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jeezy - bang lyrics

[hook: young jeezy]
hit em up, peace up, a-town down
hit em up, peace up, a-town down
hit em up, peace up, a-town down
if you ain’t from round here dog don’t even come around
twist your fingers up bang motherf-cker bang
throw your hoods up bang motherf-cker bang
eastside
hit em up bang motherf-cker bang
southside
hit em up, bang motherf-cker bang

[verse 1: young jeezy]
do your thug thing gon get em up
represent your side n-gga hit em up
disrespect we gon take it there
we thirty deep lil n-gga we ain’t fighting fair
you better holla at your partners
before we catch them outside and hit they -ss with them choppers
the .45 make my pants sag
catch me bouncing through the club with my black flag
you don’t like it do something n-gga
where i’m from if we don’t like it we do something n-gga
and you know we gon ride homes
stomped a n-gga -ss out until they turn the lights on

[verse 2: t.i.]
me and jeezy on the back street
choppers in the back seat
what we finna do the question’s you ain’t even gotta ask me
desert in my lap and skullcap and a black tee
looking for the n-ggas that say they finna attack me
turn the music down low and let the ‘lac creep
f-ck the police, i give a d-mn if they catch me
wait a minute that’s that n-gga looking at me
let off fifty shots you n-ggas ran like a track meet
i know my partners would have did the job for a flat fee
but seeing them n-ggas bleed is the only thing that’s gon relax me
i’m hands on n-gga d-mn what you say
all them games that you play don’t stand a chance in the a n-gga

[verse 3: lil scr-ppy]
roll up on your block
all the bullsh-t stops
man ho know that i’m the prince so that -ss gon drop
i was born in the a with things in the way
smoke weed everyday
zone three where i stay
yeah i think i’m the sh-t cause i got an ss
but the sh-t a old folk so you can receive the letter
i’m the best of the best
and the freshest of the fresh
gotta pistol black out wit an atlanta hawk vest
gotta lifetime of trouble and my brain still nervous
i don’t rep the a by mistake i do the sh-t on purpose
do it how it’s worth it rim and the cars swerving
it ain’t nothing but lil scr-ppy and g’s up to start murking you

- jeezy lyrics

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