YOUNG JEEZY - Bang lyrics

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    YOUNG JEEZY LYRICS
    
    "Bang"
    (feat. Lil Scrappy, T.I.)
    
    [Chorus]
    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 motherfucker bang
    Throw ya hoods up bang motherfucker bang
    Eastside! (Hit 'em up bang motherfucker bang)
    Westside! (Hit 'em up, bang motherfucker bang)
    
    [Young Jeezy]
    Do ya thug thang gon' get 'em up
    Represent ya side nigga hit 'em up
    Disrespect we gon' take it there
    We 30 deep lil nigga we ain't fighting fair
    You better holla at ya partners
    Before we catch them outside and hit they ass wit dem choppers
    The .45 make my pants sag
    Catch me bouncing through the club wit my Crip flag
    You don't like it do something nigga
    Where I'm from if we don't like it we do something nigga
    And you know we gon' ride homes
    Stomped a nigga ass out until they turn the lights on
    
    [Chorus]
    
    [T.I.]
    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 niggaz that say they fin to attack me
    Turn the music down low and let the 'llac creep
    Fuck the police I give a damn if they catch me
    Wait a minute that's that nigga looking at me
    Let off 50 shots you niggaz ran like a track meet
    I know my partners would have did the job for a flat fee
    But seeing dem niggaz bleed is the only thing that's gon' relax me
    I'm hands on nigga damn what you say
    All them games that you play don't stand a chance in the A nigga
    
    [Chorus]
    
    [Lil Scrappy]
    Roll up on yo block
    All the bullshit stops
    Man hoe know that I'm the prince so that ass 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 shit cause I got an SS
    But the shit 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 shit 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 murkining ya
    
    [Chorus]
    
    [Thanks to LOUBABY87@YAHOO.COM for correcting these lyrics]

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