Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bang, artist - The Game. Album song Doctor's Advocate, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Geffen
Song language: English
Bang |
K: You got them funny ass colors on, take it off |
G: If you in the club with ice on we takin’off |
D: I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it off |
K: What? |
D: Sh-Sh-Shake it off, or get banged on Gettin’my bang on, red strings on Luis Vuitton kicks, Luis Vuitton frames on Luis Vuitton belt holdin’the fo'-five |
You know who I am bitch, I’m Mr. Westside |
This West West or nothin'- get your pistols, get your flag |
Gangstas we love to sag, we cock it back and blast |
Like booyaka-booyaka, we lay the party down |
G-G-Game, Dogg Pound |
Everybody get down |
Look nigga… I nurture and breed |
I ain’t never gave a fuck about a bitches needs |
And bitch niggaz try to invade our town |
I’ma lay 'em down, spray the 'K and get out |
Say goodbye to the '6−4, hello to the '6-trey |
He ain’t never seen hydraulics, look at his bitch face |
Up, down — now watch my shit scrape |
Daz call Snoop, I’ma Crip Walk to get Dre |
and Blood Bounce back, heat on the track |
Dribble rock like Wade and bounce like Shaq |
Throw a O in the pot and watch it bounce right back |
Like that (like that?) like that |
K: You got them funny ass colors on, take it off |
G: If you in the club with ice on we takin’off |
D: I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it off |
K: What? |
D: Sh-Sh-Shake it off, or get banged on We street connected, respected, I gets pathetic |
When I did it I must admit it, so nigga go and rep it Lil’homies around her constantly on smash mode |
Lil’niggaz with pistols that blowin’out your asshole |
Bang how we give it, the culture that we live in Fresh out the hospital or fresh out the prison |
Real niggaz for life, the roots of the G tree |
We not S-T-A-R's, we don’t put stars in our shoes |
Bitch we put the whole car on the shoes |
You don’t wanna see my car on the news |
I’ll «Set It Off"like Queen Latifah, red beam on the nina |
Bang out, chippin’in traffic, dippin’the classic |
Dippin’to classics, whoopin’that ass |
It’s hood niggaz ready to get it, your bitch can get it Cause I know she’ll suck a dick in less than a minute |
Cuz, I’ma have to show him where the house at Two milli macks, semi-automatic situational attack |
In the back with a sack, Cadillac all black |
Like this and like that |
Bang, broken like glass and plastic |
Bang out on him with the mask and plastic |
We got access to massive plastiques |
Purchased last week, D.P.G.C. |
Bang |
K: You got them funny ass colors on, take it off |
G: If you in the club with ice on we takin’off |
D: I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it off |
K: What? |
D: Sh-Sh-Shake it off, or get banged on |
(Kurupt) |
Here come them outta town niggaz, what up Blood? |
(What up cuz? They don’t even know what 2Pac first album was) |
Should I tell 'em Blood? |
(Nah, fuck 'em loc) |
Me and Kurupt three-wheelin'on the hundred spokes |
(Dash, brake, bounce and scrape) |
Run up on the '6−4, see the AK’s |
(Bang) like Eazy, (Bang) like Dre |
(Bang) like Snoop, (Bang) in L.A. |
(Bang) like Crips and Bloods |
From now on, wear a Bathing Ape hoodie get stripped in the club |
Like a bitch in the club, watch him strip in the club |
You like ice creams? |
Get a banana split in the club |
No jewelry, you can’t wear shit in the club |
And that go for every nigga and bitch in the club |
So you better take it off 'fore you get in the club |
Game and Dogg Pound along side sittin’on dubs |
Remember that |
K: You got them funny ass colors on, take it off |
G: If you in the club with ice on we takin’off |
D: I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it off |
K: What? |
D: Sh-Sh-Shake it off, or get banged on |