Lyrics Jang A Lang - St. Lunatics
If
you
like
big
thangs,
put
your
hands
high
as
you
can
Get
your
shit
man,
make
no
difference
from
where
you
came
I
ain't
ballin'
out
here,
no,
I
ain't
playin'
no
games
I
got
a
new
name
for
niggas
with
chains,
jang
a
lang
If
you
like
big
thangs,
put
your
hands
high
as
you
can
Get
your
shit
man,
make
no
difference
from
where
you
came
I
ain't
ballin'
out
here,
no,
I
ain't
playin'
no
games
I
got
a
new
name
for
niggas
with
chains,
jang
a
lang
Make
way
for
the
new
breed
of
this
millennium
Stack
chips,
keeps
the
pistol
grip,
why?
'Cause
I'm
offendin'
'em
rocks,
nothin'
but
Cavada
shit
I'm
the
baddest,
the
ice
from
head
to
toe
with
that
plaid
shit
Mo'
potent
than
I
cut
cocaine
through
your
vein
off
the
hook
Take
a
look,
I'm
the
chick,
I
can't
be
tamed
One
name
like
the
highest
breed,
papi
capeche?
One
drove
home
from
Italy,
is
y'all
feelin'
me?
Be
a
mistress
to
none
but
all
good
to
some
Let
me
break
you
off
a
little,
show
you
how
it's
done
Eyes
trip
for
this
goddess,
gambino
got
your
funds
And
some
fish
are
coppin'
flights
for
me
to
Reno
I
see
no
other
way
for
me
to
tell
you
how
I
feel
You
wanna
stick
and
move
now
you're
fuckin'
with
the
real
deal
Hold
still,
let
this
lady
let
loose
Keep
them
chips
comin'
nigga
or
your
neck'll
catch
a
nuece
If
you
like
big
thangs,
put
your
hands
high
as
you
can
Get
your
shit
man,
make
no
difference
from
where
you
came
I
ain't
ballin'
out
here,
no,
I
ain't
playin'
no
games
I
got
a
new
name
for
niggas
with
chains,
jang
a
lang
If
you
like
big
thangs,
put
your
hands
high
as
you
can
Get
your
shit
man,
make
no
difference
from
where
you
came
I
ain't
ballin'
out
here,
no,
I
ain't
playin'
no
games
I
got
a
new
name
for
niggas
with
chains,
jang
a
lang
Now
y'all
know
me,
I
like
an
old
school
Ozzie
Smith
jersey
Old
school
Jordans,
head
band
that
says
"Murphy"
Stone
washed,
baggy
as
hell,
double
XL
with
the
sleeve
off
On
my
way
to
drop
a
few
G's
off,
ease
off
Doin'
thirty-five,
smokin'
fire,
makin'
a
right
I'm
doin'
thirty
now,
riskin'
my
life
Both
clients
on
my
cell
phone,
typin'
on
my
two-way
Rollin
a
blunt,
still
drivin',
lookin'
at
movies
Young
Dude,
be
floatin'
the
city
like
cab
drivers
Professional
but
still
keep
it
real
like
Allen
Iver
son
I'm
liver
than
Jay,
Dave
and
Kathy
and
Regis
Been
on
more
MTV
shows
than
Butt
head
and
Bea
vis
Keep
a
stash
with
the
gas
money
Fast
money,
me
and
Slo
Down
We
almost
had
to
buy
up
the
town
It's
like
a
movie,
ooh
wee,
doobies
in
at
a
jacuzzi
Girls
do
what
I
say
so
I
just
tell
'em
to
do
me
If
you
like
big
thangs,
put
your
hands
high
as
you
can
Get
your
shit
man,
make
no
difference
from
where
you
came
I
ain't
ballin'
out
here,
no,
I
ain't
playin'
no
games
I
got
a
new
name
for
niggas
with
chains,
jang
a
lang
If
you
like
big
thangs,
put
your
hands
high
as
you
can
Get
your
shit
man,
make
no
difference
from
where
you
came
I
ain't
ballin'
out
here,
no,
I
ain't
playin'
no
games
I
got
a
new
name
for
niggas
with
chains,
jang
a
lang
Ay,
you
know
where
my
chains
comes
from,
I
spits
fire
You
know
what
them
girls
look
at
dirty,
my
big
tires
My
attire
forty-two
large
denim,
I
sag
in
'em
Dress
eyes
and
ride
hot
rides
and
Jags
in
'em
Let
him
talk
his
jazz,
what's
the
tag
gon'
get
'em?
While
I
hit
him
in
clutch
time,
roll
up
his
dutch
time
"No
more
herb",
no
such
line,
"oh
oh"
is
my
punch
line
I'm
hungry
like
a
hobo
standin'
in
lunch
lines
Crossed
the
gun
line,
boss,
like
Ray
and
Claud
I
know
niggas
that
make
they
money,
they
pay
they
broads
I'm
from
the
Lou,
kinda
new,
I'm
a
make
my
laws
When
I
pull
up
on
the
show
lot,
it
be,
it's
like
pause
(Ay,
where
yo'
Range
at?)
It's
outside
you
wanna
clean
it?
(Ay,
where
yo'
name
at?)
It's
in
The
Source,
you
ain't
seen
it?
(Ay,
where
yo'
chains
at?)
You
can't
tell
dirty,
I'm
sparklin'?
Split
it,
fill
it
up,
wrap
it
and
spark
it
If
you
like
big
thangs,
put
your
hands
high
as
you
can
Get
your
shit
man,
make
no
difference
from
where
you
came
I
ain't
ballin'
out
here,
no,
I
ain't
playin'
no
games
I
got
a
new
name
for
niggas
with
chains,
jang
a
lang
If
you
like
big
thangs,
put
your
hands
high
as
you
can
Get
your
shit
man,
make
no
difference
from
where
you
came
I
ain't
ballin'
out
here,
no,
I
ain't
playin'
no
games
I
got
a
new
name
for
niggas
with
chains,
jang
a
lang
1 Groovin Tonight
2 Just For You - Intro
3 S.T.L.
4 Okay
5 Summer In The City
6 Mad Baby Daddy Skit - Pt. 1
7 Boom D Boom
8 Midwest Swing
9 Show 'Em What They Won
10 Let Me In Now
11 Dis Iz Da Life
12 MBD Skit, Pt. 2
13 Scandalous
14 Groovin Tonight
15 Jang A Lang
16 MBD Skit, Pt. 3
17 Real Niggaz
18 Here We Come
19 Love You So
20 Love You So
21 MBD Skit, Pt. 4
22 Batter Up
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