| Song | I'ma Bang - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | DMX |
| Album | The Great Depression |
| 作曲 : Earl Simmons & Justin Smith | |
| 作词 : Simmons, Smith | |
| Let's knock it out that's all, oh we gon' do it | |
| Now get the **** out put it down | |
| But it gotta bang | |
| It has to bang ya know? | |
| I'ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang | |
| Bang, hit the rock spit the game | |
| Bang, get the glock spit the flame | |
| Do my mother****in' thing | |
| I'ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang | |
| Bang, hit the rock spit the game | |
| Bang, get the glock spit the flame | |
| Do my mother****in' thing | |
| I speak for the meek and the lonely, weak and the hungry | |
| Speak for the part of the street that keep it ugly | |
| And niggaz couldn't wear my shoes' | |
| Cause the places that | |
| I walk, most catz couldn't bear my dues | |
| Or pay the tolls of the roads | |
| I done kept on, crept on | |
| Walk 'til | |
| I got tired then curled up and slept on | |
| My journey has earned me the right to reach | |
| I burned so | |
| I earned the right to teach, what to eat | |
| What niggaz been gettin' fed is pork | |
| What you niggaz been gettin' fed, shouldn't be even on your fork | |
| Let's talk, about this, and about that | |
| Yeah, we like this or we can do it out back | |
| Keep the bullshit for the rodeo' | |
| Cause on the real, you cocksuckers don't know me yo | |
| Hit you wit' something for frontin' that'll end your life | |
| Then hit your crib and bend your wife | |
| I'ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang | |
| Bang, hit the rock spit the game | |
| Bang, get the glock spit the flame | |
| Do my mother****in' thing | |
| I'ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang | |
| Bang, hit the rock spit the game | |
| Bang, get the glock spit the flame | |
| Do my mother****in' thing | |
| It upsets me to see niggaz that's flossin' too much | |
| Wearin' shit that's costin' too much, how often | |
| I touchI like to break fake niggaz, rape snake niggaz | |
| I take weight nigga, you fake hate nigga | |
| And niggaz and ain't got the balls to say to my face | |
| What you think behind my back suck my dick, how's about that? | |
| Loose lifts is loose clips and crews hit | |
| I run with niggaz from | |
| Israel to hijack crew ships | |
| Watch the news at 6, that's how | |
| I'm gettin' down | |
| Feds lookin' for the dog, oh that nigga outta town | |
| This is a grown-up game, thinkin' 'cause you got a blown-up name | |
| You won't get a blown-up frame | |
| I ain't playin' wit' you niggaz no more, them are old | |
| I be layin' when you hit the door, you hit it cold | |
| Be like oh no, see what | |
| I'm sayin' | |
| I told Money to stop playin', now he layin', we prayin' | |
| I'ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang | |
| Bang, hit the rock spit the game | |
| Bang, get the glock spit the flame | |
| Do my mother****in' thing | |
| I'ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang | |
| Bang, hit the rock spit the game | |
| Bang, get the glock spit the flame | |
| Do my mother****in' thing | |
| Oh my God yeah niggaz done lost yo mind | |
| Toss the nine, this nigga done cross the line | |
| Disrespectful shit will get you hit, bitch | |
| **** who you with, you niggaz get what you get | |
| Five to the spine, ride now niggaz is dyin' | |
| Money pulled out he was trying, yet to slow wit the iron | |
| Nuttin' but gun firing, blap blap blap blap | |
| Cocksucka where it at | |
| Open up your back now | |
| I can see through your stomach | |
| Told stupid mutha****a to stop runnin', or run in | |
| To a buck shot, can't duck off shot | |
| It's that click click boom you outta luck shot | |
| Now don't fall to pieces on me, because the piece is on me | |
| He thought the leash was on me, but dog the streets are hungry | |
| And I'ma feed 'em every time | |
| I sing, do my thing | |
| Dog gon' bang, bang, bang | |
| I'ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang | |
| Bang, hit the rock spit the game | |
| Bang, get the glock spit the flame | |
| Do my mother****in' thing | |
| I'ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang | |
| Bang, hit the rock spit the game | |
| Bang, get the glock spit the flame | |
| Do my mother****in' thing | |
| I'ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang | |
| Bang, hit the rock spit the game | |
| Bang, get the glock spit the flame | |
| Do my mother****in' thing | |
| I'ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang | |
| Bang, hit the rock spit the game | |
