Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bang Bang , by - La Coka Nostra. Song from the album A Brand You Can Trust, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 06.07.2009
Record label: Suburban Noize
Song language: English
Bang Bang |
| If they’re taking what you earned and you always getting burned |
| Put their face on the curb, you gots to bang bang |
| They wanna take what you got or they’re blowing up the spot |
| I don’t care if he’s a cop, you gots to bang bang |
| Jealousy is a bitch, if he twitch he’s a snitch |
| Trigger finger got the itch, you gots to bang bang |
| You wanna fuck with my gang? |
| We’ll be bringing you the pain |
| It ain’t ever gonna change |
| They say the pen’s like a sword right before my sawed-off shotty was born |
| Knock on your door, pop your entire mind on the floor |
| Murder the usual clients just to gain the acceptance |
| Of a circle of super tyrants in a race for weapons |
| Most popular of course the AK-47 |
| Bought a dirty bomb for nine hundred K in North Yemen |
| We the shifty-faced personification of militants |
| Facilitate pistols spray incredible distance |
| Behind the scenes of intrigue and the cold technology |
| Orchestrated chaos catapult fear in society |
| Seeds are planted, deceit and evil seize the planet |
| Make your choice: feast or famine |
| We creep with cannons |
| And spray everything like a fire truck and such |
| Still smoking like somebody just sparked up a Dutch |
| Or the Branch Davidian compound around town |
| Doomsday can start now, motherfuck a count down |
| If they’re taking what you earned and you always getting burned |
| Put their face on the curb, you gots to bang bang |
| They wanna take what you got or they’re blowing up the spot |
| I don’t care if he’s a cop, you gots to bang bang |
| Jealousy is a bitch, if he twitch he’s a snitch |
| Trigger finger got the itch, you gots to bang bang |
| You wanna fuck with my gang? |
| We’ll be bringing you the pain |
| It ain’t ever gonna change |
| Recognise, analyze, mobilize, analyze the great white hope |
| Irish pope being canonized |
| The portrait’s painted, about to get sainted |
| Any single kingdom you from, I’ll reign it |
| The hustle been tainted, the plot’s been foiled |
| The whole world sold out, you all got spoiled |
| I spit that flame, I spark that fire |
| All the woods bow down and they call me sire |
| I’m the true peckerwood Caucasoid messiah |
| I’m a crazy baldhead, death’s when I retire |
| You can’t burn my kingdom if it’s made of fire |
| You was born from a bitch so you was born a liar |
| If they’re taking what you earned and you always getting burned |
| Put their face on the curb, you gots to bang bang |
| They wanna take what you got or they’re blowing up the spot |
| I don’t care if he’s a cop, you gots to bang bang |
| Jealousy is a bitch, if he twitch he’s a snitch |
| Trigger finger got the itch, you gots to bang bang |
| You wanna fuck with my gang? |
| We’ll be bringing you the pain |
| It ain’t ever gonna change |
| Yeah, I ain’t here to talk it out man, fuck a dialogue |
| I’m an enemy, you want a friend? |
| Go and buy a dog |
| If the methods to my madness is idiotic |
| And violence is a disease, then everybody in my city got it |
| I pack a banger and I hang around with crooks |
| Who run across the country making money off the books |
| I’m gluttonous and greedy just as hungry as it looks |
| I seen they wouldn’t feed me so I took it like a jux (gimme that!) |
| My eyes are open, head is racing forever |
| Got an army behind me, a federation of terror |
| They can blindly define me as the insomniac zombie |
| Who shot ya, look at ya, you remind me of Gandhi |
| It goes three times in the chest, point blank range |
| Forty-four right on the back like Danny Ainge |
| The cocaine makes my brain so strange |
| One up in the chamber, let the bullets go bang! |
| If they’re taking what you earned and you always getting burned |
| Put their face on the curb, you gots to bang bang |
| They wanna take what you got or they’re blowing up the spot |
| I don’t care if he’s a cop, you gots to bang bang |
| Jealousy is a bitch, if he twitch he’s a snitch |
| Trigger finger got the itch, you gots to bang bang |
| You wanna fuck with my gang? |
| We’ll be bringing you the pain |
| It ain’t ever gonna change |