Bangin S O B
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I got the block bangin' (that's trippy)
Call the wolfies and the cheese bangin' (that's trippy)
I got the block bangin' (that's trippy)
Goin' stupid in the street (that's trippy)
I got the block bangin' (that's trippy)
Call the wolfies and the cheese bangin' (that's trippy)
I got the block bangin' (that's trippy)
Goin' stupid in the street (that's trippy)
System on boom and recline my seat low
For all y'all snoozin' I fire the free throw
5000 Watts can't touch the Fonzie
Drive 'round with Tak, I leave you stuffed in concrete
We 27 deep in the Suburban, the beast
You hermits, and turn the cheek when I'm disturbin' the peace
Got my phalanges on the torch, see these guns are man-made
So talk and come up short like tongues in the fan blade
And oh yeah, I'll put your casket in place
So don't go there, tap you with the ratchet and clamp
They've been waitin' for somethin' major to play but they found none
So do yourself a favor, roll the windows down some
Like boom, blat, tilt your brim back
Yeah c'mon, clap, fresh, you know it is
Toast to my third, I throw 'em another curve
Close but no serve, cause yeah, that's how I live
What we found's a sound with new life
So splash a little Goose in your cup and what and what
But some of y'all are wound up too tight
Man, I really need to loosen up, ugh
I got the
I got the block bangin' (that's trippy)
Call the wolfies and the cheese bangin' (that's trippy)
I got the block bangin' (that's trippy)
Goin' stupid in the street (that's trippy)
I got the
Ugh, block bangin', my shit, listen
Every system in the street, you can't miss 'em
Turn the bass up 'til the speakers start clippin'
Push it to the limit, say peace to your equipment
What's the difference? Adjust it, fix it, fuck it
Switch it out for some custom shit and thump it
King Kong in the trunk but I'm fine with that
Cause my tail end rattle like a diamondback
But you can't bump none of that vagina rap
Drive slow like you drunk off a dime of tap
Where the hynas at? Scoop blow the horn for 'em
We got the flip screens, hardcore porn goin'
You know what this means when you hear the 15's
Comin' down the street, yeah it sound like a blitzkrieg
It's goin' down now, let's go see
You know I got the block bangin', S.O.B
What we found's a sound with new life
So splash a little Goose in your cup and what and what
But some of y'all are wound up too tight
Man, I really need to loosen up, ugh
I got the
I got the block bangin' (that's trippy)
Call the wolfies and the cheese bangin' (that's trippy)
I got the block bangin' (that's trippy)
Goin' stupid in the street (that's trippy)
I got the block bangin' (that's trippy)
Call the wolfies and the cheese bangin' (that's trippy)
I got the block bangin' (that's trippy)
Goin' stupid in the street (that's trippy)
I got the
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You hear my shit kickin' with all the tricks in it
The bass hit you in the face like a fist did it
You see my gang dippin', you see the paint glisten
But you never see me rollin' with the same women
You hear my shit kickin' with all the tricks in it
The bass hit you in the face like a fist did it
You see my gang dippin', you see the paint glisten
But you never see me rollin' with the same women
I got the block bangin' (that's trippy)
Call the wolfies and the cheese bangin' (that's trippy)
I got the block bangin' (that's trippy)
Goin' stupid in the street (that's trippy)
I got the