| Bang, get the glock spit the flame | |
| Do my mother****in' thing |
| zuò qǔ : Earl Simmons Justin Smith | |
| zuò cí : Simmons, Smith | |
| Let' s knock it out that' s all, oh we gon' do it | |
| Now get the out put it down | |
| But it gotta bang | |
| It has to bang ya know? | |
| I' ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang | |
| Bang, hit the rock spit the game | |
| Bang, get the glock spit the flame | |
| Do my mother in' thing | |
| I' ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang | |
| Bang, hit the rock spit the game | |
| Bang, get the glock spit the flame | |
| Do my mother in' thing | |
| I speak for the meek and the lonely, weak and the hungry | |
| Speak for the part of the street that keep it ugly | |
| And niggaz couldn' t wear my shoes' | |
| Cause the places that | |
| I walk, most catz couldn' t bear my dues | |
| Or pay the tolls of the roads | |
| I done kept on, crept on | |
| Walk ' til | |
| I got tired then curled up and slept on | |
| My journey has earned me the right to reach | |
| I burned so | |
| I earned the right to teach, what to eat | |
| What niggaz been gettin' fed is pork | |
| What you niggaz been gettin' fed, shouldn' t be even on your fork | |
| Let' s talk, about this, and about that | |
| Yeah, we like this or we can do it out back | |
| Keep the bullshit for the rodeo' | |
| Cause on the real, you cocksuckers don' t know me yo | |
| Hit you wit' something for frontin' that' ll end your life | |
| Then hit your crib and bend your wife | |
| I' ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang | |
| Bang, hit the rock spit the game | |
| Bang, get the glock spit the flame | |
| Do my mother in' thing | |
| I' ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang | |
| Bang, hit the rock spit the game | |
| Bang, get the glock spit the flame | |
| Do my mother in' thing | |
| It upsets me to see niggaz that' s flossin' too much | |
| Wearin' shit that' s costin' too much, how often | |
| I touchI like to break fake niggaz, rape snake niggaz | |
| I take weight nigga, you fake hate nigga | |
| And niggaz and ain' t got the balls to say to my face | |
| What you think behind my back suck my dick, how' s about that? | |
| Loose lifts is loose clips and crews hit | |
| I run with niggaz from | |
| Israel to hijack crew ships | |
| Watch the news at 6, that' s how | |
| I' m gettin' down | |
| Feds lookin' for the dog, oh that nigga outta town | |
| This is a grownup game, thinkin' ' cause you got a blownup name | |
| You won' t get a blownup frame | |
| I ain' t playin' wit' you niggaz no more, them are old | |
| I be layin' when you hit the door, you hit it cold | |
| Be like oh no, see what | |
| I' m sayin' | |
| I told Money to stop playin', now he layin', we prayin' | |
| I' ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang | |
| Bang, hit the rock spit the game | |
| Bang, get the glock spit the flame | |
| Do my mother in' thing | |
| I' ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang | |
| Bang, hit the rock spit the game | |
| Bang, get the glock spit the flame | |
| Do my mother in' thing | |
| Oh my God yeah niggaz done lost yo mind | |
| Toss the nine, this nigga done cross the line | |
| Disrespectful shit will get you hit, bitch | |
| who you with, you niggaz get what you get | |
| Five to the spine, ride now niggaz is dyin' | |
| Money pulled out he was trying, yet to slow wit the iron | |
| Nuttin' but gun firing, blap blap blap blap | |
| Cocksucka where it at | |
| Open up your back now | |
| I can see through your stomach | |
| Told stupid mutha a to stop runnin', or run in | |
| To a buck shot, can' t duck off shot | |
| It' s that click click boom you outta luck shot | |
| Now don' t fall to pieces on me, because the piece is on me | |
| He thought the leash was on me, but dog the streets are hungry | |
| And I' ma feed ' em every time | |
| I sing, do my thing | |
| Dog gon' bang, bang, bang | |
| I' ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang | |
| Bang, hit the rock spit the game | |
| Bang, get the glock spit the flame | |
| Do my mother in' thing | |
| I' ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang | |
| Bang, hit the rock spit the game | |
| Bang, get the glock spit the flame | |
| Do my mother in' thing | |
| I' ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang | |
| Bang, hit the rock spit the game | |
| Bang, get the glock spit the flame | |
| Do my mother in' thing | |
| I' ma bang, hit the block pitchin' slang | |
| Bang, hit the rock spit the game | |
| Bang, get the glock spit the flame | |
| Do my mother in' thing |