Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. - Bang On lyrics

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Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. - Bang On lyrics

[Hook] n***as wanna f** with me That's why I gots to bang on you Hater's wanna f** with the g's That's why we gots bang on you n***as wanna f** with me That's why I gots to bang on you Hater's wanna f** with the g's That's why I gots bang on you [ verse-Ganxta Ridd ] I say f** them all when I bang them on some From Inglewood to my city of Carson Through every hood you should be bangin more often Is your life more then what it is costin Chicken hawker sh** talken dogg barker Ghost the scene the snatch of the nath watcher The co*k it down blood walker collar blocker Never throw it up I through down with the wreath rock SOO WOO set ride on the left put my flag on my Shoulder so it lays on my chest The dime piece put the "I" in finess but you can bless That chrome while I bless my fit It's on tell these 5th n***as its on p-funk I funk or no funk at all Ganxta Ridd Mack 10 with the flamedarin Piru 3 street yall ain't ready for this [Hook] [Mack 10] Uh HUH Eyes forward Huh Look [Verse Mack 10] Yall don't understand I bang on ho n***as Slang blowin in a drive jack foe moe figgaz Walked in the party more flamed then a arson Cuz the QSI caught a link with the Carson I'm Gangsta, you ain't tried it don't knock it Sag when I feel flag in my right pocket The West been G'z it ain't a new style And the Boo Yaa more Samoans then a luau I f**s with 'em cuz we from the same side And who ever got hit with the K flame died Always been a rida always stood up Damu n***as and b**hes throw yo hood up (SOO WOO) Get it how you live if you tamper with the sack I go to war over crack like Bush and Iraq (ha ha) It's mack 10 n***a hoo bangin affiliate Stay gangsta all the time and f** who ain't feelin it [Hook] [Verse-Gangxta Ridd] I stay flamed up ritual keep the dickies original Authorized to smash through a gang funeral With the G.A.W.T.T.I. belt buckle the west chuckle My bumpy knuckles can't stop my hustle They puzzle how the hen get guzzled They tumble tryin to fade through the muscle They in trouble when the mind go humble The debris from the rubble got the whole ben doubled Where they at, there they go gangsta sh** Where you from here we go gangsta hit The rap scholar scrap brawler burgandy maroon Neva visualize unless it go boom G.A.W.T.T.I. get teflan boss of all dons Always outnumbered but never outdone n***as don't want to march unless we a million Let me p-funk it Westside and make don [Hook x's 3]