Bang Bang

Chorus: Snoop Dogg

If they're taking what you earn and you always getting burned

Put their face on the curb, you gots to bang bang

They either take what you got or they're blowing up the spot

I don't care if he's a cop, you gots to bang bang

Jealousy is a bitch, if he twitch he's a snitch

Trigger finger got the itch, you gots to bang bang

You wanna fuck with my gang?

We'll be bringing you the pain

It ain't ever gonna change

Verse 1: Ill Bill

They say the pen's like a sword right before my sawed-off shotty was born

Knock on your door, pop your entire mind on the floor

Murder the usual clients just to gain the acceptance

Of a circle of super tyrants in a race for weapons

Most popular of course the AK-47

Bought a dirty bomb for nine hundred K in North Yemen

We the shifty-faced personification of militants

Facilitate pistols spray incredible distance

Behind the scenes of intrigue and the cult technology

Orchestrating chaos catapult fear in society

Seeds are planted, deceit and evil seize the planet

Make your choice: feast or famine, we creep with cannons

And spray everything like a fire truck and such

Still smoking like somebody just sparked up a Dutch

Or the Branch Davidian compound around town

Doomsday can start now, motherfucker count down

Repeat Chorus

Verse 2: Everlast

Recognise, analyze, mobilize, analyze the great white cold

Irish pope being canonized

The portrait's painted, about to get sainted

Any single kingdom you from I'll reign it

The hustle been tainted, the plot's been foiled

The whole world sold out, you all got spoiled

I spit that flame, I spark that fire

All the woods bow down and they call me sire

I'm the true peckerwood Caucasoid messiah

I'm a crazy baldhead, death's when I retire

You can't burn my kingdom if it's made of fire

You was born from a bitch so you was born a liar

Repeat Chorus

Verse 3: Slaine

Yeah, I ain't here to talk it out man, fuck a dialogue

I'm an enemy, you want a friend? Go and buy a dog

If the methods to my madness is idiotic

And violence is a disease and everybody in my city got it

I pack a banger and I hang around with crooks

Who run across the country making money off the books

I'm gluttonous and greedy just as hungry as it looks

I seen they wouldn't feed me so I took it like a jux (gimme that!)

My eyes are open, head is racing forever

Got an army behind me, a federation of terror

They can blindly define me as the insomniac zombie

Who shot ya, look at ya, you remind me of Gandhi

It goes three times in the chest, point blank range

Forty-four right on the back like Danny Ange

The cocaine makes my brain so strange

One up in the chamber, let the bullets go bang

Repeat Chorus