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bang bang boogie - bang out كلمات أغنية

[intro: lord tariq]
uh, yeah, n_gga
y’all know what the f_ck this is, right?
n_gga, this bang bang boogie
and uh, we are the new government coming from the bx
718, 7th street, y’all know what the f_ck this is, right?

[verse 1: lord tariq]
got y’all n_ggas nervous, .50 is the caliber
rather you call it curtis, i am not your average, i am certain
f_ckin’ with my cabbage then it is closed curtains
get the purses, tecs is squirtin’
i suggest you invest in churches, vest in he_rs_s
duke dirt of dirtness, i earth this, you worthless
n_ggas that carry braces soft as a male nurses
i am what i portray up in my verses
you flow like water, i surf this service
any competition fishin’ where the sharks is lurkin’
spit it how i did it, do it, get it, i am workin’
b_tches think i trick, so i give ’em what they deservin’
our mop’s dry, tell ’em drink d_ck, i spit jerkins
pass it to a friend without lookin’, i am ervin
magic but i ain’t burnin’, i got these hoes mergin’, i’m splurgin’

[interlude: s_one]
yeah, it’s s_one, motherf_cker
yeah, yeah, check it
[verse 2: s_one]
i ain’t a game of jokes, s_one, n_gga, you know i’m slingin’ coke
i’m rappin’ now ’cause crack money slow, these f_ckin’ fiends is broke
i need bigger money, bad b_tches, n_ggas done took ’em from me
crack sell fast, especially when hocus cook it for me
dollar bill, told me buy a gun, sometimes you gots to k!ll
see the barrel, put it in your mouth, n_gga, i could nell
i crack your f_ckin’ head like i crack a lobster tail
see the white meat, just chill ’cause blood’s about to spill
k_o, twin, made that, what’s poppin’, blazin’ bill
john doe, d.o., shally o, you know, castle hill
soundview, fox street, highbridge, n_gga, we pop heat
my name ring bells from fordham road to them swat meets
i’m compin’, my n_ggas blooded out, excuse me bumpin’
y’all n_ggas is f_ggots, y’all gay, we call y’all marvin
bang bang boogie run the bronx, y’all n_ggas joggin’
i keep a .45 that’ll knock off your noggin’, motherf_cker

[interlude: hocus 45th]
yeah, s, them things just got flew in, ya heard?
we good, n_gga

[verse 3: hocus 45th]
the drought is over so now we got grams of fire
we baggin’ up for so long that my hands is tired
i don’t deal with middlemen ’cause they some d_mn good liars
so don’t tell me you got it if you can’t supply it
so if i cop it, better be that fire you got, fam
’cause if he play with my bread, i silence that man
three hundred brolic, you lyin’, you fat, fam
i’m official, i say what i want, i don’t care
so what if he don’t like your son
i mean, a real bronx n_gga never bite his tongue
yeah, n_ggas like to put up a front until i pull up and front
the n_gga block, pull a trigger and dump
i bet his n_ggas’ll run ’cause i done did it
aired out the strip, hit n_ggas off they pivot
y’all talk about it but hoc’ really live it
you p_ssy if you was on an island, you’d be with it
[verse 4: mysonne]
n_gga, i don’t wanna talk, if you want it then it’s all yours
you know like uno, we draw fours
i had ’em boys puttin’ chores with them saw doors
poppin’ out, while they hoppin’ out with them four doors
all noise seats, n_ggas got silencers
i show n_ggas what beef slash violence is
ask a n_gga in the streets who your highness is
seven in the beast, so it’s time i remind these kids
you n_ggas beefin’ for play_play, i spray_spray
i have you gays like mayday, mayday
you n_ggas sweet like ladies and they say
i f_ck b_tches like ray j, baby
we bebe’s kids, we a_day’s kids
we is who these lame n_ggas say they is
we say names, we don’t play games, kids
my n_gga spray it like manny’s kid when the war’s on
we don’t stop till we all gone
until the cops take us all away like cal gone
y’all wrong, this ain’t no team
it ain’t a movement, this a machine

[verse 5: cuban link]
yo, it’s the bang bang boogie, the gang bang goonies
i’m mister cuban link the chain gang bully
he know the thang_thang’s fully
don’t make me put it at the champion hoodie
your man’s p_ssy, he don’t want it with us
that’s a topic he don’t wanna discuss
and ever since fifth was biggin’ us up
now all them neutral motherf_ckers wanna get on the bus
i’m in the cut like iodine, watchin’ for the hindsight
first n_gga idol lines, gettin’ left for god to find
’cause when it’s our time, n_gga, i’ma find mine
run up in your crib, turn your sh_t up into collar bine
we on the grind, tryin’ to get on the road to the riches
this is our time, ain’t no room for the cowards or snitches
we out to shine, get the money, the power, the b_tches
f_ck the critics, tell the press to start taking the pictures
[outro: lord tariq]
roll wit’ us or get rolled over
just don’t act like a n_gga never told ya
military mind state, we motherf_ckin’ soldiers
f_ck it, at ease, more of these n_ggas, it’s over
roll wit’ us or get rolled over
just don’t act like a n_gga never told ya
military mind state, we motherf_ckin’ soldiers
f_ck it, at ease, more of these n_ggas, it’s over

- bang bang boogie

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