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Bang Ta dis
Benzino Song Lyrics
Oh (I dont' know what they thought) Hangmen 3 Runnin off topic Chorus: Aiyyo, stop what ya doin and bang ta dis Put ya glass down and grab a chick Don't even think you can hang with this Bitch-ass niggas can't hang with this Blunts, bitches, clips, guns Bars, bricks, whips, funds (4x) (Benzino) Come to think about it we ain't ordinary men You think you immortal, my dogs ain't sleepin Run through ya crib at 6 in the evenin 10 o'clock news, front page section Count all the votes, Benzino's been elected Most dangerous, most violent My killers always move in silence Put 'dro in a blunt, twist it up Put fo' in ya gut, twist you up You ain't heard, not guilty's the verdict I paint a clear picture, you spit with no vision I spit viscious, we all in position Check a nigga history, you better ask around Rap's greatest mystery This is for my real dog niggas, incarcerated tears Niggas all in tears, throw it up Chorus: Aiyyo, stop what ya doin and bang ta dis Put ya glass down and grab a chick Don't even think you can hang with this Bitch-ass niggas can't hang with this Blunts, bitches, clips, guns Bars, bricks, whips, funds (4x) (Benzino) Sky's the limit, long as my heart pump I'll be in it 'Til I overcome, finally win it Used to hit the street hard Hustle like time was endin, and I'm not pretendin I choose my own destiny And can't nobody get the best of me And half y'all niggas can't get next to me Y'all ain't strong enough to question me Cuz ain't no tellin when it's time to go to war Specially when niggas don't bang no more Fake-ass rappers should cut and take ten You act like you can't get laid in coffin You act like niggas get play from Boston Never underestimate it too often Smoke hash just to ease the pain And keep stayin focused on gettin payed Still searchin in my soul for the answers Askin God why I'm gettin these chances Home Boston, we harm if we hungry Fight if we starvin, I'll die for this money (Chorus 2x) Aiyyo, stop what ya doin and bang ta dis Put ya glass down and grab a chick Don't even think you can hang with this Bitch-ass niggas can't hang with this Blunts, bitches, clips, guns Bars, bricks, whips, funds (4x) |
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