Bang Bang
Tats all on ya arm
Rags all on our head
They said kill of your enemies
So why my brothers dead?
Flyer all these colors
Blue, yellow, and red
You get caught in the wrong hood and all you hear is that led.
It go bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
Bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
It go bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
Bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
Staring down a barrel
All i could think about is my mother,
Disappointing my pops, never telling wifey that i loved her.
Aint built for these street,
I'm tryna be just like my brother
Aint going out like no sucka
I pray that BLOOD got me covered.
(Oh LORD)
Lord please forgive me
If i hit them
Or if one of them ever hit me,
It's Life after death
I been listening to biggie
Should of been bumping kirk
But i wanted them franklyns and them fifties.
And a girl fancy with a iggy
Tryna puff like i was diddy
Just a badboy in the city
See was all bout them benjis
My circle come to your block
Dont be scared
We spraying them semi's
Til they empty
R.I.P to the homies
We numb the pain with this henny.
Pouring out that O.E.
All wanna be O.G.
And that's Bobby Johnson
From the New York
To Philly
All the way to Compton.
My O.G.
Is J.C.
So we really banging.
One Blood,
No Junior Reid
Salvation Army
We affiliated .
It's the eye!
Tats all on ya arm
Rags all on our head
They say kill of your enemies
So why all my brothers dead?
Flyer all these colors
Blue, yellow, and red
U get caught in the wrong hood and all u hear is that led.
It go bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
Bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
It go bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
Bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
BANG BANG
I'm from the block of the hollow shots
BANG BANG
My old block they would never call cops
BANG BANG
To be honest I ain't never see a mask
BANG BANG
We knew the killaz they gave us a pass.
It's real out there in the ghetto
I'm mean it's absolutely special
I'm mean they into fendi
& Gooey Luey
Ain't no tic toc on the bezel
Un Uh
Ryding on the wave
High with metal
Can't choose God they side with devil.
Pray for the cash
Then go kill for it.
Rap about it,
Then go try to get a deal for it.
Police gone see you on a billboard,
Know you gone get pop or locked but you still do it.
It's all about choices,
Know a killa cuz he hear a lot voices.
And a killa always think he can't trust you,
Cuz he can't trust himself and it's annoying
Man!
Must be hard being lied to,
Got enemy living inside you,
But I just wanna go & just remind you,
That GOD know exactly where to find you,
And HE can forgive all of the time too.
Even the dumb,def and blind too.
What's the definition of apostle?
The one that will go and give the gospel.
I said what's the definition of apostle?
The one that will go and give the gospel.
Tats all on ya arm
Rags all on our head
They say kill of your enemies
So why all my brothers dead?
Flyer all these colors
Blue, yellow, and red
U get caught in the wrong hood and all u hear is that led.
It go bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
Bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
It go bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
Bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
Rags all on our head
They said kill of your enemies
So why my brothers dead?
Flyer all these colors
Blue, yellow, and red
You get caught in the wrong hood and all you hear is that led.
It go bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
Bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
It go bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
Bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
Staring down a barrel
All i could think about is my mother,
Disappointing my pops, never telling wifey that i loved her.
Aint built for these street,
I'm tryna be just like my brother
Aint going out like no sucka
I pray that BLOOD got me covered.
(Oh LORD)
Lord please forgive me
If i hit them
Or if one of them ever hit me,
It's Life after death
I been listening to biggie
Should of been bumping kirk
But i wanted them franklyns and them fifties.
And a girl fancy with a iggy
Tryna puff like i was diddy
Just a badboy in the city
See was all bout them benjis
My circle come to your block
Dont be scared
We spraying them semi's
Til they empty
R.I.P to the homies
We numb the pain with this henny.
Pouring out that O.E.
All wanna be O.G.
And that's Bobby Johnson
From the New York
To Philly
All the way to Compton.
My O.G.
Is J.C.
So we really banging.
One Blood,
No Junior Reid
Salvation Army
We affiliated .
It's the eye!
Tats all on ya arm
Rags all on our head
They say kill of your enemies
So why all my brothers dead?
Flyer all these colors
Blue, yellow, and red
U get caught in the wrong hood and all u hear is that led.
It go bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
Bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
It go bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
Bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
BANG BANG
I'm from the block of the hollow shots
BANG BANG
My old block they would never call cops
BANG BANG
To be honest I ain't never see a mask
BANG BANG
We knew the killaz they gave us a pass.
It's real out there in the ghetto
I'm mean it's absolutely special
I'm mean they into fendi
& Gooey Luey
Ain't no tic toc on the bezel
Un Uh
Ryding on the wave
High with metal
Can't choose God they side with devil.
Pray for the cash
Then go kill for it.
Rap about it,
Then go try to get a deal for it.
Police gone see you on a billboard,
Know you gone get pop or locked but you still do it.
It's all about choices,
Know a killa cuz he hear a lot voices.
And a killa always think he can't trust you,
Cuz he can't trust himself and it's annoying
Man!
Must be hard being lied to,
Got enemy living inside you,
But I just wanna go & just remind you,
That GOD know exactly where to find you,
And HE can forgive all of the time too.
Even the dumb,def and blind too.
What's the definition of apostle?
The one that will go and give the gospel.
I said what's the definition of apostle?
The one that will go and give the gospel.
Tats all on ya arm
Rags all on our head
They say kill of your enemies
So why all my brothers dead?
Flyer all these colors
Blue, yellow, and red
U get caught in the wrong hood and all u hear is that led.
It go bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
Bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
It go bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
Bang bang, shoot em up,shoot em bang bang
Credits
Writer(s): Nasir Jones, Jabari Jones, Michael Epps, Eugene O. Gray, Lamont J. Porter, Carishma
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