BOOM!

Lyrics

[[Intro: Bullet] Don Bullione Ye-yeah Uh! Baby, baby! Sip-ass buster! [Verse 1: Bullet] A Dada like me baby, it ain't many of 'em We don't work the streets, we stay above 'em Won't see me on a corner with a pattern rag I'm marinatin' in a cut, slangin' heroin bags But I do pack heat for the fags I meet I done came up, fucked huts all over our street (What?) I'm tryin' to see paper like a state bank vault And if I have to run through you, boy it ain't my fault! [Verse 2: Lil' Shank] You hear that thunder? That's my woofers goin' boom When we ride past your house, we be rattlin' your living room Volume up to ten, Rydas hangin' out the window Dumpin' on them busters and spittin' at all the fine hoes Make a left, so I can cop a bag of greenery Roll it up and pass it to the motherfuckers next to me Let me hit that shit, we won't quit Full Clip, Cell Block, Shank, Foe Foe, and Bullet! [Chorus: Full Clip & Bullet] I'm like (Boom, your bangin' don't matter to me) I'm like (Boom, nobody livin' phatter than me) I'm like (Boom, hogs and crabs, you all scabs) I'm like (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom!) I'm like (Boom, your bangin' don't matter to me) I'm like (Boom, nobody livin' phatter than me) I'm like (Boom, hogs and crabs, you all scabs) I'm like (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom!) [Verse 3: Foe Foe] Bitch nigga, listen (What), I'm the rap game (Yeah) I'm like a 50-karat shinin' with the platinum chain I'm a thousand-dollar bill with a big-ass face And I'm the one that bust shots when the cops give chase (Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck!) I'm like boom, people always ridin' my dick You can never see me, all black windows off in the whip I'm in the game to make a million and I'm out this bitch Flaunt it hard with the Rollie with the iced-out wrist I see your whole crew suckin' my dick, 'cause of the game And when a nigga gone, it ain't never gon' be the same I'm on top of the world with the Ryda clique (Ryda clique!) I get the benefits while you bitches get to ride the dick (Buck!) Bust a nigga head to the white meat (White meat) I got my gat under my wife beat, nigga, these is my streets Comatose fat ass puss, look like a bruise Sky high 'til I die and when I drop, it go boom! [Interlude: Full Clip] Cell Block, Foe Foe, Lil' Shank, Bullet, and me? Ha, I'm Full Clip! Hey Rydas, make that shit boom! [Chorus: Lil' Shank & Bullet] I'm like (Boom, your bangin' don't matter to me) I'm like (Boom, nobody livin' phatter than me) I'm like (Boom, hogs and crabs, you all scabs) I'm like (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom!) I'm like (Boom, your bangin' don't matter to me) I'm like (Boom, nobody livin' phatter than me) I'm like (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom!) [Verse 4: Full Clip] When the Henny hit my belly, chase it down with some Remy Hit the telly (Uh-huh), connect the deals on my celly Got hustles goin' down on all 7 covenants My payroll includes the last 3 presidents (Yeah!) Private jets, touchin' down in Parasia Himalayan mountains snow bills as my money counts Soon as I clean out King Tut's tomb (What?) The money is swift, bank account's like boom! [Verse 5: Cell Block] Throw your hands up if you got money to burn Rather stay iced out (Bitch!), when will you learn (What?) That I ride with my roadies (What?), jack with my roadies (What?) Dress in all black and attack with my roadies? (Yeah!) Been on the streets since the age of ten Jackin' up cheddar, doin' my lil' bitch in the pen For some [?], don't matter 'cause I'm clockin' every grip And rollin' with the niggas (Uh-huh!) all about they cheddar, bitch! [Chorus: Foe Foe & Bullet] I'm like (Boom, your bangin' don't matter to me) I'm like (Boom, nobody livin' phatter than me) I'm like (Boom, hogs and crabs, you all scabs) I'm like (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom!) I'm like (Boom, your bangin' don't matter to me) I'm like (Boom, nobody livin' phatter than me) I'm like (Boom, hogs and crabs, you all scabs) I'm like (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom!) I'm like (Boom, your bangin' don't matter to me) I'm like (Boom, nobody livin' phatter than me) I'm like (Boom, hogs and crabs, you all scabs) I'm like (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom!) I'm like (Boom, your bangin' don't matter to me) I'm like (Boom, nobody livin' phatter than me) I'm like (Boom, hogs and crabs, you all scabs) I'm like (Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom boom!) {Outro: Bullet] Hogs and crabs, you all scabs, uh Ain't nobody live phatter than me And you bangin' don't matter to me, fool We the Rydas, we the Rydas Hogs and crabs, you all scabs 2004, motherfucker Like boom...