| Song | Get Yo Bang On |
| Artist | Allfrumtha i |
| Album | Gang Related |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Garner, Moore, Rolison | |
| 作曲 : Mack 10 | |
| -----on da phone----- | |
| Yeah ? Aight, ****a! [???] just came on the block and try to smash on all the homies,****a. | |
| Who, who, ****a, what happened? | |
| Ey, ****a, get your shit! | |
| What happened, dog? | |
| Get your shit! | |
| What? Just meet me on the block. | |
| I'm on my way! | |
| Chorus: I don't know about you, but all | |
| I wanna do is get my bang on | |
| Stay strapped wit my sack | |
| While ****as watch my back | |
| Well, ****a, get your bang on (Verse 1 -Squeak Ru ) | |
| Mack, I hear some ****as got a problem wit the [woosh ?] | |
| I see the ****as got they straps and they ready in the hood | |
| So I'm loadin up my weapons, steppin | |
| Callin up the crew cuz ass whoopin we ain't acceptin | |
| And I ain't letting ****t go | |
| ****as got to back up, bow down or get wet up wit ammo | |
| Mutha****as got to pay or [?????] in the night cuz | |
| I don't play (Verse 2 -Mack 10) | |
| At night I can't sleep, | |
| I'm tossin and turnin | |
| So I stay full of 'yak and smoke sermon | |
| Got a [???] to my name and though the hood's gettin bigger | |
| I'm paranoid and sleepin wit my finger on the trigger | |
| And now my bitches stressin that | |
| I'm livin [brome ?] | |
| Cuz I'm fresh out the pen and get my serve on | |
| It's all about murder where me and | |
| Squeak from | |
| So **** the enemies and we dumpin when we see some, so | |
| Chorus It's the life of a | |
| G I got to live (Verse 3 -Squeak Ru) | |
| Them rocks movin slow on the block | |
| ****a, One | |
| Time hot and we just lost the ****in spot | |
| Got me curb servin under pressure | |
| I'm so paranoid at night | |
| I keep my glock [and my dress on ?] (Verse 4 -Mack 10) | |
| All these 187s got my mind undisstressed | |
| And even claimin | |
| Dub S, you need a bullet-proof vest | |
| You know the gang, ****a, when you dog and you loccin | |
| Kill the first thang movin [and ?] just the first thang smokin (Verse 5 -Squeak Ru) | |
| All I wanna hear is buckshots and guts out | |
| ****as gaspin for they breath is the type of shit | |
| I'm talkin 'bout | |
| You ****as cruisin 'fore | |
| I bruisin | |
| Ey, Mack, get your ammo, **** the tool that you're usin (Verse 6 -Mack 10) | |
| Peel ya dome to the back, dog | |
| Cuz when it comes to the wood, they better know how to act, dog | |
| Connect Gang, punk , yell the hood out and bustin | |
| ****ers, **** every clique that ain't down wit us, **** em (Verse 7 -Squeak Ru) | |
| **** em and feed em dish | |
| ****as get dismissed | |
| Connect Gang [faint ?] at the top of the list (Verse 8 -Mack 10) | |
| You wit colored bandanas and clips like bananas | |
| Homicides when we ride, so the world wanna ban us, **** 'em | |
| Chorus |
| zuo ci : Garner, Moore, Rolison | |
| zuo qu : Mack 10 | |
| on da phone | |
| Yeah ? Aight, a! ??? just came on the block and try to smash on all the homies, a. | |
| Who, who, a, what happened? | |
| Ey, a, get your shit! | |
| What happened, dog? | |
| Get your shit! | |
| What? Just meet me on the block. | |
| I' m on my way! | |
| Chorus: I don' t know about you, but all | |
| I wanna do is get my bang on | |
| Stay strapped wit my sack | |
| While as watch my back | |
| Well, a, get your bang on Verse 1 Squeak Ru | |
| Mack, I hear some as got a problem wit the woosh ? | |
| I see the as got they straps and they ready in the hood | |
| So I' m loadin up my weapons, steppin | |
| Callin up the crew cuz ass whoopin we ain' t acceptin | |
| And I ain' t letting t go | |
| as got to back up, bow down or get wet up wit ammo | |
| Mutha as got to pay or ????? in the night cuz | |
| I don' t play Verse 2 Mack 10 | |
| At night I can' t sleep, | |
| I' m tossin and turnin | |
| So I stay full of ' yak and smoke sermon | |
| Got a ??? to my name and though the hood' s gettin bigger | |
| I' m paranoid and sleepin wit my finger on the trigger | |
| And now my bitches stressin that | |
