Bang on ‘Em (feat. Prodigy)

The Alchemist

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    Here we go
    You know what it is, nigga
    Click-clack

    Bang on 'em, pop 'em thangs on 'em
    Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
    I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
    Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
    Bang on 'em, pop 'em thangs on 'em
    Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
    I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
    Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em

    Ayo my hood broke my heart into pieces
    Dunn, the streets took my dreams and shattered them, and turn me into a preacher
    Minds to money got me not givin' a fuck
    All I care about is music and who I gotta cut
    With the Mac, uzi, 47, pick a weapon
    Six million ways to die, my 25 endin'
    When I pop him in the gut, I drop him where they stunt
    I try keepin' it peace but that shit's for chumps
    Projects fucked me up, made me strong as an Ox
    Made the nigga cold blooded ain't no friends on the block
    This the comrades and coldies, the crooked ass police
    Playin' cracks in the pocket send you up in creek
    Look don't ask me why Queensbridge can't stick together
    If you don't know the answer then you don't know the ghetto
    Everybody don't get along and that's what it is
    We either shoot when we shoot them niggas or we gon' get hit

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    Bang on 'em, pop 'em thangs on 'em
    Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
    I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
    Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
    Bang on 'em, pop 'em thangs on 'em
    Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
    I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
    Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em

    Ayo, my own niggas turned on me, BIG wasn't lyin'
    When he said: The ones who smoke blunts with you be conniving
    They was plottin' on my demise, they wanted my seat
    At the head of the table but I'm permanently chief
    I don't care how many bodies you got on your gun
    You either submit or go and start your own gang son
    Everybody wants to be boss, it ain't enough soldiers
    Everybody wants to call shots, it ain't enough shooters
    And it really hurts my soul that we can't click
    But whatever it'll never be the same again
    And when I see you niggas, you already know what it is
    And if you don't, you gon' find out the hard way kid
    Tried to make it work, but now I'm on some other shit
    I'm greedy with that limelight now you ain't gettin' none of it

    Bang on 'em, pop 'em thangs on 'em
    Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
    I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
    Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
    Bang on 'em, pop 'em thangs on 'em
    Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em
    I'ma bang on 'em, pop them thangs on 'em
    Drop a nigga frontin', get 'em if I want 'em

    All I got in my pocket, is a nickel and a nail
    The fully loaded 25, with one extra bullet on the side

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    Composición: The Alchemist

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