Bang On 'em

Lyrics

Here we go, you know what it is, click-clack
 Bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
 Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
 I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
 Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
 I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
 Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
 I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
 Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
 I'ma bang
 Ayo, my hood broke my heart into pieces
 Dunn the streets took my dreams and shattered them
 And turn me into a preacher
 Minds to money got me not givin' a fuck
 All I care about is muzik and who I gotta cut
 With the Mac, uzi, .47, pick a weapon
 Six million ways to die, my .25 endin'
 When I pop him in the gut, I drop him where they stunt
 I try keepin' it peace but that shit's for chumps
 Projects fucked me up, made me strong as ox
 Made the nigga cold blooded, ain't no friends on the block
 This the comrades and coldies, the crooked ass police
 Playin' cracks in the pocket send you up in creek
 Look don't ask me why Queensbridge can't stick together
 If you don't know the answer then you don't know the ghetto
 Everybody don't get along and that's what it is
 We either shootin' when we shoot them niggaz or we gon' get hit
 Bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
 Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
 I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
 Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
 I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
 Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
 I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
 Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
 I'ma bang
 Ayo, my own niggaz turned on me, B.I.G wasn't lyin'
 When he said, the ones who smoke blunts with you be conversant
 They was plottin' on my demise, they wanted my seed
 At the head of the table but I'm permanently chief
 I don't care how many bodies you got on your gun
 You either submit or go and start your own gang son
 Everybody wants to be boss, it ain't enough soldiers
 Everybody wants to call shots, it ain't enough shooter
 And it really hurts my soul that we can't click
 But whatever it'll never be the same again
 And when I see you niggaz, you already know what it is
 And if you don't, you gon' find out the hard way kid
 Tried to make it work, but now I'm on some other shit
 I'm greedy with that limelight now you ain't gettin' none of it
 Bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
 Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
 I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
 Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
 I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
 Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
 I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
 Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
 I'ma bang
 

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Duration
03:39
Key
7
Tempo
156 BPM

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