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Bang Time
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To the East my brother like a X-Clan member Sissy Lil' Fame is a Marxmen I'm the son of Sonny Carson I wash dirty cats through hood laundromats, where they lost at
Go home or go hard, yeah, this is real life warrior shit These other rap dudes corny as shit What'chall know about sidewalks with bloodstains, coroner shit Cold as ice on some foreigner shit
Raised on the dark side, baptized in dirty water The murder Marx side, dark skies to early mornings What's a nickel bag to a prophet, graze hit 'em right out Great day to do it again, same as the night out
This is the good, the bad and the ugly 'Round here we keeps it thuggy, thuggy Yeah and it's Brooklyn's, finest, unfaded, Brownsvillians We'll shoot this bitch up like Cowboys and Indians
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D-Block, yeah, bang time 45'll hit 'em and leave 'em with hang time Raised on his ass like the glass of a [Incomprehensible] Raw like cocaine line, nigga I ain't lyin'
Your man's frame is dyin' from the flame of the iron Walkin' him, walk with him, now better kneel with him Try to be real with him, I'm so deep in it Try to stand up his fuckin' guts gon' spill on him
Play wit'cha kids or a deck of cards 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 Me I go extra hard, still tryin' to get it, like I'm Escobar Only question I ask is cash or a check involved Put me on my P's and Q's, let me know if death's involved
Like I give a shit, ignorant nigga Yeah, I pull the trigger quick, thought you woulda figured this You want to know why the movement is rigorous S.P. the Ghost, on some Y.O. killer shit, nigga bang time
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Yo, somewhere in Brooklyn is where you'll find this nigga In my comfort zone semi circled by the grimiest niggaz Walk with me, spread chalk with me sod In the field where the real niggaz are born, ghetto
There's no surgeons here, we don't cut up body parts We blast and leave yo' ass wherever it start A half a block from the precinct The homies are beyond thuggin' and buggin' My whole borough's in judgment indecent
The thoroughest dime pieces straight out of action flicks Gangsta bitch, Angela Jolie this Notion, forward motion, do what you gotta do To get what you gotta get to get your shit rollin'
And keep closin' by any means The 50 cal, the 40 or the 30 carbine Let it steam motherfucker, let's go, we in them greends And on the grounds with it we down with it that's how we bling
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