Young Jeezy - Bang Lyrics

Writer(s) : Jenkins, Jay / Richardson Ii, Darryl / Wallace, Zachery / Harris, Clifford Joseph / Alexander, Phalon Anton
Artist: Young Jeezy Lyrics
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Album: Track 12 on Let's Get It: Thug Motivation 101
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Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
Hit 'em up, peace up, A-town down
If you ain't from round here dog don't even come around
Twist ya fingers up bang ************ bang
Throw ya hoods up bang ************ bang
Eastside! (Hit 'em up bang ************ bang)
Westside! (Hit 'em up, bang ************ bang)

Do ya thug thing gon' get 'em up
Represent ya side ***** hit 'em up
Disrespect we gon' take it there
We 30 deep lil ***** we ain't fighting fair
You better holla at ya partners
Before we catch them outside and hit they *** wit dem choppers
The .45 make my pants sag
Catch me bouncing through the club wit my black flag
You don't like it do something *****
Where I'm from if we don't like it we do something *****
And you know we gon' ride homes
Stomped a ***** *** out until they turn the lights on


Me and Jeezy on the back street
Choppers in the back seat
What we fin to do the questions yean even gotta ask me
Desert in my lap and skullcap and a black tee
Looking for the *****s that say they fin to attack me
Turn the music down low and let the 'llac creep
**** the police I give a damn if they catch me
Wait a minute that's that ***** looking at me
Let off 50 shots you *****s ran like a track meet
I know my partners would have did the job for a flat fee
But seeing dem *****s bleed is the only thing that's gon' relax me
I'm hands on ***** damn what you say
All them games that you play don't stand a chance in the A *****


Roll up on yo block
All the bullshit stops
Man hoe know that I'm the prince so that *** gon' drop
I was born in the A with things in the way
Smoke weed everyday
Zone 3 where I stay
Yeah I think I'm the **** cause I got an SS
But the **** a old folk so you can receive the letter
I'm the best of the best
And the freshest of the fresh
Gotta pistol black out wit an Atlanta Hawk vest
Gotta lifetime of trouble and my brain still nervous
I don't rep the A by mistake I do the **** on purpose
Do it how it's worth it rim and the cars swerving
It ain't nothing but Lil Scrappy and g's up to start murkinin' ya


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