insane when you give me that bang, bang, bang! Beish, beish, beish, beish When you give me that bang, bang, bang Bang, bang, bang Shiggity bang, bang, bang! Shwath? Bang, bang, bang
don't gleam gleam And to Hell with the price 'cause the money ain't a thang Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang When you hit the bricks
painted witcha names (do it a) T-shirts airbrushed that read the same (let's do it again) Thick herringbone chain, one gold with yo' initial (do it a) Harris Photos, group
don't gleam clean And to hell with the price 'Cause the money ain't a thang Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang When you hit the
claim We do the damn thang, and it's off the chain To the Weeeeeeest, MARCH Calling all cars, niggas look hard Near park cars, after dark Get toe start - 2x [Chorus - 2x
[Chorus 2X] He said yeah You better come out with your hands up We got you surrounded I'm in the back Changin my outfit He said blink We gonna send the
Blam, bang, bang baby Yeah, Terror Squad style Trizzie, check it out now Yo, I'm rated X in sex I flex like Lex Lugor So who's next to get Scooped up
the map, the plaques and the gold I grabbed two girlies and a {blunt} that's rolled Chorus 2X Always die.. The Wild.. Gotham The Wild.. West {*BANG BANG, BANG
return. So they went while the other's watch in the distance listening to the slaughtering of there own. So fear and stress sets in as the other groups
don't gleam, gleam And to hell with the price 'cause the money ain't a thang Put it down hard for my dogs that's locked in the bang When you hit the bricks
of the mime cause I'm the lyrical, miracal, spiritual teacher, Nicaragua street preacher, who's out to reach you. Group of thugs who some call the X-Generation
use an uzi, when the mic's my piece Chorus "bang on" "i'm murdering mc" "bang on" "i'm murdering mc" "bang
think I don't know the time Well it's half-past a cow's ass and I'm a real bad ass Yeah, shitty-bang-boom-bang, yo who rang? Abra-cadabra, jimminy crickets
When you never gang banged a day in ya town Try to be a manhuter the streets ain't a jungle gym nigga stop playin around Lay it down (Chorus: repeat 3X
sounde laike thais: (bang!) -Oh, that is sounding like the saime sound owf my fronthead laike thais: (bing!) -Oh, crowtch, the saime as your fronthead laike thais!: (bang
"What are you going to do?" (2X) "Nigga!" "The K the double-O the L the G-R-A-P letters" "My mic sound nice, check one" "The K the double-O the L the
you gettin banged Mango Dangle hang, so you better watch your dame Lyrics razor sharp, hit you like slugs See me on the streets, you better dial a thug Chorus 2X
Chorus Thown rouuouond by the wind (3x) Thown Dowowown in a spin Verse 1 These niggaz hate me cause the streets aint make me crazy They raised me showed
