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So you wanna bang

So You Wanna Bang
I Just Love To Bang
With The Best Of Them
So You Got Your Gun
So You Wanna Bang
I Just Love To Bang
So You Pull That Thing
And You Let It Ring
O.G.'s Got Shot
Strung Out On The Block
I Came Back To Los
Street Sweeping The Lops
You Dead Wrong
In The Streets It’s On
Muthafucker Cook Crack
And Have Your Bitch In A Thong
Then A Fiend Came And Told Me
What He Seen Last Night
A Homeboy From The Hood
With The F.B.I
Conversating
He Seen The Pay Off
Ese On A Dark Street
With The Car Lights Off
So I Had A Bitch Call Em
Homie Close To 9
But Lil Did He Know
2 Killers Inside
With A Plan
To Smoke Him And The Bitch
Cause I Ain’t Gonna Leave
Another Person To Snitch
That’s How We Do It
Ain’t No Fucking Around
If The Feds Come Asking
They Get Dissed Like Clowns
Shove The Badge Up Your Ass
Cause It Don’t Mean Shit
Say A Word To The Pigs
And Your Wig Get Split
So You Wanna Bang
I Just Love To Bang
With The Best Of Them
So You Got Your Gun
So You Wanna Bang
I Just Love To Bang
So You Pull That Thing
And You Let It Ring
Fuck Love
I Gots To Move These Dubs
And If I Got A Prob
I Just Murder And Robb
I’m A Skitzo
My Ink Make Em Bleed
Politicking With The G’s
Over Felonies
And You Ain’t On The Prowl (La Criminal)
You At The Pad With Your Bitch
Smacking Her Up
Cause She All On My Dick
But As Soon As You Swing
You’ll Be Dead In The Ring
All Broke No Bling
I’ll Fucken Piss On Your Click
You New Booty Muthafucker
You Studio Gangster
I Never Break A Sweat
For No Punk Ass Rapper
I Dissed You Fools
Cause You Phony And Fake
And If You Really Had Balls
You Would Floss That Weight
I Don’t Kick It With Bitches
Just Straight Drug Dealers
I Might Do It Myself
Or Might Send Some Killers
Cause You Talk About My Case (Lokota)
Like Your Ass Turned State
Ese 20 All Together
Get Spit At Your Frame
So You Wanna Bang
I Just Love To Bang
With The Best Of Them
So You Got Your Gun
So You Wanna Bang
I Just Love To Bang
So You Pull That Thing
And You Let It Ring