Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bang On 'em , by - Prodigy. Release date: 26.03.2007
Song language: English
Bang On 'em |
| Bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em |
| Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em |
| I’ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em |
| Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em |
| I’ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em |
| Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em |
| I’ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em |
| Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em |
| I’ma bang |
| Ayo, my hood broke my heart into pieces |
| Dunn the streets took my dreams and shattered them |
| And turn me into a preacher |
| Minds to money got me not givin' a fuck |
| All I care about is muzik and who I gotta cut |
| With the Mac, uzi, .47, pick a weapon |
| Six million ways to die, my .25 endin' |
| When I pop him in the gut, I drop him where they stunt |
| I try keepin' it peace but that shit’s for chumps |
| Projects fucked me up, made me strong as ox |
| Made the nigga cold blooded, ain’t no friends on the block |
| This the comrades and coldies, the crooked ass police |
| Playin' cracks in the pocket send you up in creek |
| Look don’t ask me why Queensbridge can’t stick together |
| If you don’t know the answer then you don’t know the ghetto |
| Everybody don’t get along and that’s what it is |
| We either shootin' when we shoot them niggas or we gon' get hit |
| Bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em |
| Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em |
| I’ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em |
| Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em |
| I’ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em |
| Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em |
| I’ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em |
| Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em |
| I’ma bang |
| Ayo, my own niggas turned on me, B.I.G wasn’t lyin' |
| When he said, the ones who smoke blunts with you be conversant |
| They was plottin' on my demise, they wanted my seed |
| At the head of the table but I’m permanently chief |
| I don’t care how many bodies you got on your gun |
| You either submit or go and start your own gang son |
| Everybody wants to be boss, it ain’t enough soldiers |
| Everybody wants to call shots, it ain’t enough shooter |
| And it really hurts my soul that we can’t click |
| But whatever it’ll never be the same again |
| And when I see you niggas, you already know what it is |
| And if you don’t, you gon' find out the hard way kid |
| Tried to make it work, but now I’m on some other shit |
| I’m greedy with that limelight now you ain’t gettin' none of it |
| Bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em |
| Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em |
| I’ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em |
| Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em |
| I’ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em |
| Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em |
| I’ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em |
| Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em |
| I’ma bang |