Bang, Bang (feat. Foxy Brown)

[Noreaga] We gon thug this shit out We gon thug this shit out And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang We gon thug this shit out We gon thug this shit out And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang And throw your sets up nigga Gang bang, bang bang We keep long gats and big chains I don't like havin sex, I like brains And smoke some spliff, fans wit five in the range And it's, nuthin for me, and shit on your three I'm from Iraq, twenty minutes from Q.B. I aim you, so you should just let us be Or find yourself shot up, in the hospati You be leakin, and Dole in ya face, some hot tea Yo it's Nore, but you can call me P.O.P. And getta dose of the dope, but dope is so deep Only white girl I'll fuck, is Pamela Lee And I'm gangsta, so some niggas call me G Melvin Flynt, hustlin was born in me So yo bitch, come and do a porn wit me Or come to North Carolina and perform wit me We gon thug this shit out We gon thug this shit out And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang We gon thug this shit out We gon thug this shit out And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang [Capone] Yo, yo, yo I'ma take it back to when I used to pop pistals Sling crystal, gamble on the block with pits out Kept my work in bitch house, right in the closet I won't front I'll bring the drama nigga, right to the projects When it's cold, I remain the hottest I bring the thug niggas, is you booshi? I leave blood, all in your protis Niggas life styles deserve Oscars, you so funny Claim you kingpin - and ain't even fuckin wit hoe money I'm gangsta, been in jail once, check my records I keep the stash grip wit arma, before I select my weapons This young mind state, crime infested, I'ma get straight to the message I spit records, and rep my necklace Do the dog want beef? Right where the steps is I walk the hood, niggas pay homage cause of my essence It ain't nuthin, I catch any charge, get out on bail Fuck record, this shit was platinum when it touched the reel [Noreaga] We gon thug this shit out We gon thug this shit out And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang We gon thug this shit out We gon thug this shit out And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang [Foxy Brown] Hot damn hoe, here we go again Pop shit like a cock, +Lyte+ weight as your +Rocks+, bitch You talk slick, fuck is all that sneak shit? Y'all kill me with that subliminal shit, bitch Why's you frontin and kickin that street shit? Please, impress me, go back to that freak shit While your broke-ass was guzzlin nuts and shit I was choppin the weights, Linc and Oldz's and shit A decoy bitch, like the Feds lyin Ain't you supposed to have a little bitta Bed-Stuy in ya? Brooklyn don't raise hoes, just slip, and graze hoes What bitch? You're soft and your pussy name hoes So fuck ya niggas too, them niggas can get it too Them faggots act more bitch then you Let the nigga rest in peace, and hop off his dick, bitch do you And ya'll hoes is like "Fuck Fox," well screw ya'll too Let's be truthful, give a fuck if your album push back Or when it hit the streets, bitch, you're still weak You still sound lame and my name still reign I still pop them thing things, and bang bang, bitch, rep for ya hood [Noreaga] We gon thug this shit out We gon thug this shit out And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang We gon thug this shit out We gon thug this shit out And say bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang Bang bang, bang bang, bang bang, bang bang