Yo Yo Bang

Chea.Aye Put One In They Head.2x This that club shit straight thug shit This that beat a nigga ass in the club Shit. Check Jays laced up check game face Up check Bang bang nigga throw ya sets up. Come on Bang bang bang bang throw ya sets up Come on Bang bang bang bang throw ya sets up Come on, throw ya sets ups, throw ya Sets up. Bang bang click clack bow B08 Bang bang bang bang throw ya sets up North memphis memphis nigga i do this Everyday You seen first 48? Pussy nigga had a choppa got killed With a 38 Everyday every hood in my city throwing Signs These young niggas crazy they lost they Muthafucking mind. White bandana we play numba but Games 20 yayo club baking soda gang. aint Throwing money i make bullets rain Carbon 15s thats a hurricane Say we yong and dumb we'n got it all Gota Gotta lot of beef but we'll kill'em all Body piling up blame it on my dogs Lota money lota buns i'll make'em all Blue and white jays white and red chain You bout that gangsta shit well im bout The same thang This that club shit straight thug shit This that beat a nigga ass in the club shit Check jays laced up check game faced Up check Bang bang nigga throw ya sets up come On Bang bang bang bang throw ya sets up (Come on) Bang bang bang bang throw ya sets up (Come on) Throw ya sets throw ya sets up Bang bang bang bang throw ya sets up. (Guuucccciii, Gucci) I murder lames murder track nigga word Up 1017 bricksquad put ya birds up A nigga swing on gucci mane that Unheard of I got my black tee on with my black Gloves And when my choppa sound off it's like BLOCKA BLOCKA You just like food only snacka snack Wacka Flocka I wear shades every night 'cause i'm so Cool Royal rumble in my hood it ain't no rules The lil' pussy ass nigga false claimin' These pussies know their not so Icey Entertainment Got all kinds of choppas, hand guns Name em' Glock text to the max we be bangin We live in this bitch better reconize Before we spark up some shit & leave The club televised My cousin still thuggin' that nigga Paralyzed . Clubbin in his wheelchair sittin on his 45 If a nigga trip he gon wish that he Wouldn't Security tried to stop the bullshit but he Couldn't I see blue flags (what else) I see red flags (what else) I see niggas that aint reppin with they Scared ass My projects bangin bandana tied to rail & You can get served but i aint talkin Digit scale Fully automaitic club 5 yeahh feel like Hell Im high as hell before ya die bitch ya Might as well . (Zilla)

Silent night holy night All is calm all is bright Round yon Virgin Mother and Child Holy Infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace Sleep in heavenly peace. Let's break it down alright All was calm and all was bright It was the purest sight The moon was shining through the night The Shepherds quaked glory streams From the Heavens above You know we got everybody singing Hallelujah! It was a silent night A silent night It was a silent night A silent night Let's go! Silent night holy night All is calm all is bright Round yon Virgin Mother and Child Holy Infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace Sleep in heavenly peace. Silent night, holy night All is calm, all is bright Round yon Virgin Mother and Child Holy Infant so tender and mild Sleep in heavenly peace Sleep in heavenly peace

Bang (What's this?) This thing right here is for the clubs I want y'all to get on up Uh, uh, uh, aha Greg N I C E I'm in the house, turn it out, no doubt, no doubt Pyscho Les is in the house Beatnuts is all up in the house, uh Big Ju is all up in the house A mega lover, double Manny is all up in the house We turn it out, we turn it out, we turn it out out out Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo Aiyyo, the heat from the 'Nuts' is traditional You taking cheap shots, it's subliminal I'm dissin' you straight up Wrinkle your face up Actin' like you can't feel me, yo This is pay back, smash your single and your video Put the Tech to your neck and force a story out of ya Snuffed your producer and drop kicked your choreographer (Hwa) Honey's scream, "What?" We they see me jumpin' out the money green truck Into the club, so we can tear it up Like the 3-6, sippin' on sum syrup And Mozarella sticks for dessert I make beats like presto Platinum hits like this grow Bustin' shots in your projecto, like Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo Stay makin' hot shit, you can't fuck wit It's the Greg Nice shit wit the Beatnuts shit You can't front shit, it's the shake ya' butt shit Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Shit 120 mil an episode like Seinfeld She tryin' act like her shit don't smell Can't beat, for losin' niggaz be jel Comin' through wit my click on my coat tail Pump a lil' weight so I'm not frail Sittin' back poppin' shit on my Nextel Sun goin' down, now time to spark an L Do it for the kids like Kenan and Kel Big Psych, pass ya man the Visine Eyes blood shine from puffin' that green Stay amped up without the caffeine It's just me, myself, and Irene Brush your, brush your breath wit Dentene Rock my blue jeans like Bruce Springsteen Bitches on my dick, it's just a small thing Oh, the heat is on, baby, baby Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo Stay makin' hot shit, you can't fuck wit It's the Greg Nice shit wit the Beatnuts shit You can't front shit, it's the shake ya' butt shit Say What? Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Shit Junkyard bodyguard? Never god, party hard Niggaz wanna see me in the club, got the rowdy squad Corona niggaz don't play, at least me niggaz Gun tottin' maniacs wit the rotten livers Holdin' it down, blowin' it down That's my word everywhere we go know it's your crown Put the boogie in your ass for free Your gurl's stickin' out her ass at me I'm Big Ju that's how it has to be Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo Yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo, yo yo yo Stay makin' hot shit, you can't fuck wit It's the Greg Nice shit wit the Beatnuts shit You can't front shit, it's the shake ya' butt shit Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Shit Uh, who turned the heat up? Oh, so hot in here, oh, I need to know Who turned the heat up? Oh, so hot in here, oh oh Big Psych, y'all, is on fire, Juju now, is on fire Pito now is on fire, Loud Records is on fire True Blue now, is on fire I can't take it, somebody is on fire Now work it out, now Work it out now Work it out now Stay makin' hot shit, you can't fuck wit It's the Greg Nice shit wit the Beatnuts shit You can't front shit, it's the shake ya' butt shit Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Say what? Shit