Bad Azz - Ready 2 Bang lyrics

Shabba dabba doo
Bad Azz, this is another Dogghouse experience
Uh, feels good in here Baby yoo haa, ha ha

If a busta ran up on you
Bad Azz tell me what would you do
We get Ready 2 Bang
That Dogghouse Gangsta Gang, ahh ahow
Psycho like no Dogghouse niggas
So fire up the doo doo we get Ready 2 Bang
That Dogghouse Gangsta Gang, Westcoast

Holla at a playa when you
See me in the streets
I'm often traffic tryin' to get it
Cuz a nigga gotta eat
We can holla if it's 'bout fillin' my plate
I feel like killin' somebody when
A nigga ain't late it's about weight
When you workin' smart shit
It don't flip right
Put the wrong ties and dees
It won't slip right
Get the wrong blunt for the
Weed it won't hit right
And money don't grow on trees
So what I look like
Make moves, can't lose if I do it that way
Fuck a fight
Ain't nobody fin' to put they gat away
That's fast lane
Lil' kids here to blow your head away
Holla at a playa when you
See me in the streets
Who got the cell phones for sale
Who got it crackin' with the heat
Who got the club with the top
Shop and parks for cars
The Ese homies do the paint and
Body shop in the yard
Who got the hook-up with the
Burned out 2 way pagers
Can you give me a vest or a infrared laser
See me
I'm just a smart brother everything made for

Holla at a playa when you
See me on the streets
I'm often traffic tryin' to get it
Cuz a nigga gotta eat
We can holla if it's 'bout fillin' my plate
I feel like killin' somebody when
A nigga ain't late it's about weight
Fuck a few ki's move freight
And you doublin' your money if
You take it upstate
Once you outta town get the
Prices on the pound
Shoot the number to your boy
Have him come on down
With a few of those who know money like y'all
All Lakers say is "Damn
Y'all niggas is ballin"
Y'all back callin' all shots round here
Used to have to bring two Glocks round here
It's about five different gangs and
The cops round here
And today Long Beach's about as
Crazy as it is
And maybe we'll live, every ever even see it
Believe it and how they get
Money ain't no secret
But they gon' try to keep it
From you when they see you
Learn to keep on movin' you gon'
See the tables keep on turnin'
First I was destined with no
Paper and no hoes
Now I got bitches in the show biz glow
So holla at a playa when you
See me in the streets
Don't let the green grab fool you tryin'
To test me with some heat
Cuz bye bye you outta here
Gone see you later
When I'm still here a small
Part outta everything major