letra de bang - blacc zacc
[intro: blacc zacc]
yuh, yuh
know we one that same sh-t, n-gga
you know me and my n-ggas on the same sh-t
‘mano (gang)
[chorus: blacc zacc]
bang, n-gga, throw your gang up
i’m insane n-gga
lame n-gga, you ain’t cut like us
you can’t hang n-gga
rain, n-gga
choppa hit your block, let it sang, n-gga
get some stain, n-gga
bang, n-gga
if a n-gga buck, bust his motherf-ckin’ brains
my youngin’ got the flame, he’ll key ya for a chain
these n-ggas ain’t got ‘caine, they actin’, it’s a shame
if you don’t give a f-ck, throw it up, n-gga, bang
[verse 1: blacc zacc]
big crip, i’m a big crip, crackin’ big sh-t
23rd, back to 21st, that’s the same sh-t
in the field i can send the blocks, n-gga, get him hit
nba, shootin’ out the gate, steph curry wrist
oh sh-t, i got sixty pointers on my wrist like i’m nip
and you can ask around, i got my neighborhood rich
i’m rollin’ up my opp, i let my youngin’ take a hit
i never gave a f-ck, this money ain’t changin’ sh-t
still, i’ll bust your brains, money ain’t change a thang
i don’t pop no percs, i pop a n-gga for my pain
welcome to the zoo, all my n-ggas, they untamed
i ain’t sparin’ you, hit ’em point blank range
[chorus: blacc zacc]
bang, n-gga, throw your gang up
i’m insane n-gga
lame n-gga, you ain’t cut like us
you can’t hang n-gga
rain, n-gga
choppa hit your block, let it sang, n-gga
get some stain, n-gga
bang, n-gga
if a n-gga buck, bust his motherf-ckin’ brains
my youngin’ got the flame, he’ll key ya for a chain
these n-ggas ain’t got ‘caine, they actin’, it’s a shame
if you don’t give a f-ck, throw it up, n-gga, bang
[verse 2: dababy]
i don’t give a f-ck, they f-ckin’ love it
i just sent my new ho to the gun store, had to up the budget
i got in with a .45 and a .40 on me, i’m clutchin’, clutchin’
your stacks in my name, i give ’em an alias ’cause i was up to somethin’ (let’s go)
i can’t name a n-gga that’s hittin’ the way baby hittin’
he a monster, monster (yeah)
and i can’t make a play ’cause now i’m a famous n-gga
give my brother them numbers (okay)
like the way for the drought, flood, swim
b-tch, i’m uppin’ the numbers
if i turn on my throwaway phone, it’s gon’ ring
so i’m turnin’ it off when i’m tourin’ (let’s go)
if i don’t bring the food to the family somebody tell me who responsible for ’em?
could’ve laid on the beach in miami and still went to cali to grab me a few (okay)
and you n-ggas ain’t cut like i’m cut
you don’t know what a trip out to cali would do (ah)
i’ll whip out a five on a n-gga and show a n-gga what this blam’ll do
all you gon’ hear is
[chorus: blacc zacc]
bang, n-gga, throw your gang up
i’m insane n-gga
lame n-gga, you ain’t cut like us
you can’t hang n-gga
rain, n-gga
choppa hit your block, let it sang, n-gga
get some stain, n-gga
bang, n-gga
if a n-gga buck, bust his motherf-ckin’ brains
my youngin’ got the flame, he’ll key ya for a chain
these n-ggas ain’t got ‘caine, they actin’, it’s a shame
if you don’t give a f-ck, throw it up, n-gga, bang
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