Bangin Lyrics

Bangin lyrics

West syy eed 

Huh niggaz be like wonderin where tha Ice Cream Man been at


I been down South countin my marbles nigga 

But I got two sides


Damn it feels good to be back in the Yea Area I mean the Westside 

With these motherfuckin West Coast Bad Boyz 

Westside Connection Ice
Cube W.C. and Mack 10 

Nigga y'all know the Westside is Bout It Bout It


It's the I N G L E here to trouble you, W double-oh D 

See me, I
take this gangbang shit to hold mouthes 

Beach coup, the hood patrol wit
my flag in ya mommas style 

I throw my set up, I ret up, Nigga I break up


No hollow points so I don't jam tha tec up, dog 

I put tha Cavi all
day to parlay, when niggaz trip I spray 

Then is anybody here all day,
shit I trizit to my clizit 

Who wanna fuck wit it, since tha World is a
ghetto 

looks like I'm stuck wit it, Killa Cali is the state murder 

Everyday it's a homie, lay my rag in a casket and retaliate 

Nigga who
is you, what side is you, red or blue 

I gets my drop on, I regulate the
turf I stomp on 

Everytime I see some I grabs me gun 

Red rum red
rum and Inglewood is where I be from 

Boom boom bang on I bust back, fuck
that 

Loud strings in my chucks and a maroon velvet golf hat 

I let
my holsters hang loose, no truce, no tamin 

Westside niggaz for life,
it's gangbangin 

Chorus: 

Red rag blue rag, watchin niggaz sag 

44 mag, throwin up flags 

If you Bout it what you claimin, fuck what
you slangin 

Ain't no tamin Westside gangbangin 

What do I got get
high for, what would I lie for 

And what would I die for 

Westside
is the best side you got to know 

Keep a calico by the bedside, this what
I'm all about 

Now which one of y'all motherfuckers shot up my momma's
house? 

It ain't no