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    "Ready 2 Bang" Lyrics

    Bad Azz

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    Shabba dabba doo
    Bad Azz, this is another Dogghouse experience
    Feels good in here, baby

    If a busta ran up on you
    Bad Azz, tell me what would you do
    We get ready 2 bang
    That Dogghouse Gangsta Gang

    Psycho like no Dogghouse niggaz
    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

    If a busta ran up on you
    Bad Azz, tell me what would you do
    We get ready 2 bang
    That Dogghouse Gangsta Gang

    Psycho like no Dogghouse niggaz
    So fire up the doo-doo
    We get ready 2 bang
    That Dogghouse Gangsta Gang, Westcoast

    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 niggaz 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, if we 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, gon' see you later
    When I'm still here a small part of everything major
    This song was submitted on November 6th, 2010 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Roba Music, Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Calvin N Broadus, Eric N Collins, Kevin Gilliam, Jerry N Long, Jamarr Antonio N Stamps.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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