mc ren - bang wit me lyrics
[verse 1: bigg rocc]
point blank range in your face
you’re curvin’ slow, that’s the pose you wanna p-ss
n-gg- that’s your -ss, in this fast life to live
sh-t happens quick
plus, a n-gg- like you, was on the john doe list
of n-gg-z to get hit, never liked you anyway
so i chose to do the sh-t, and make my get away
the job is done, i hit my n-gg- ren phone up like “come on my n-gg-”
that’s the word n-gg-‘s called
f-ck him, make his burial plans
let us get back on track and stick to our plans
(sho) don’t slap, and (b) for start
go for that n-gg- heart, that’s the weakest of the sparts
n-gg-z don’t recognize and show respect
like n.w.a, you n-gg-z get chin checked
ugh, lived your life of the lose script
wanna be korny soprano with no f-ckin’ ammo
[chorus x2: bigg rocc]
when i step in the room it’s crackin’ peanuts
n-gg-z bang with me, n-gg- throw your hood up
b-tch bang with me, cause she don’t give a f-ck
gettin’ money til our mothaf-ckin’ time is up
[verse 2: bigg rocc]
i’m in the ghetto, makin’ a livin’
mamma never said you’ll get rich off chickens
but the game is f-cked, there’s no more riches
so i shook into the chronic, smoke by the b-tches
some, n-gg- serves nothin’ but ounces
keep me tight, and my 64 bouncin’
keep me high like white boys climbin’ mountains
but stay on alert, and watch my surroundings
cause n-gg- is, all about that greed
it’s like a disease in every family tree
f-ckin’ with mine, you b-tch n-gg-z gon’ bleed
i’m like the stop sign [tyre screeching] n-gg-z better learn to read
i only spit, that g-ngb-ng sh-t
that ghetto sh-t, so handcuff your b-tch
i don’t want that trick, keep her choose her shoes
dirty ends, scuffed up on p-ssy on news
[chorus: bigg rocc]
when i step in the room it’s crackin’ peanuts
n-gg-z bang with me, n-gg- throw your hood up
b-tch bang with me, cause she don’t give a f-ck
gettin’ money til our mothaf-ckin’ time is up
[verse 3: chip dirty]
we keep it bangin’ like crawls and start dodgin’ you, f-ggots
n-gg-z sleep with the maggots when i attacked them “yeah”
then jack it with a full medal, latch it like stiletto
time is fertile, but the mothaf-ckers won’t let me go
never, ever, i’m a smooth criminal, ride with two criminals
guns with two serials, numbers erased
face off like nate paid
put them barnacles to play, put them little things away
fool stay off the big toys, f-ckin’ with big boys
bringin’ that big noise, bangin’ that sh-t, boy
cause this is the sh-t that’ll scatter your sh-t
or spatter your sh-t, a faith won’t matter and sh-t
you matter this sh-t, ain’t no way john doe spit
when crime done lit, mothaf-ckers repent
kingpin, -ss dragons, sparkin’ the street
chip dirty in this mothaf-cker spittin’ this heat…
[chorus x4: bigg rocc]
when i step in the room it’s crackin’ peanuts
n-gg-z bang with me, n-gg- throw your hood up
b-tch bang with me, cause she don’t give a f-ck
gettin’ money til our mothaf-ckin’ time is up
[outro: sample of notorious b.i.g’s gettin’ money remix]
get money, get money, get money
get money, get money, get money
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