Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bangers, artist - The Alchemist. Album song 1st Infantry Instrumentals, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.11.2005
Record label: Koch
Song language: English
Bangers |
Yeah, I’m here nigga |
Banks, G-G-G-G, G Unit |
Now don’t try to stand next to me (Right) |
Cause I’m the nigga they came here to see (Right) |
Ain’t nothing 'round here for free (Right) |
And I’m here to let these mothafuckas know |
That I’ll do anything for the dough (Right) |
A felony walkin out the front do' (Right) |
Ain’t a mothafucka I gotta change fo' (Right) |
Therefore I’ma be this way until I go |
Guess who walk around with diamond chains and rings on 'em |
A pair of throwback Jordan’s, with the wings on 'em |
With all this talking I’m guessing they got them things on 'em |
Cause if not Milli’s the Forty Cal’s a ring on 'em |
I know your kind getting by leave the city quick |
Niggas bleed just like us, I’m on that Biggie shit |
First of all I’m sup-posed to ball |
I’m sup-posed to have coast to, coast to calls |
And your niggas on your CD’s garbage |
Yeah, they shooting but they missing, spraying up the wall like graffiti artist |
Some niggas by the bootleg but go and cop the real shit |
Cause the fans love us I’m nicer than grandmothers |
I wake up get dressed put on my tan butters |
It been this way since Puma’s and Super Man cover’s |
A ice pick could do your liver harm |
And have you screaming in the back of the club louder than Lil' Jon |
You now looking at the hood meal ticket seven thou on my wrist |
It’s kinda hard to keep the balance with this, it keeps the challengers pissed |
I vacate to different islands and twist |
And back home where the violence exist, nines, silencers, fifths |
We buy mileage as gifts as well as man’s best friend |
And I don’t own no rottweillers and pits |
It’s getting extremely hard for the man to roam |
With little kids putting this picture on the camera phone |
Shit change now that the cameras on |
A bitch will jeopardize the marriage to fuck you when they man is gone |
These niggas rambling on about the paper that they getting stop it |
I got more money than you in my little pocket |
Yeah, I’m stingy so it’s stretch long, with G-Unit sweats on |
Thread needle to Teflon, Des' Eagle and vest on |
Cause everybody ain’t enthused |
That’s your name’s around about good news, fuck you! |