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bodega bamz - bang bang lyrics

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[intro (sample)]

[verse 1]

my 9-millimeter got a body on it
same gun k!lled big paul [?]
i got a point to prove, i put the shotty on it
left a mess in the lobby, now everybody on it

i ran that red light, stop sign
i got shooters from little rock to columbine
i say [?], everybody gotta die
i’ve made too much money without counting mine

mindstate, ny, eleven, nine
i’m counting backwards, front, i’ll break your spine
it’s war time, check the clock (yup)
polish that glock, don’t forget the mattress

one way in, no way out, access
two dozend rolls is what anybody p-sses
the boy with gl-sses, son of a motherf-cking gun
remember me, b-st-rd

[hook (sample)]

[verse 2]

i got domenicans, itching for a p-ssport
carve you real nice, -ssh0l-
they not interested in b-tches and cashflow
they just murder things and eat burger king

p-ss the lesson, 187
if i’m not going to heaven, raise h-ll
impatient, sick in the head, so get well
keep their mouth closed, not afraid of the [?]

keep their mouth shut, not even the time will tell
my wolves just hunt and wake up to lunch
little run, my city hatin’ god
paint the town red, never even the arts

read my bible, always carry a cross
gettin’ carried away will get you carried across
the boy with gl-sses, son of a motherf-cking gun
remember me, b-st-rd

[hook (sample)]

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