| Aiyo, what the fuck? |
| Y’all thought this was a game?
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| Y’all better back the fuck up/bacdafucup
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| Onyx is coming through
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| They the ones that started that ol’wild, thugged out
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| grimey, go hard, gully, get your ass beat on and off stage shit
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| Nigga what?
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| It’s the O-N-Y-X
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| Where my niggas? |
| Get rowdy, throw up your techs
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| You wanna bang then bang, nigga throw your set
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| Onyx reppin’for the hood, every project
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| That’s right it’s the O-N-Y-X
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| Where my niggas? |
| Get rowdy, throw up your techs
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| You wanna bang then bang, nigga throw your set
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| Onyx reppin’for the hood, every project
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| You wanna bang nigga bang, fucking bang your set
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| Wanna play gun rap, I’ll arrange ya death
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| My tech disconnect
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| Arms, legs, necks from chest
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| Shots split you
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| Rip through tissue
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| Raps most dangerous, ravenous
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| I’ll leave the booth covered with remains of shit
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| Put the four-five blitz on the dot six range
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| Ice your frame and hang ya banger by his chain
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| This is Crip talk, Blood New York
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| Blow ya brains in your hand, nigga hold that thought
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| From outta the dark
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| Niggas get money from gat dealin'
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| Dead rappers body get found in back of buildings
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| We started this shit
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| We the heart of this shit
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| Onyx motherfucker, hard as it get
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| We at war so wha-what
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| Get your arms up Nigga front, get your whole projects barked up I got a million niggas, cockin nines
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| You don’t know us kid, you better hide your shine
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| And if you see a nigga with jewels on his neck
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| Stick em up, Stick em up, Stick em up Back on the scene, gun with the beam
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| All you see is white, turn you red for the green
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| Niggas better move, Onyx coming through
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| Every track I’m on I turn black and blue
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| I can’t, come from the head, I come from the heart
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| I shit hip-hop, nigga wipe my ass with the source
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| Ain’t no nigga dead or alive fuckin with this
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| Need a second opinion? |
| Ask your bitch
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| Walk through NYC to CPT
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| We 'bout blow up again like WTC
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| I changed the Benz sign to a crucifix
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| Onyx pull up with three 6's like six, six, six
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| BLAOW! |
| Techs up cause we bust rowd'
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| Shoot through your door
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| Watch bodies lift off the floor
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| Runnin’up the steps with a 100 shots gunnin'
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| Murder scene left so gross you can’t stomach
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| My team built strong like steal bars in prison
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| twenty five to life, my brothers in hell biddin'
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| We bang on the charts, send flames to the top
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| Niggas move on your spot, take blocks
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| Bang to this
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| I blaze shit like an arsonist
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| It sprays the mist, to stack up your carcasses
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| What bitch nigga you get blast apart
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| Reppin O-P-M, till the casket drop |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bang 2 Dis , by - Onyx. Song from the album Bacdafucup II, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп