Get Yo Bang On Lyrics

Get Yo Bang On lyrics

-----on da phone-----

 Yeah ?

 Aight, nigga! [???] just came on the block

 and try to smash on all the homies,nigga.

 Who, who, nigga, what happened?

 Ey, nigga, get your shit!

 What happened, dog?

 Get your shit!

 What?

 Just meet me on the block.

 I'm on my way!

 

 Chorus:

 I don't know about you, but all I wanna do is get my bang on

 Stay strapped wit my sack

 While niggas watch my back

 Well, nigga, get your bang on

 

 

 (Verse 1 -Squeak Ru )

 Mack, I hear some niggas got a problem wit the [woosh ?]

 I see the niggas got they straps and they ready in the hood

 So I'm loadin up my weapons, steppin

 Callin up the crew cuz ass whoopin we ain't acceptin

 And I ain't lettin shit go

 Niggas got to back up, bow down or get wet up wit ammo

 Muthafuckers got to pay

 or [?????] in the night cuz I don't play

 

 (Verse 2 -Mack 10)

 At night I can't sleep, I'm tossin and turnin

 So I stay full of 'yak and smoke sermon

 Got a [???] to my name and though the hood's gettin bigger

 I'm paranoid and sleepin wit my finger on the trigger

 And now my bitches stressin that I'm livin [brome ?]

 Cuz I'm fresh out the pen and get my serve on

 It's all about murder where me and Squeak from

 So fuck the enemies and we dumpin when we see some, so

 

 Chorus

 It's the life of a G I got to live

 

 (Verse 3 -Squeak Ru)

 Them rocks movin slow on the block

 Nigga, One Time hot and we just lost the dope spot

 Got me curb servin under pressure

 I'm so paranoid at night I keep my glock [and my dress on ?]

 

 (Verse 4 -Mack 10)

 All these 187s got my mind undisstressed

 And even claimin Dub S, you need a bullet-proof vest

 You know the gang, nigga, when you dog and you loccin

 Kill the first thang movin [and ?] just the first thang smokin

 

 (Verse 5 -Squeak Ru)

 All I wanna hear is buckshots and guts out

 Niggas gaspin for they breath is the type of shit I'm talkin 'bout

 You niggas cruisin 'fore I bruisin

 Ey, Mack, get your ammo, cock the tool that you're usin

 

 (Verse 6 -Mack 10)

 Peel ya dome to the back, dog

 Cuz when it comes to the wood, they better know how to act, dog

 Connect Gang, punk , yell the hood out and bustin

 Nigga, fuck every clique that ain't down wit us, fuck em

 

 (Verse 7 -Squeak Ru)

 Fuck em and feed em dish

 Niggas get dismissed

 Connect Gang [faint ?] at the top of the list

 

 (Verse 8 -Mack 10)

 You wit colored bandanas and clips like bananas

 Homicides when we ride, so the world wanna ban us, nigga

 

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