Bang

[Intro: J.R.E] Oh Lord Oh Lord, Yea Yea Yea, Im A Mercenary baby I Don't Gang Bang But All My Niggas Do (laugh) Oh Lord Oh Lord Oo Yea, Oo Yea [Chorus: J.R.E] My Niggas, Bang, Bang Rep Your Gang, Gang Gang Bang, Bang Thot Them Things, Things Off The Henny Now we See Plenty Ops But We Got Plenty Shots We Making Bodies Drop Bang, Bang, Bang [Verse 1: DTG] Brody Gon Shoot If I Tell HIm Shoot, Alway be done to Slide On An Opposition, Niggas Pussy but talking like they be Spinning, Really Nigggas But Broke With No Pot To Piss In, On The Internet Capping and Cat-Fishing, When They really Not touching No bank Rolls, Gotta Cash Out In The Morning, Check Gotta Drop Fo' The bank Close, Fresh 6 Shorty Hitting The Road No ID Tap Like Its Regular, And You Know Every Thing AP, Please Do Not Talk On My Cellular, Been In A class Of My Own Feeling Like Stevie I See No Competitors, I Am Not Sweating Her, Fucking I'm Heading Her I had To Go Get my Chedda Up, Cuz I The Need The Breesh, baby I Need Me A Running, Got No Time For No Sleep, We Gotta work Till The Sun, Gotta Pray For My Enemies, For They Know Not What They've Done, And The Shit Was Never Ever Easy Had To Make It Out The Slums, Got Tired Of Being Down, So I Gotta Boss Up, I Cant Be No yes Man, So I Gotta Talk Up, When Ever We Pull Up I n Sick Whips,We make Em Nauseous, Baby Im Married To The Game, And She Cat Divorce Us [Chorus] My Niggas, Bang, Bang Rep Your Gang, Gang Gang Bang, Bang Thot Them Things, Things Off The Henny Now we See Plenty Ops But We Got Plenty Shots We Making Bodies Drop Bang, Bang, Bang [Verse 2: J.R.E] This For The Gang This For The Ooters Couple A Niggas Will Shoot You She Giving Top Like Tutor If She Pop A Pill Gotta Loot Her Aiye Yiee Pockets On Buda, Extendo Be Longer Than Rulers Frying a Op Like He Tuna, Drive By In The Ubers I, She F*ck Wit hThe Gang gang, She See The Guys She wanna F*ck She Wanna Gang Bang, Pop A Perc To Slow Down, Shoot Nigga he Aint Die So They Fire More Rounds, Set Tripping, Then He Outta Luck, She Rep Her gang Gang Every Thing We F*ck She Buss Her Gun, Me I Buss A Nut She Falling In Love Even Tho She Know Imma Slut, And The Ooters Always Put In Pain, Pop A Pill And they Go Catch A STAIN Throw It Up What Ever Set You Claim, And Rep your Gang Gang [Chorus] My Niggas, Bang, Bang Rep Your Gang, Gang Gang Bang, Bang Thot Them Things, Things Off The Henny Now we See Plenty Ops But We Got Plenty Shots We Making Bodies Drop Bang, Bang, Bang