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Peak #1,250
Peak in subgenre #720
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2006crellmusic
Uploaded
November 22, 2006
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MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 3:47
Lyrics
BANG OUT
WRITTEN & PRODUCED BY:
(C. ELLIS)
VERSE 1:
SMACK A NIGGA IN HIS MOUTH IF HE KEEP ON TALKING/NIGGA DON’T WANT IT NIGGA KEEP ON WALKING I’M A/HEAD BUSSA BIG DUDE AND STOCKY KIND OF/SO DON’T EVER TRY TO PLAY ME SOFTLY/I’M A NICE DUDE BUT DON’T THINK I’LL SQUEAL/GOT A HEAVY HARD SWING LIKE JERMAINE O’NEIL/KNOCK YA STRAIGHT DOWN TO THE FLO’/GET DOWN ON THE FLO’/WHEN I GET TO STOMPING HARD ON THE FLO’/HEY YOU CAN SEE ME FROM A MILE AWAY/AND I PLAY THE GAME HARD LIKE WALTER PAY/AND I STAY GETTING THIS PAY LIKE I’M MOVING THE YAE/AND IF YOU TRY TO PLAY ME SHORT/THEN I’LL BE MOVING YOUR FACE/I’M A 1, 2 STEP WITH A JAB/GIVING ASS WHOOPINGS OUT/LIKE GOING HOME AND TALKING BACK TO YOUR DAD/NIGGA THIS AINT MATH SO DON’T TRY TO TEST ME/AND I GOT PLENTY WHAT’S INSIDE WHERE YOUR CHEST BE/AND YOU DON’T WANT A NEW PLACE WHERE YOUR REST BE/THE CALIBUR IT ONLY KNOW WHERE YOUR HEAD BE/YOU CAN SEE I GOT THAT TIGER IN ME/AND I’M HOT NIGGA LIKE I GOT THAT FIRE IN ME/
CHORUS:
REAL NIGGAS BANG OUT/HOOD NIGGAS BANG OUT/THUG NIGGAS BANG OUT BANG OUT/GHETTO BITCHES BANG OUT/THOROUGH BITCHES BANG OUT/BAD BITCH BANG OUT BANG OUT/
VERSE 2:
I KEEP BIG BILLS ROLLED UP/AND I’M SO SICK NIGGA LIKE THROW UP BANG OUT/YOU DON’T WANNA SEE A NIGGA WITH THEM THANGS OUT/STRAIGHT IN THE AIR LIKE WHEN R KELLS CAME OUT/I STAY ON THE GRIND CAUSE MONEY IS TIME/AND IF YOU AINT GOT MONEY DON’T BE WASTING MY TIME/NIGGA I’LL EAT YOUR ASS UP SO FAST/QUICKER THAN A DRUNK BITCH WHEN SHE TIPPING THE GLASS/THE ONLY THING THAT YOU TIPPING IS A WAITER WITH CASH/WHILE I’M GETTING BLESSED WITH A FINE BITCH WITH AN ASS/SEE I’M TOO GUTTA NIGGA YOU STRAIGHT LAME/AND I’LL HIT YOU IN YOUR FACE JUST TO RISE YOUR FAME/I GOT THIS GAME/AND YOU DON’T MIX PLEASURE WITH PAIN/I’M TAKING OVER PUT YOUR PLEASURE TO SHAME/WHEN YOU HEAR MY NAME/YOU BETTER RUN NIGGA RUN/I HANG WITH ERYKAH WE TAGED TEAMED WHEN WE TOOK MAMA’S GUN/AND I DON’T DO SHIT FOR FUN I’M SINCERE/I RATHER HANG OUT IN THE CRIB AND DRINK BEER/CAUSE WHEN I COME OUT THINGS GET A LITTLE ROWDY/BEAT A NIGGA UP THEN I’M OUTTY
CHORUS:
VERSE 3:
SEE I’M RUNNING WITH A SHORT FUSE/AND I’M COMING WORSTER THAN YOUR LANDLORD WHEN THE RENT’S DUE/YA TIME IS UP AND MINE JUST STARTED SEE I’M/GETTING MONEY MAN AND YOU CAN’T STOP IT SO JUST/SIT BACK IN THE SHADE AND COOL DOWN/CAUSE I BURN LIKE THE WEATHER IN JUNE I’M HOT NOW/HARD HEAD A NIGGA MAN TURN HIS LIGHTS DOWN/PUT HIM IN THE TRUNK THEN SAVE HIM FOR THE HOUNDS/MAKE HIS FACE RED NOW HE LOOKING LIKE A CLOWN/NOW I’M ACTING LIKE SNOOP GO AHEAD BOW DOWN/
