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    Capone-N-Noreaga / Lyrics

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    "Bang Bang" Lyrics

    Capone-N-Noreaga feat. Foxy Brown

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    [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
    This song was submitted on November 15th, 2004 and last modified on October 18th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Victor Santiago, Kiam Holley, Inga "foxy Brown" Marchand, Alan Maman, Geoff Leach.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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