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capone noreaga - bang bang lyrics

(noreaga)
we gon thug this sh-t out
we gon thug this sh-t out
and say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang

we gon thug this sh-t out
we gon thug this sh-t out
and say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang

and throw your sets up n-gg-
gang bang, bang bang
we keep long gats and big chains
i don’t like havin s-x, i like brains
and smoke some spliff, fans wit five in the range
and it’s, nuthin for me, and sh-t on your three
i’m from iraq, twenty minutes from q.b.
i aim you, so you should just let us be
or find yourself shot up, in the hospati
you be leakin, and dole in ya face, some hot teeth
yo it’s nore, but you can call me p.o.p.
and getta dose of the dope, but dope is so deep
only white girl i’ll f-ck, is pamela lee
and i’m gangsta, so some n-gg-s call me g
melvin flynt, hustlin was born in me
so yo b-tch, come and do a poor(?) wit me
or come to north carolina and perform wit me

we gon thug this sh-t out
we gon thug this sh-t out
and say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang

(capone)
yo, yo, yo
i’ma take it back to when i used to pop pistals
sling crystal, gamble on the block with pits out
kept my work in b-tch house, right in the closet
i won’t front i’ll bring the drama n-gg-, right to the projects
when it’s cold, i remain the hottest
i bring the thug n-gg-s, is you booshi?
i leave blood, all in your protis
n-gg-s life styles deserve oscars, you so funny
claim you kingpin – and ain’t even f-ckin wit hoe money
i’m gangsta, been in jail once, check my records
i keep the stash grip wit arma, before i select my weapons
this young mind state, crime infested, i’ma get straight to the message
i spit records, and rep my necklace
do the dog want beef? right where the steps is
i walk the hood, n-gg-s pay homage cause of my essence
it ain’t nuthin, i catch any charge, get out on bail
f-ck record, this sh-t was platinum when it touched the reel

(noreaga)
we gon thug this sh-t out
we gon thug this sh-t out
and say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang

we gon thug this sh-t out
we gon thug this sh-t out
and say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang

(foxy brown)
hot d-mn hoe, here we go again
pop sh-t like a c-ck, +lyte+ weight as your +rocks+, b-tch
you talk slick, f-ck is all that sneak sh-t?
you and diddy y’all kill me with that subliminal sh-t, b-tch
why is you frontin and kickin that street sh-t?
please, impress me, go back to that freak sh-t
while your broke–ss was guzzlin nuts and sh-t
i was choppin the weights, linc and oldz’s and sh-t
a decoy b-tch, like the feds lyin
is you supposed to have a little bitta bed-stuy in ya?
brooklyn don’t raise hoes, just slip, and greys hoes
what b-tch? you’re soft and your p-ssy name hoes
so f-ck ya n-gg-s too, them n-gg-s can get it too
them f-ggots act more b-tch then you
let the n-gg- rest in peace, and hop off his d-ck, b-tch do you
and ya’ll hoes is like “f-ck fox,” well screw ya’ll too
let’s be truthful, give a f-ck if your alb-m push back
or when it hit the streets, b-tch, it’s still weak
it still sound lame, my name still reign
i still pop them thing things, and bang bang, b-tch, rep for ya hood

(noreaga)
we gon thug this sh-t out
we gon thug this sh-t out
and say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang

we gon thug this sh-t out
we gon thug this sh-t out
and say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang
bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang

- capone noreaga lyrics

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