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Hell Razah

Oh You Bangin`

  hip-hop  wu-tang  rap  wu-fam  hip hop
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Текст песни Hell Razah - Oh You Bangin`

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[Intro: Hell Razah]Yeah, nigga Data, dirty grimyWhat`s that mothafuckin` dirty grim` shitHell Razah, excellent nigga, Ghetto GovernmentYou ain`t even out of fuckin` high school yetOh now you bangin`Fuck, is the deal?What`s poppin`?[Verse One: Hell Razah]I smack the head of you gangstas, y`all nigga`s new bornsFirst line already told me son who dick you onStick your finger in my flow, son you see it`s lukewarmBut when you get in, believe me, I`ma burn on skin5`10" Elohim`s in the body of manKing Tut`s identical twin is at it againRed Hook, Brooklyn, weed and Seagram`s GinYou know a party ain`t a party till we get inSon of a slave, I write rhymes under my graveGot it locked so bad I gotta come in a cageYo watch your mind if you think about fuckin` with Raz`In this game it`s like sperm cells seekin` the eggPolitickin` over two ways, guns is sprayedAnd I won`t stop hustlin` till my sons is paid[Chorus: Hell Razah]Oh now you bangin`Got a little gun on your sideOh now you bangin`Got a little click on your sideOh now you bangin`Got a little ice in your watchOh now you bangin`Got a little whip and a rideOh now you bangin`Got a little gun you can popOh now you bangin`Got a little bandana nowOh now you bangin`Got a little click you can roll withNow you bangin`Now you bangin`[Verse Two: Hell Razah]The only way you shine phat is with a label behind your backBring that shit to the ghetto and get robbed for thatThe way I brainwash I should have been a laundry matYou ain`t really got heart, that`s the cog-n-acMy head wrapped with a turban like Saddam HusseinNiggas can`t see this face, out to bomb the gameUpon your chain, blast Don all in the rainGo ahead at thy gangsta, I`m born the kingGold thrones, I wrote poems that broke down chromosomesNiggas get shanked up and blown for the phoneRap be like Sheek now, microphone cloneStand, enter the wrong zone, you might get Get up, give up, shootout, you can`t get upSpit up, spit up blood, get your night lit upWalkin` zombies, I love killin` niggas calmlyThe word of God got death when it come upon meTuck the charm in, groupies wanna touch the diamondsWhat`s the use of keep rhymin` if you ain`t a clinin`I pop old gold at The Shinin`Take it back to army jackets and train passesBurn through skin and I ain`t acidThis be serious, I ain`t laughin`IRS and I hate taxes[Chorus: Hell Razah]Oh now you bangin`Got a little money to spendOh now you bangin`Got a little gun on your sideOh now you bangin`Got a little whip and a rideOh now you bangin`Oh now you bangin`Oh now you bangin`Got a little 20 inch rimsOh now you bangin`Got a little chain with your name on itOh now you bangin`Got your hat tilt to the sideOh now you bangin`Oh now you bangin`Oh now you bangin`Speak a little project talkOh now you bangin`Got a little project walkOh now you bangin`Got a little project talkOh now you bangin`Oh now you bangin`[Outro: Hell Razah]Word up shorty, you niggas better cut that shit outAll them gangstas is deadLocked up doin` 25 to life

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