benzino - bang ta dis lyrics
oh (i don’t’ know what they thought)
hangmen 3
runnin off topic
[chorus]
aiyyo, stop what ya doin and bang ta dis
put ya gl-ss down and grab a chick
don’t even think you can hang with this
b-tch–ss n-gg-s can’t hang with this
blunts, b-tches, clips, guns
bars, bricks, whips, funds [4x]
[benzino]
come to think about it we ain’t ordinary men
you think you immortal, my dogs ain’t sleepin
run through ya crib at 6 in the evenin
10 o’clock news, front page section
count all the votes, benzino’s been elected
most dangerous, most violent
my killers always move in silence
put ‘dro in a blunt, twist it up
put fo’ in ya gut, twist you up
you ain’t heard, not guilty’s the verdict
i paint a clear picture, you spit with no vision
i spit viscious, we all in position
check a n-gg- history, you better ask around
rap’s greatest mystery
this is for my real dog n-gg-s, incarcerated tears
n-gg-s all in tears, throw it up
[chorus]
aiyyo, stop what ya doin and bang ta dis
put ya gl-ss down and grab a chick
don’t even think you can hang with this
b-tch–ss n-gg-s can’t hang with this
blunts, b-tches, clips, guns
bars, bricks, whips, funds [4x]
[benzino]
sky’s the limit, long as my heart pump i’ll be in it
’til i overcome, finally win it
used to hit the street hard
hustle like time was endin, and i’m not pretendin
i choose my own destiny
and can’t n-body get the best of me
and half y’all n-gg-s can’t get next to me
y’all ain’t strong enough to question me
’cause ain’t no tellin when it’s time to go to war
specially when n-gg-s don’t bang no more
fake–ss rappers should cut and take ten
you act like you can’t get laid in coffin
you act like n-gg-s get play from boston
never underestimate it too often
smoke hash just to ease the pain
and keep stayin focused on gettin payed
still searchin in my soul for the answers
askin god why i’m gettin these chances
home boston, we harm if we hungry
fight if we starvin, i’ll die for this money
[chorus] 2x
aiyyo, stop what ya doin and bang ta dis
put ya gl-ss down and grab a chick
don’t even think you can hang with this
b-tch–ss n-gg-s can’t hang with this
blunts, b-tches, clips, guns
bars, bricks, whips, funds [4x]
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