Blaq Poet - Bang This lyrics

[Verse 1] Oh no, here I go again, it's Blaq Po' again n***as hoping and praying that I just throw it in But I can't stop, I won't stop, I'm too thorough Plus, none of ya n***as can give me any trouble Yo thun, you outdid yourself, these n***as kid themselves It's over for ya n***as, when this sh** hits the shelf You want hardcore? Here it is 24 7 year round like motherf**ing Bill & Fizz 280, 6 1 , black as f** And I still ain't fighting fair, n***a keep the back 'em up The game is out of order, n***as don't got no direction Don't worry all I got this, bang me in every project Got it locked down, north, south, east or west On some real n***a sh**, ya n***as know, Preem's the best Don't even try to fight it, or start a f**ing riot I take the microphone and deep fry it, keep quiet And as for drama n***a, don't even go there Attack you with no fear, look at my eyes, I don't care Everybody building up for a gang fight Black jacks, big gats, motherf**ing chain's nice I know you're saying damn this ba*tard can flow Ya motherf**ers must be orphans, the last ones to know [Hook] Bang this, motherf**er bang this Take a slim wrist, I make you famous Bang this, motherf**er bang this If you're posted in the strip, if you're coasting in the whip Bang this, motherf**er it's the sh** When you're high as a kite, and drunk with your clique Bang this, bang this Bang this motherf**er bang this [Verse 2] I turn on my radio, I cover my ears, I can't have it Where the f** is Red Alert? Where the f** is Mr. Magic sh**, I guess I got to get with the times My mindstate is '88 but my style is '09 I'm sick with the rhymes like n***as sniffing some lines Motherf**ers can't rap, got to stick with the crimes Bang this, got nothing to hide, I'm shameless A wild f**ing animal, you can't tame this OE guzzler, gats with the muffler Stay on the grind, I'm a lifetime hustler And Im'ma back up every f**ing word Leave you on the curb all f**ed up, you heard Bang this, motherf** them bird n***as On the real, you know how bad I hurt n***as Blaq Poet, yeah I'm popping mad sh** It's in my blood, I'm on some really bad sh** It's nothing funny, I got dum dums for dummies I'm a OG, but I'm getting that new money This is a dead end, one way Let's gun talk, gun play, everybody got to go one day All that bullsh** rose to the top I'm like that cookie at the bottom of the pot n***a bang this