Lyrics

[Verse 1] B-A-N-G-I-N-G, true 313 K-I-N-G Who is he? P-I-M-P, I am him, and he is me Ridin' down 7 in a Magnum Hemi Sippin' on Remy, still tote that semi Bang 'em! Buck 'em! Clap 'em! Fuck 'em! Buck 'em down grinnin' with an evil frown Fall to the ground when you hear the bang sound Shots I let 'em rang out, tryin' to blow your brains out Blood's everywhere and I couldn't get the stain out I bang 'em! Buck 'em! Clap 'em! Fuck 'em! Shoot 'em all up, make a bloody mess I must confess, I murder, yes Pop hot shots straight through your chest 'Cause you don't wanna fuck with me And you don't wanna thug with me And bust these slugs with me 'Cause we bang 'em! Buck 'em! Clap 'em! Fuck 'em! [Chorus] Bullets for ya, they'll destroy ya And all I feel is paranoia Can't stop shakin' Can't take it I gotta bang 'em! Buck 'em! Clap 'em! Fuck 'em! Police comin', always runnin' Switch the clip and remain gunnin' Hidin' in the shadows My gat blast hoes I gotta bang 'em! Buck 'em! Clap 'em! Fuck 'em! [Verse 2] Blasphemy, I'm sacrilegious Spit this wickedness so vicious Then I (I am Captain Oblivion) Warn 'em when you get this Murder music, I commit this Then I bang 'em! Buck 'em! Clap 'em! Fuck 'em! With the quickness, catch the sickness I inflict this pain and anguish Then I (In a moment, you will hear the voices of actual dope fiends) The noose surround her neck, should I hang her? Or Harvey Wallbanger? Bang 'em! Buck 'em! Clap 'em! Fuck 'em! In the streets, I see my enemy Shots heard in the vicinity I (Wonderful to be able to do good and make money, too) Drivin' real slow When I see the po-po My Calico go bang 'em! Buck 'em! Clap 'em! Fuck 'em! [Chorus] Bullets for ya, they'll destroy ya And all I feel is paranoia Can't stop shakin' Can't take it I gotta bang 'em! Buck 'em! Clap 'em! Fuck 'em! Police comin', always runnin' Switch the clip and remain gunnin' Hidin' in the shadows My gat blast hoes I gotta bang 'em! Buck 'em! Clap 'em! Fuck 'em! [Verse 3] What y'all know about a wicked flow? The dope I spit compared to blow Walk you through Hell, too scared to go Plus, I'm highly flammable Smell of gunpowder in the midnight hour Your bound to get wet when the bullets shower I bang 'em! Buck 'em! Clap 'em! Fuck 'em! How many times can I bust the nine? Put a gun in your mouth and let it blow your mind Sanity insanity intertwined This might be the end of the line Bullets whistle quick from the pistol grip Get pistol whipped, what, is you sick? Bang 'em! Buck 'em! Clap 'em! Fuck 'em!