President T, Cel22, Frisco - Bang lyrics

Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang (got my ting pointing at your wigback)
Bang kill of killy, fassy
Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang (got my ting pointing at your wigback)
Bang

Get one nigga like gun
Guns, think you've been bussin' that for fun?
No, come around you'll get stung
Sting, niggas be the bees in the bling
Ok, not even a bar, no way
No day cause I take chat from no bray
Who? Me and my big man crew
Slew who? You must be sick with flu
Nigga move when time I step in the place
(in the place) , up to fans you ain't great
Lies, won't get a nigga nowhere
Look in my eyes and they see no fear, oh yeah
Well I come to see what's real in the hood
Might just hear shots kill, then I would
Mate like if I ain't strapped
If I am, stand my ground and cap cap

Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang (got my ting pointing at your wigback)
Bang kill of killy, fassy
Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang (got my ting pointing at your wigback)
Bang

Many emcees love to laugh and joke
If I was you, I wouldn't laugh and joke
Look in your pocket
Can't see enough for a can of coke
Talk about ganja
Go buy a single if you wanna smoke
Oi geez, where's it all coming from?
All this sloppy emceeing, all this sleeze
I'd rather listen to an hour
Of cough and sneeze emcee properly
I don’t wanna hear no cough and sneeze
President T finds out he ain't got enough
For a toasted ham on cheese
I make ‘nough of these emcees look
Like toasted ham on cheese (uhm)
Test Pres T you get kill of killy
Smack inna the jaw bruv, kill off killy

Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang (got my ting pointing at your wigback)
Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang (got my ting pointing at your wigback)
Bang

Got guns you won’t pull a damn thing
You could barely pull your own hamstring
I get rowdy call me
Too cold on road, hand on my gat sheath
I’m ruff riding, are you strapped?
Is Cel too quick? No, you can’t catch him
Try catch him, match him, get lacked
Cell double two, who that, do the mackin’
Come ‘round the ends you’ll hear bang bang
Man wanna rap with shanks
You’ll get bang banged
Forget swinging it out I’m not Van Damme
Gun put to uppercut man with bang bang
Got guns, man are badman
Don’t care if you got guns, you don’t bang
Put bang bang straight to your pelvis
Informants talk shit, get bang

Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang (got my ting pointing at your wigback)
Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang (got my ting pointing at your wigback)
Bang

And the stories been told
Can’t take fake niggas around my shit bro
No fake niggas inside my clique bro
- Prez, Cel Double Two, danny B and Frisco
No fucking around when it’s time to get dough
I make dough easy, make hoes greezy
And they never get no P’s cause
I don’t fuck with hoes, i get blow easy
Cause I’m hot and I’m gonna stay hot
Think I’m not then you’re
Losing your head like
Going for the heavyweight spot and
If you wanna gay
Plot then hold her face box or take shots
What? Cause I’m a one a
Way nigga cause there ain't
A nigga like me living like
Me nowadays nigga nah
Chat shit or spit wack shit
Pussy I pack shit to make you for it badly

Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang kill off killy, fassy
Bang (got my ting pointing at your wigback)
Bang