What's a boy to do if he'll never be a gangsta?
Anger in his heart, but he'll never be a gangsta
If you move into his neighborhood
he'll never make a sound, ooh!
What's a boy to do if he'll never be a rasta?
Singing from his heart, but he'll never be a rasta
If you move into his neighborhood
he'll never make a sound
If you move into his neighborhood
Bang-bang, boy-ee
Never move to my hood
cause danger is crawlin' out the way
Bang-bang, boy-ee
Never move to my hood
cause danger is crawlin' out the way
Bang-bang, boy-ee
Never move to my hood
cause danger is crawlin' out the way
Bang-bang, boy-ee
Never move to my hood
cause danger is crawlin' out the way
What's a girl to do if she'll never be a rasta?
Singing from her heart, but she'll never be a rasta?
If you move into her neighborhood
she'll never make a sound
If you move into her neighborhood
she'll never make a...
If you move into her neighborhood
she'll never make a sound
Bang-bang, boy-ee
Never move to my hood
cause danger is crawlin' out the way
Bang-bang, boy-ee
Never move to my hood
cause danger is crawlin' out the way
Bang-bang, boy-ee
Never move to my hood
cause danger is crawlin' out the way
Bang-bang, boy-ee
Never move to my hood
cause danger is crawlin' out the way
Hey!
You gonna put that on tape for posterity?
Rewind the tape
Life in the city... life in the city...
("...this is happening?")
Makes more sense when Jesus calls me
Bang-bang, boy-ee
Never move to
Bang-bang, boy-ee
Never move to my hood
cause danger is crawlin' out the way
Bang-bang, boy-ee
Never move to my hood
cause danger is crawlin' out the
Bang-bang, boy-ee
Never move to my hood
cause danger is crawlin' out the way
Bang-bang, boy-ee
Never move to my hood
cause danger is crawlin' out the way
Bang-bang, boy-ee
Bang-bang, boy-ee
Never move to my hood
cause danger is crawlin' out the way
Bang-bang, boy-ee
Never move to my hood
Bang-bang, boy-ee
Bang-bang, boy-ee
Bang-bang, boy-ee
Bang-bang, boy-ee
Bang-bang, boy-ee