Lyrics:
and recognize the alphabet
You can't survive in a room full of Gs
Coached by my Uncle Lil' Mane, I resemble him
They tryna steal the game
And we killing all
Big stepper whoo
Big fish aye
Money in my pocket
I feel big rich aye
Shot caller
Big Bank
Top shotter
Ouchie Wally Wally Bang bang
Top dollar
your GS4 and your Bently rose took all of your clothes
And 99 bottles of Mo's
What she didn't know is about the dynamite in the rose
And if I get close
Everyday with you makes me feel so breezy
With you by my side the whole world we shut down
Bubbling rumbling all day we can do it your way
cuz it's so
About "I'll fuck you up," he sound like a punk
I been there and done that, no inspiration
All-day demonstration beat conversation
Ain't no funk
tires with the platinum Daytons
I'm not that BG popping all that junk
About "I'll fuck you up," he sound like a punk
I been there and done that, no
back and he about to handle business
Bang Bang God dammit
I gotta hand it to ya shawty
Way ya moving girl ya doing outstanding
Bang Bang
Ima let her do
Somethin' special about you, babe
Maybe it's your smile
But when I see you
You hear the dial
Oh, girl
[Chorus]
Big bang it hit me like
VO dude
Good kid turned to the goon
Good kid mad city where it's full of doom
Thinking of a way to make 6K by noon
Then do it again, they know I'm
Those are facts so I don't wanna hear
All this big money shit like
You be hustlin' matter of fact
You say one thing I don't like tonight
I'ma be petty
as big as a whale and it's about to set sail!
I got me a car, it seats about 20
So come on and bring your jukebox money.
Oh the Love Shack is a little old
no Lexus
Just low cars that bounce
[SX] And Taco Bells by the ounce
[LJ] Speakin of food, yo Sincere you made it clear
We need our
will bang ya boy
On a New Jersey Drive by
No diss to the bricks
But I would recommend
For you to stay on your side of the fence
(Why?)
Most of you suckas
all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there ever could be
Now I'm feelin'
on these hoes
See these broads want stars
Big dicks down in the drows
Seven days a week seven brand new cars
Yeah I done it parkin' GS 300
Check us
skoodoo doo doo doo I still bang
7,8,9 flows and it's all mad
Put that together, that's a hard 24
But you always sin cos man got tanned
Surfs up
something
Bombs over Baghdad (uh, yeah)
Don't pull the thang out, unless you plan to bang
Bombs over Baghdad (y'all heard me, yeah)
Don't even bang unless
be one Mmm Shooters all around Splash Brothers Never gave a fuck 'bout being popular Only familiar I ever cared about is La Fa Lite the gas
worship themselves by the way that they live
All these rappers say they got guns that spray off 16
I've got a Luke 9 that can take all 16
That's
watch all your language
And watch who you hang wit my shit is stainless
Just pull out and bang it
Pull out and bang it don't even aim it
Whole lotta gang
[Left Eye] (Big Gipp)
(Battle zone, Goodie)
1999 (Yeah)
TLC, M-O-B (And Goodie Mob)
The synergy of ghetto sounds for the Y-2-G
(What'cha want to do
everybody's groovin' baby
Funky little shack
Funky little shack
Hop in my chrysler, it's as big as a whale
And it's about to set sail
I got me a car, it seats
everybody's groovin' baby
Funky little shack
Funky little shack
Hop in my chrysler, it's as big as a whale
And it's about to set sail
I got me a car, it seats
This culture came from
And what it's really all about
I got you, my nigga, yo, ayo
Count to ten and then come in shootin'
Fuck peace, Silverback the new
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