Lirik Lagu Bang - Shyne
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[Verse 1]I done fucked *The Baddest Bitches* ask TrinaGive her coke to stuff between her, said she loved my demeanorFelonies and misdemeanors, I'm villifiedI just, rap on the side, black mafia tiesProlific words, I speak for the unheardNiggas who love guns, money, girls, and fursSittin up in the mans', runnin shitOn the phone moving bricks, orderin hitsPerfected the game, diamond infested the chainNiggas think I change I just wanna watch 'em changeLivin the American dreamDrugs, violence, sex, and loaded magazinesThat's all I could talk about in these sixteenCuz that's all I live, ask TibsIt is what is, either graveyards or consecutive life bids, shit
CHORUS 4X:Niggas wanna bang, we could bangNiggas wanna slang, we could slang
[Verse 2]Niggas wanna bang we could bang outTil the clip's done, or your vital arteries hang outHam a cot, Bad Boy, the black CamelotRaise the price and connect the dotsThrough life's journies, all I need is a couple of mack milsA couple of mils and good attorneysSkatin on big blades, goin out in a blaze in my last daysI'll probably die with a bad drug trade or an overdoseWithout tellin my moms, sorry it was closeMy wife and my bitch fightin over my notesAll my niggas skied north makin a toastTil hell, just gimme bad bitches in ChannelConnects wit, Chinese cartels and that new SLAnd the judge that's gon' set my bail
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[Verse 3]I'm on top of this shit, look at the wristsToo much rocks in this shit, aint that a bitchMake hits, til my last breathWith that nigga, the P U double FSo lay back in the cut motherfucker 'fore you get shotI kill niggas on the spot like a copI did it all four seasons suites to a cotGive bitches nothing but breathmints and this cockCall me what, there's a way to eatAnd all we got is sports, entertainment or the streetsI'm in deep, think of Citibank when I sleepChing, ching like I was from ShaolinBrooklyn nigga what you say, keep stylinMy air force ones you couldn't walk a mile inI love politics, narcotics, and violinsBad Boy forever, we move in silence
CHORUS
CHORUS 4X:Niggas wanna bang, we could bangNiggas wanna slang, we could slang
[Verse 2]Niggas wanna bang we could bang outTil the clip's done, or your vital arteries hang outHam a cot, Bad Boy, the black CamelotRaise the price and connect the dotsThrough life's journies, all I need is a couple of mack milsA couple of mils and good attorneysSkatin on big blades, goin out in a blaze in my last daysI'll probably die with a bad drug trade or an overdoseWithout tellin my moms, sorry it was closeMy wife and my bitch fightin over my notesAll my niggas skied north makin a toastTil hell, just gimme bad bitches in ChannelConnects wit, Chinese cartels and that new SLAnd the judge that's gon' set my bail
CHORUS
[Verse 3]I'm on top of this shit, look at the wristsToo much rocks in this shit, aint that a bitchMake hits, til my last breathWith that nigga, the P U double FSo lay back in the cut motherfucker 'fore you get shotI kill niggas on the spot like a copI did it all four seasons suites to a cotGive bitches nothing but breathmints and this cockCall me what, there's a way to eatAnd all we got is sports, entertainment or the streetsI'm in deep, think of Citibank when I sleepChing, ching like I was from ShaolinBrooklyn nigga what you say, keep stylinMy air force ones you couldn't walk a mile inI love politics, narcotics, and violinsBad Boy forever, we move in silence
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