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Thang Back
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Thang Back was released on September 30, 2008 by Asylum as a part of the album Absolute Greatness
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Release DateSeptember 30, 2008
LabelAsylum
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM86

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Drama
DJ Drama
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
D. Cannon
D. Cannon
Songwriter
W. Jackson
W. Jackson
Songwriter

Lyrics

Cocking that thang back
Cocking that thang back
Cocking that thang back
Cocking that thang back
(Oh oh, there goes my clip)
Cocking that thang back
Cocking that thang back
(best believe I got another one, so don't even trip)
Bullet shells on the crime scene, it's day time
See the cars with the high beams
Homicide all around trying to find things
Couple clues, hear the news when the 9 beam
You heard me? You better get you a gun
Young **** saving up, piecing up on one
Have you coughing up blood with a hole in your lung
Fuck around, probably shoot your mom's best friend's son
Where I'm from, it's too small for these all out brawl's
Hoes fighting all the time, titties fall out brawls
And, it's cops everywhere when you step at the mall
Lil **** got to shooting by the food court
Shooting dice, smoking newports, probably die for your chain
Life is too short
Oh yeah, and, by the way, Gun Rue is the place
Either catch you bullet or catch you a case
But, either way, you know we
Cocking that thang back
Cocking that thang back
Cocking that thang back
Cocking that thang back
(Oh oh, there goes my clip)
Cocking that thang back
Cocking that thang back
(best believe I got another one, so don't even trip)
You know my **** ain't playing man
And you know, the way this shit is laying man
If you front and think I won't bang that
It's click clack, we cocking that thang back
They say it's getting worse every summer
Trying to make a name, it's the same new comers
Talking mad shit, but, your gun in the whip
You're parked down the street, plus, your man got the car keys
He said it felt like truck hit him, and every since, when it rains
Say you fuck with him
And, bullets ain't got no name, but
You dumb ass **** ain't got no aim
And it's small time beef, only bring police
Make it hard for a ****, trying to cake in these streets
I think it's something in the water or something in the air
Cause these **** don't care, where I'm from
Cocking that thang back
Cocking that thang back
Cocking that thang back
Cocking that thang back
(Oh oh, there goes my clip)
Cocking that thang back
Cocking that thang back
(best believe I got another one, so don't even trip
[Bridge: Willie The Kid] (2x)
You know my **** ain't playing man
And you know, the way this shit is laying man
If you front and think I won't bang that
It's click clack, we cocking that thang back
Cocking that thang back
Cocking that thang back
Cocking that thang back
Cocking that thang back
(Oh oh, there goes my clip)
Cocking that thang back
Cocking that thang back
(best believe I got another one, so don't even trip
Written by: D. Cannon, W. Jackson
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