Bangin’

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T-Rock - Rap, Hardcore Rap

Bangin’

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[Intro] The whole hood bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (Bangin') [Chorus] I remember when the ATL wasn't bangin' Now they bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (Bangin') Niggas throwing sets and them bullets start ringin' Bitch, it's banging (bangin'), bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (Bangin') I remember when the ATL wasn't bangin' Now they bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (Bangin') Niggas throwing sets and them bullets start ringin' Like bang bang (yeah, ho), bang, bang Bitch nigga bang bang (yeah, ho), bang, bang ho [Verse 1] I'm in the coupe, smoking on weed like I'm Snoop Madder than Pac off of juice, I got the juice Fuck if my enemies like it or not, ain't no blocking the truth (Yeah, ho) I'm out the roof with my AK like I'm Malcolm I'm ready to cock it and shoot (Braagh) This information is simple for niggas who dumb and don't really know how to compute (What?) I ain't got problems with niggas who Bloodin' and Crippin' but homie, I do know this (Yeah) Young niggas look at your life and they wanna be in it but really they don't know shit (Nope, nope, nope, nope) On that dolo shit, solo dolo bitch, mentally oh so sick I got everything needed, I'm ready, if not it is something my hoe gon' get (What) When will niggas learn it's on? All my life I stood alone Don't be joining cliques because you scared to fight and hold your own 5-1 still fuck with me, I don't give a fuck what rappers gone (Bitch) Niggas know I don't slick diss, if I came at you you'd be gone, bitch [Chorus] I remember when the ATL wasn't bangin' Now they bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (Bangin') Niggas throwing sets and them bullets start ringin' Bitch, it's banging (bangin'), bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (Bangin') I remember when the ATL wasn't bangin' Now they bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (Bangin') Niggas throwing sets and them bullets start ringin' Like bang bang (yeah, ho), bang, bang Bitch nigga bang bang (yeah, ho), bang, bang ho [Verse 2] Twenty-four seven I'm smokin' and drinkin' bitch, I keep the fire (Fire, fire, fire) Really, I wanna be sober but I hate to see the world high (High, high, high) Suckers don't know shit about the world thinkin' they got a third eye (Nope, nope, nope) You can't tell a nigga shit 'bout nothing but when he get murdered we cry (Cry, cry, cry) That shit is old, some of you niggas saying that your leaders are following hoes You got the blind tryna lead the blind, we in a position with nowhere to go Throwing them gang signs but them niggas abandoned you after you go up the road (Huh) Get an interrogation with a Dirty Harry, he gon' turn your friend into a foe Whitey been doing this shit to manipulate niggas for centuries, that's the fire (ugh) They know we came in and it really exists and they scared of another black Messiah That's that hustle over yo head shit, plot to kill you dead shit Think about a matrix you envision 'fore you fail bitch [Chorus] I remember when the ATL wasn't bangin' Now they bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (Bangin') Niggas throwing sets and them bullets start ringin' Bitch, it's banging (bangin'), bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (Bangin') I remember when the ATL wasn't bangin' Now they bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (bangin'), bangin' (Bangin') Niggas throwing sets and them bullets start ringin' Like bang bang (yeah, ho), bang, bang Bitch nigga bang bang (yeah, ho), bang, bang ho

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  • T-Rock