BOO-YAA T.R.I.B.E.

BOO-YAA T.R.I.B.E. - Bang On lyrics

rate me

(feat. Mack 10)

[chorus]

Niggaz wanna fuck with me

That's why I gots to bang on you

Hater's wanna fuck with the g's

That's why we gots bang on you

Niggaz wanna fuck with me

That's why I gots to bang on you

Hater's wanna fuck with the g's

That's why I gots bang on you

[verse-Ganxta Ridd]

I say fuck 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 shit talken dogg barker

Ghost the scene the snatch of the nath watcher

The cock it down blood walker collar blocker

Never through 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 niggaz its on p-funk I funk or no funk at all

Ganxta Ridd Mack tension with the flamedarin

Piru 3 street yall ain't ready for this

[chorus]

[Mack 10]

uh HUH

eyes forward

huh

Look

[verse Mack 10]

Yall don't understand I bang on hoe niggaz

Slang blowin in a drive jack foe moe figgaz

Walk in the party moe flamed then a arsen

Cuz the QSI caught a link with the Carson

I'm Gangsta, you ain't tryed it don't knock it

Sag when I feel flag in my right pocket

The Westin G'z it ain't a new style

And the Boo Yaa moe samoans then a luau

I fucks with 'em cuz we from the same side

And who ever got hit with the cake flame died

Always been a rida always stood up

Damu niggaz and bitches 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 nigga hoo bangin affiliate

Stay gangsta all the time and fuck who ain't feelin it

[chorus]

[verse-Gangxta Ridd]

I stay flamed up ritual keep the dickies original

Author of the smash through a gang funeral

With the G.A.W.T.T.I. belt buckled the west chuckle

My bloody 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 debree from the rubble got the whole ben doubled

Where they at they go gangsta shit

Where you from here we go gangsta hit

The rap rolla scrap brawler burgandy maroon

Neva visualize unless it go boom

G.A.W.T.T.I. get deflan boss of all dons

Always outnumber but never outdone

Niggaz don't want to march unless we a million

Let me p-funk it Westside and make don

[chorus x3]

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