| I' m livin brome ? | |
| Cuz I' m fresh out the pen and get my serve on | |
| It' s all about murder where me and | |
| Squeak from | |
| So the enemies and we dumpin when we see some, so | |
| Chorus It' s the life of a | |
| G I got to live Verse 3 Squeak Ru | |
| Them rocks movin slow on the block | |
| a, One | |
| Time hot and we just lost the in spot | |
| Got me curb servin under pressure | |
| I' m so paranoid at night | |
| I keep my glock and my dress on ? Verse 4 Mack 10 | |
| All these 187s got my mind undisstressed | |
| And even claimin | |
| Dub S, you need a bulletproof vest | |
| You know the gang, a, when you dog and you loccin | |
| Kill the first thang movin and ? just the first thang smokin Verse 5 Squeak Ru | |
| All I wanna hear is buckshots and guts out | |
| as gaspin for they breath is the type of shit | |
| I' m talkin ' bout | |
| You as cruisin ' fore | |
| I bruisin | |
| Ey, Mack, get your ammo, the tool that you' re usin Verse 6 Mack 10 | |
| Peel ya dome to the back, dog | |
| Cuz when it comes to the wood, they better know how to act, dog | |
| Connect Gang, punk , yell the hood out and bustin | |
| ers, every clique that ain' t down wit us, em Verse 7 Squeak Ru | |
| em and feed em dish | |
| as get dismissed | |
| Connect Gang faint ? at the top of the list Verse 8 Mack 10 | |
| You wit colored bandanas and clips like bananas | |
| Homicides when we ride, so the world wanna ban us, ' em | |
| Chorus |
| zuò cí : Garner, Moore, Rolison | |
| zuò qǔ : Mack 10 | |
| on da phone | |
| Yeah ? Aight, a! ??? just came on the block and try to smash on all the homies, a. | |
| Who, who, a, what happened? | |
| Ey, a, get your shit! | |
| What happened, dog? | |
| Get your shit! | |
| What? Just meet me on the block. | |
| I' m on my way! | |
| Chorus: I don' t know about you, but all | |
| I wanna do is get my bang on | |
| Stay strapped wit my sack | |
| While as watch my back | |
| Well, a, get your bang on Verse 1 Squeak Ru | |
| Mack, I hear some as got a problem wit the woosh ? | |
| I see the as got they straps and they ready in the hood | |
| So I' m loadin up my weapons, steppin | |
| Callin up the crew cuz ass whoopin we ain' t acceptin | |
| And I ain' t letting t go | |
| as got to back up, bow down or get wet up wit ammo | |
| Mutha as got to pay or ????? in the night cuz | |
| I don' t play Verse 2 Mack 10 | |
| At night I can' t sleep, | |
| I' m tossin and turnin | |
| So I stay full of ' yak and smoke sermon | |
| Got a ??? to my name and though the hood' s gettin bigger | |
| I' m paranoid and sleepin wit my finger on the trigger | |
| And now my bitches stressin that | |
| I' m livin brome ? | |
| Cuz I' m fresh out the pen and get my serve on | |
| It' s all about murder where me and | |
| Squeak from | |
| So the enemies and we dumpin when we see some, so | |
| Chorus It' s the life of a | |
| G I got to live Verse 3 Squeak Ru | |
| Them rocks movin slow on the block | |
| a, One | |
| Time hot and we just lost the in spot | |
| Got me curb servin under pressure | |
| I' m so paranoid at night | |
| I keep my glock and my dress on ? Verse 4 Mack 10 | |
| All these 187s got my mind undisstressed | |
| And even claimin | |
| Dub S, you need a bulletproof vest | |
| You know the gang, a, when you dog and you loccin | |
| Kill the first thang movin and ? just the first thang smokin Verse 5 Squeak Ru | |
| All I wanna hear is buckshots and guts out | |
| as gaspin for they breath is the type of shit | |
| I' m talkin ' bout | |
| You as cruisin ' fore | |
| I bruisin | |
| Ey, Mack, get your ammo, the tool that you' re usin Verse 6 Mack 10 | |
| Peel ya dome to the back, dog | |
| Cuz when it comes to the wood, they better know how to act, dog | |
| Connect Gang, punk , yell the hood out and bustin | |
| ers, every clique that ain' t down wit us, em Verse 7 Squeak Ru | |
| em and feed em dish | |
| as get dismissed | |
| Connect Gang faint ? at the top of the list Verse 8 Mack 10 | |
| You wit colored bandanas and clips like bananas | |
| Homicides when we ride, so the world wanna ban us, ' em | |
| Chorus |