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Don't ask Ej what he bang, big brah gon up a four,
Niggas knowin' where I hang, I'm a Newman with the bros

Better not tell me about your girlfriend, we

I'm trying to make a change
I got my niggas all by my side you about to feel the Wave
I'm about to bring BIG and Pac back
Man the game fucked up how it

pull up on my gang
Bullets aint enn got a name
I'm just finna let it bang
*gunshot*
Boy I'm sure to go the distance
If heaven is the highest that shit

big things
JC bird gang big wing
Man upstairs pullin' big strings
Butterfly doors make the trap sing
Team too real no capping
Came a long way from

Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky

It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man

Bang Bang

Dispatch

Bang Bang

2000

She woke me up with a bang, bang
Looking' over cross eyed had a big
Hunch that the world was a big lie
When I got up all the blood to my head
I

I've been away so long (so long)
How could I wait this long (this long)
Man, I'm really sorry that I missed your calls
Hit me up when you hear this

a long talk on a Friday me and you we suppose link up
(Link up)

Charmo you too fine
You my Saturday dry rice
Don't forget La me be the bad man killer

avalanche, sound hits you in the gut, voices chanting, brain a wet sloppy drum machine, finger nails on the blackboard, microwave radiation from the “big bang

Big Man Ting when I move out, Big Man Ting when I walk my street
So many times my stepson said daddy don't want him to talk like me
I can tell by

burned the earth with intensity—how you fucking with me
Nigga, the flame shimmer big bang energy
The same image we scribbled grew blasphemously
I don't

got to watch your
Back in this neighborhood
Been that way for a long time, man
That ain't cool at all

Listen to the story as we rap to the beat
As we

Dogghouse in Your Mouth

Mix Master Spade

Duces n' Trays: The Old Fashioned Way

2001

tough

What is it? This for them, suckas
Nigga, I came from a long line of playas
That ain't scared of nar' one of y'all, motherfuckers
I see these

out
Hands to the denim, pull it quick or get gunned down
The gunman song, bang bang, take aim
It won’t be long, make a name or get slain
Branded

Bang Bang

Dispatch

Gut the Van

2001

She woke me up with a bang, bang
Looking' over cross eyed had a big
Hunch that the world was a big lie
When I got up all the blood to my head
I

ain't
I'm a grown man boy start acting your own age
Can't be accurate with it if you pack it but won't bang
I be tactical with it I get ya from Long range

sellin' out your man when he
The reason you got on (I ain't trippin')
You know they say
That gangsters don't live that long
But how can I be here homes
If I

Still the Greatest

Bone Thugs-N-Harmony

Greatest Hits

2004

Hook x3 
[Big Chan] 
I'm still the greatest 
I'm pretty 
I'm still the greatest 
[Layzie Bone] 
And I'ma bad man 

[Big Chan] 
Hot child in the city

Yo, Big Shaq, the one and only
Man's not hot, never hot
Skrrat (GottiOnEm), skidi-kat-kat
Boom

Two plus two is four, minus one that's three,

Gang all of them has foreheads
Like big compliments mask on, Stanley Ipkiss
See the car from a substantial distance
Car bomb and the bang's ridiculous

promise I’m never gone change, Ima die by 
Everything that I stand on, I won’t take the stand 
Losing my n****s, my mans gone or they stuck in the can 
Why

nut on her face (Chasethemoney, Chasethemoney)
Ooh-wee, girl, smile for the face cam (ew)
Big truck, four by four
Might be a Ram, change the color

know
All my guys now 
All the cruise
You know
Zeehintz Is a big crew 
You know
Oh yeah
Living Bang Bang
Like the badman
We’re making cash 
Now not

of valor, for the
entrance to this cave is guarded by a creature so foul, so cruel
that no man yet has fought with it and lived!  Bones of four fifty
men lie