
lirik lagu bang bang boogie - murdergram
[intro: hocus 45th & p.o.]
ayo p.o. (what’s good, mo’?)
n~ggas said they gon’ do us dirty, mo’ (oh, word?)
well, i guess they gotta do ten thousand n~ggas dirty then
you know i’m sayin’? this bang bang boogie, n~gga
n~ggas know what the f~ck it is
we ain’t playing with none of y’all n~ggas, mo’
from the jails to the motherf~ckin’ court cells
know i’m sayin’?
[verse 1: hocus 45th]
when it’s war then it’s war, no sh~t talk
no threats, no press, no diss song
better watch your tongue, n~gga, ‘fore i shoot your lips off
and take it to the guns, n~gga, this is what i live for
over here, we known for hittin’ big dogs
rest in peace, carter, hines and b.o., n~gga, the list long
no disrespect but n~gga, this is real talk
these n~ggas talkin’ sh~t that they ain’t built for
can’t stop, won’t stop, letting thе heater pop
i’ma spit the lеad til the feds free my n~gga drop
why you starin’? i know you see the watch
but reach a n~gga watch, i see them in the box
give ’em stuffed sh~lls, nah, feed ’em to your hot
let the 45th give you a seizure, n~gga
look, now he screamin’ like a b~tch
don’t call no ambulance for him, leave the n~gga like he his
[verse 2: s~one]
ayo, it’s murdergram, homie, where we murder for grams, homie
why shoot your man? don’t you know we the clan, homie
i ain’t cam, homie, don’t you run on his lamb, homie
bang bang boogie wolves, you lookin’ like lam, homie
internet gangstas sendin’ comments, they spittin’, homie
carried the .9, ’cause mac~11s, they jam on me
i know you fake ’cause your man phony
bring the jail sh~t to the street, well, this ain’t the kin, homie
this is the concrete where soldiers make dogs bleed
the boogie down bronx don’t look nothin’ like palm beach
bronx representer, hit the club and the weapons enter
this a machine, n~gga, ain’t no separate n~ggas
so here’s the ghetto oath, seven words, treat your brother
as you go, treat yourself, n~gga, huddle close
if it’s love, keep a n~gga at heart
we doing this sh~t from the crack houses to the chart, it’s murder
[verse 3: mysonne]
these n~ggas make threats more, i make them sketch though
i ain’t have it like “d~mn, where’s chesco?”
where the bone in the flesh go? you wanna bang
it ain’t a thing, we can bang, n~gga, let’s go
you know you f~ckin’ with the best though
my clan strong and we transform like deceptos
get my hands on him, he gone, it’s death mode
n~gga, feel like i said something wrong, s~o
you corny n~gga, don’t be a vegetable
don’t be the target where the slugs from that weapon go
these n~ggas know what i’m reppin’ for
that bang bang boogie, boogie bang~bang
chain gang, every n~gga with me named ring
i put in work and they do the same thing
so if it’s beef with hoc’ and p.o
it’s beef with the whole machine, mo’, we know
it’s just a rumor, i don’t believe those
i see you motherf~ckers is street clones
[verse 4: cuban link]
i gets ’em open like a grammar dope
straight off the banana boat like tone montana
came from havana with my hammer and my bronx bandana
chasin’ the fame and glamour, y’all can catch it all on camera
plannin’ our banter, nah, we plan to blow beyond the scanner
bang bang boogie, we write our own spangled banners
even them bamas in atlanta love our country grammar
y’all better watch your manners ‘fore we send y’all home to nana
with more ho~ho~ho’s than that n~gga santa
they understand us in the hood, we good
take some real cats to put the bronx back where it should
it’s the concrete jungle, better tuck in your goods
somethin’ we see, we the reason why they shooker than woods
we got lions, bears, tigers, oh my
snakes, rats, crocodiles, creepin’ on by
we even got them elephants eatin’ the folks dry
that’s why i keep a bird’s eye, fly pelican fly
[verse 5: lord tariq]
either you be out or you be in, n~gga
you be spouse or you be kin, n~gga
wife or homie, the .9 be chromy
this bang bang boogie solely, ice rolly
the model, f~ck whites, i’m kobe
colorado fried, some fries and a four~piece
the piece is a four, my pieces’ll go
the pieces that glow on a peace to l.o., no
way no, how? the bx cash cow
the bx cash now, i suggest you bow down
and praise the lord, we sprays ’em all
and y’all hoping that we player, no, facin’ all
in the strapper, see the drama with the llama
debatin’, you with hilary and, um, i’m obama
i can easily turn into osama, why y’all jettin’?
i’m addressin’ all drama, what the problem?
[outro: cuban link & dj famous]
bang bang boogie
alright now, we going in
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