YG Hootie - Bang lyrics

Pow x5 Lex Lex we in this b**h throwing gang sign, bang Brick x8 Bricksquad bricksquad [Hook x4] Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! We in this b**h throwin' gang signs, man! [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] B-L-Double O-D, right-side flag n***a know me, I'm green flag b**h, that's Grove Street Squeeze on my trigger till my gun OD Ride on my enemies, n***a just in to me n***as ain't have or function like me Hundred grand chain, you ain't icey like me RIP to my n***a G-Baby Got a gun seat behind me like my name Jay-Z Can't no n***a play me Up [?] like some rabies Got the hood like Flock-crazy I'll paint your whole town red (Soo Woo) Make your little brother scream Soo Woo (Soo Woo) Make your little sister scream Soo Woo (Soo Woo) Me and YG Hootie-Hoo (Boppin!) Frenchie, Juice, Man, Guc' (Ooh) Bet them boys gon' shoot (Bow! Bow! Bow!) Slim Dunk Cap and Kebo Gon' shoot for Freak 'em Free Throws Free my n***a T-Bone (T-Bone!) I punch a n***a like I'm D-Bo (Bow! Bow! Bow!) Waka Flocka Flame, p**y n***a what's banging? (Bow! Bow! Bow!) In the club throwing up signs, right hanging (Flocka!) [Hook x4] [Verse 2: YG Hootie] Ride on my enemies, throw 'em off in the C Know a lot of n***as really dream about gettin' me Ride on with n***as with the West Side, though I ain't f**ing with you if you acting all 50 ? in Tennessee Keep me a mini choppa, flamed up Me and Flocka West Side My casa, I run My house, my turf like the ? West side f**ing with the Down South Red flags all at my shows Used to k**, now we all about dope Buy whips, put 'em all on fo's Still k**, but it's all about dope Get tricky, so play by the rules Look, homie ? Flip that pack, still grind some mo' I love my hood and I love ? I feed my hood with a spoon and fork f** with me, you gon' eat. Let's go! Go against me, I'mma slit your throat Get a rap check, buy weed, buy coke I make sh** pop in the deuce and the ? I'm the king around here, that's how sh** go, n***a [Hook x4] [Verse 3: Slim Dunkin] n***a, hold up, don't act like you know me Just cause you Blood don't make you my homie f** what you claiming, your clique probably phony Real mob sh**, n***a you can call me Tony n***a, I'm a shooter. Gon' get your a** shot Wak shoot for Guc', Dunk shoot for Flock n***a I'mma bang roulette till ? Wrong gang sign, n***a, palm that back Whole clique goons, don't know how to act ? got the Ruger, Ted got the mac p**y n***a swung when I turned my back Hold on, DJ, bring that back p**y n***a swung when I turned my back sh**, yeah, I told that n***a hold that Knocked out his front seat, his a** come back Don't check ? Natural born shooter, I'm the club party pooper Yes, sir, I'm the Dunkin', but, nah, I ain't a Hooper Natural born shooter, I'm the club party pooper Yes, sir, I'm the Dunkin', but, nah, I ain't a Hooper [Hook x4]