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Bang [Explicit]
作詞:Delmar Arnaud, Ricardo Brown, David Drew, Jayceon Taylor
J shit, what we do, what we do? Bang Look, nigga, listen
You got them funny ass colors on, take it off If you in the club with ice on, we takin' off I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it off What? Sh-sh-shake it off or get banged on
Gettin' my bang on, red strings on Louis Vuitton kicks, Louis Vuitton frames on Louis Vuitton belt holdin' the 45 You know who I am, bitch, I'm Mr. Westside
This West West or nothin', get your pistols, get your flag Gangstas, we love to sag, we cock it back and blast Like booyaka booyaka, we lay the party down G-G-Game, Dogg Pound, everybody get down
Look, nigga, I nurture and breed I ain't never gave a fuck about a bitch's needs And bitch niggaz try to invade our town I'ma lay 'em down, spray the 'K and get out
Say goodbye to the '64, hello to the '6-trey He ain't never seen hydraulics, look at his bitch face Up, down, now watch my shit scrape Daz call Snoop, I'ma Crip walk to get Dre
And Blood bounce back, heat on the track Dribble rock like Wade and bounce like Shaq Throw a O in the pot and watch it bounce right back Like that, like that? Like that
You got them funny ass colors on, take it off If you in the club with ice on, we takin' off I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it off What? Sh-sh-shake it off or get banged on
We street connected, respected, I gets pathetic When I did it, I must admit it, so nigga, go and rep it Lil' homies around here constantly on smash mode Lil' niggaz with pistols that blowin' out your asshole
Bang, how we give it, the culture that we live in Fresh out the hospital or fresh out the prison Real niggaz for life, the roots of the G tree N.W.A., Dr. D R E
We not S T A R's, we don't put stars in our shoes 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Bitch, we put the whole car on the shoes You don't wanna see my car on the news I'll 'Set It Off' like Queen Latifah, red beam on the nina
Bang out, chippin' in traffic, dippin' the classic Dippin' to classics, whoopin' that ass It's hood, niggaz ready to get it, your bitch can get it 'Cause I know she'll suck a dick in less than a minute
Cuz, I'ma have to show him where the house at Two milli macks, it's a semi-automatic situational attack In the back with a sack, Cadillac all black Like this and like that
Bang, broken like glass and plastic Bang out on him with the mask and plastic We got access to massive plastiques Purchased last week, DPG, C, bang
You got them funny ass colors on, take it off If you in the club with ice on, we takin' off I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it off What? Sh-sh-shake it off or get banged on
Here come them outta town niggaz, what up, Blood? What up, cuz? They don't even know what 2Pac first album was Should I tell 'em, Blood? Nah, fuck 'em, loc Me and Kurupt three-wheelin' on the hundred spokes
Dash, brake, bounce and scrape Run up on the '64, see the AK's Bang like Eazy, bang like Dre Bang like Snoop, bang in L.A.
Bang like Crips and Bloods From now on, wear a Bathing Ape hoodie, get stripped in the club Like a bitch in the club, watch him strip in the club You like ice creams? Get a banana split in the club
No jewelry, you can't wear shit in the club And that go for every nigga and bitch in the club So you better take it off 'fore you get in the club Game and Dogg Pound along side sittin' on dubs, remember that
You got them funny ass colors on, take it off If you in the club with ice on, we takin' off I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it off What? Sh-sh-shake it off or get banged on
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