paroles de chanson Bang Bang (feat. J Real, Talley of 300, Savage & No Fatigue) - J-Real , Montana of 300 , Savage , Talley Of 300 , No Fatigue
Every
time
I
come
around
your
city,
bang
bang!
Everything,
no
less
than
50,
bang
bang!
You
better
hide,
you
know
I'ma
slide,
bang
bang!
When
I
ride
it's
gon'
be
a
homicide,
bang
bang!
Every
time
I
come
around
your
city,
bang
bang!
Everything,
no
less
than
50,
bang
bang!
You
better
hide,
you
know
I'ma
slide,
bang
bang!
When
I
ride
it's
gon'
be
a
homicide,
bang
bang!
I'm
duckin'
the
feds
Still
strapped
with
my
Glock
cause
the
opps
want
me
dead
Fucked
up
in
my
head
Got
shot
in
the
neck,
but
now
that
nigga
dead
You
heard
what
I
said
You
think
this
a
game?
Well
come
on
and
play
it
I'm
hoppin'
out
sprayin'
I
pop
tops
like
a
can
Leave
your
mama
prayin'
30
and
that
40
50
in
that
FN
Nina
Uh
If
I
can
get
next
to
you
then
I
can
get
next
to
[?]
If
you
don't
got
my
bands,
then
someone
gettin'
stretched
again
Kickin'
in
a
door,
lifting
up
my
pole,
then
I'm
steppin'
in
I
get
that,
that
click
clack,
got
kickback,
3 ninjas
If
he
in
the
crowd,
when
that
50
spit,
then
[?],
he
injured
I
wish
niggas
would,
I
swing
choppers,
like
lumberjacks,
then
timber
If
your
foot
soldiers
want
war,
then
I'm
gon'
send
shells,
that's
Splinter
A
lot
of
choppin'
and
flippin'
These
niggas
poppin'
like
bitches
Soon
as
he
jump,
it's
like
bungee,
but
bodies
drop,
that's
the
difference
And
these
just
not
my
niggas,
it's
more
than
gang
gang
gang
If
they
say
let's
ride,
then
I'ma
slide
and
it's
bang
bang
bang
bang,
bitch,
bang
bang!
Every
time
I
come
around
your
city,
bang
bang!
Everything,
no
less
than
50,
bang
bang!
You
better
hide,
you
know
I'ma
slide,
bang
bang!
When
I
ride
it's
gon'
be
a
homicide,
bang
bang!
Every
time
I
come
around
your
city,
bang
bang!
Everything,
no
less
than
50,
bang
bang!
You
better
hide,
you
know
I'ma
slide,
bang
bang!
When
I
ride
it's
gon'
be
a
homicide,
bang
bang!
Savage
with
a
dollar
sign,
cause
I'm
runnin'
up
a
check
But
when
I
shoot,
bang
bang,
nothin'
but
the
neck
30
in
the
clip
and
it
got
one
up
in
the
net
I'm
aiming
at
you
turnin'
up,
television
set
Pull
up
on
your
block,
tinted
windows,
black
pane
They
sayin',
"Who's
that"
like
I'm
playin'
for
the
Saints
Come
up
with
my
jacket,
double
breasted,
Max
Payne
Finna
kill
a
brother
like
I'm
Abel
and
Kain
Smoke
'em
like
some
Jane
All
black
like
Bruce
Wayne
Then
I
take
off
like
a
plane
His
homie
said
look
out,
like
a
window
when
it
bang
These
shots
got
no
fatigue,
it's
too
late,
it
hit
his
brain
Homie
tried
to
run,
[?],
yeah
he
get
the
same
I
blow
like
[?],
caught
him
with
the
range,
left
him
by
his
range
I
probably
hit
his
main,
then
I
rock
the
shirt,
say
it
fit
the
same
Shorty
it's
not
a
game,
shoot
him
like
a
picture,
put
him
in
a
frame
Every
time
I
come
around
your
city,
bang
bang!
Everything,
no
less
than
50,
bang
bang!
You
better
hide,
you
know
I'ma
slide,
bang
bang!
When
I
ride
it's
gon'
be
a
homicide,
bang
bang!
Every
time
I
come
around
your
city,
bang
bang!
Everything,
no
less
than
50,
bang
bang!
You
better
hide,
you
know
I'ma
slide,
bang
bang!
When
I
ride
it's
gon'
be
a
homicide,
bang
bang!
I
make
bitches
in
your
city
scream
like
[?]
If
you
see
me,
come
get
with
me
if
you
really
with
the
shits
I
don't
internet
like
Drizzy
and
Meek
Milly
with
this
shit
Curtis
Jackson
in
my
ratchet
I
got
50
in
my
clip
If
I
give
your
ass
a
day,
you
won't
live
to
see
the
fame
You
want
to
explain,
but
I
want
to
see
your
brains
Been
there,
done
that,
you
don't
want
none
of
that
Cock
my
gun
back,
let
it
bang
I
be
with
a
bunch
of
crooks,
nigga
One
in
the
neck,
like
a
crook,
nigga
When
I
come
around,
open
up
a
round,
like
a
hook,
nigga
Slide
on
them
squares,
like
a
rook,
nigga
All
headshots,
yearbook,
nigga
Blowin'
like
a
ref,
with
this
fuckin'
tec
Like
a
fuckin'
chef,
I
cook
niggas
Body
bag
him
up,
like
some
kush,
nigga
Wet
that
pussy
up,
that's
[?],
nigga
Got
your
day
one
homies,
all
shook,
nigga
Now
they
talkin'
'bout,
he
was
a
good
nigga
Whatchu
know
'bout
standing
in
the
cold
waitin'
'Bout
to
give
it
to
him,
like
a
donation
Gun
clappin',
like
a
standing
ovation
Been
droppin'
niggas,
no
probation
Squad
Every
time
I
come
around
your
city,
bang
bang!
Everything,
no
less
than
50,
bang
bang!
You
better
hide,
you
know
I'ma
slide,
bang
bang!
When
I
ride
it's
gon'
be
a
homicide,
bang
bang!
Every
time
I
come
around
your
city,
bang
bang!
Everything,
no
less
than
50,
bang
bang!
You
better
hide,
you
know
I'ma
slide,
bang
bang!
When
I
ride
it's
gon'
be
a
homicide,
bang
bang!
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1 Heat Stroke
2 Land of the Dark
3 Wifin You
4 Mf's Mad, Pt. 2
5 Fighting Demons, Dropping Jewels
6 Wts Now
7 Fge Cypher, Pt. 2 (feat. Talley of 300, Savage, J Real & No Fatigue)
8 Goonies (feat. Kevin Gates)
9 Don't Trick Off
10 Robo Op
11 Down Here (feat. Shabba Wolf)
12 Bad as Hell (feat. Talley of 300 & Jalyn Sanders)
13 No Smoke (feat. Talley of 300)
14 Daddy Used to Be the Plug
15 Who I Am (feat. Talley of 300 & Jalyn Sanders)
16 Angel With an Uzi
17 Bang Bang (feat. J Real, Talley of 300, Savage & No Fatigue)
18 Here Now (feat. Tabrielle)
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