets come out Bang! Die bitch nigga die I
a-flashing and the thunder's a-crashin' And the windows are rattlin' and breakin' and the roof tops a-shakin' And yer whole world's a-slammin' and bangin
nigga vibin in my zone, hey I hear the same shit song after song, man How many times is you gon' tell us about you ballin, huh? How many rhymes is you
ain't changed One word too many, get your mouth rearranged One nigga too many, shells go click-click Clack-clack, clang-clang, bang-bang-BANG! Your shit
Runnin' and we thuggin' it up Look at a creepin' on ah come up Ooooh, we don't wanna murda ya, and it's so mysterious How many niggas wanna kill
Livin' in ah world so cruel And I got nothing to lose Rippin' and thuggin' wid Trues Smoking the sweetest cheeba drinking brews My motherfuckin' niggas killing when it comes to my screeler Bang bang
outta the window we roll Let the Ripster reel up off 'em Better of this way, Tossed off in the coffin and bagged, Slang on the darkside man, Bang on the
tryna' get scared or we all ah get sprayed Gotta get away when the po-pos chase me So me, runnin' wid me guage Bang bang put 'em in ah coffin Buck buck
the same Smokin' on a lot more weed than before no pain, no gain You straight up hangin', and that's shame How long we'll reign Bang, bang, gotta get