Bang

[Intro: Kurupt] G shit What we do? What we do? Bang, look nigga (listen) [Chorus: Kurupt, The Game, Daz Dillinger & Tha Dogg Pound] You got them funny ass colors on, take it off If you in the club with ice on, we takin' off I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it off Do what? Sh-sh-shake it off, or get banged on! [Verse 1: The Game, Daz Dillinger & Kurupt] Gettin' my bang on, red strings on Louis Vuitton kicks, Louis Vuitton frames on Louis Vuitton belt, holding the fo'-five You know who I am bitch, I'm Mr. Westside This West West or nothin', get your pistols, get your flag Gangstas we love to sag, we cock it back and blast Like booyaka booyaka, we lay the party down G-G-Game, Dogg Pound, everybody get down Look nigga, I nurture and breed I ain't never gave a fuck about a bitch's needs And bitch niggas try to invade our town I'ma lay 'em down, spray the 'K and get out And say goodbye to the '6-4, hello to the '6-trey He ain't never seen hydraulics, look at his bitch face Up, down, now watch my shit scrape Daz call Snoop, I'ma Crip Walk to get Dre And Blood Bounce back, heat on the track Dribble rock like Wade and bounce like Shaq Throw a O in the pot and watch it bounce right back Like that (Like that?) Like that [Chorus: Kurupt, The Game, Daz Dillinger & Tha Dogg Pound] You got them funny ass colors on, take it off If you in the club with ice on, we takin' off I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it off Do what? Sh-sh-shake it off, or get banged on! [Verse 2: Daz Dillinger, The Game & Kurupt] (What's up, little homie? Game, what's up) We street connected, respected, I gets pathetic When I did it I must've meant it, so nigga go and rep it Lil' homies around her constantly on smash mode Lil' niggas with pistols that blowin' out your asshole Bang how we give it, the culture that we live in Fresh out the hospital or fresh out the prison (prison) Real niggas for life, the roots of the G tree N.W.A., Dr. D-R-E We not S-T-A-Rs, we don't put stars in our shoes Bitch, we put the whole car on the shoes You don't wanna see my car on the news I'll set it off like Queen Latifah, red beam on the nina Bang out, chippin' in traffic, dippin' the classic Dippin' to classics, whoopin' that ass, it's hood niggas Ready to get it, your bitch can get it 'Cause I know she'll suck a dick in less than a minute Cuz, I'ma have to show him where the house at (at) Two milli Macs (Mac) semi-automatic situational attack In the back with a sack Cadillac all black like this and like that Bang, broken like glass and plastic Bang out on him with the mask and plastic (motherfucker) We got access to massive plastiques Purchased last week, DPGC, bang! [Chorus: Kurupt, The Game, Daz Dillinger & Tha Dogg Pound] You got them funny ass colors on, take it off If you in the club with ice on, we takin' off I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it off Do what? Sh-sh-shake it off, or get banged on! [Verse 3: The Game & Kurupt] Here come them out of town niggas: "What up Blood? What up Cuz?" They don't even know what 2Pac first album was Should I tell 'em Blood? (Nah, fuck 'em loc) Me and Kurupt three-wheelin' on the hundred spokes Look, dash, brake, bounce and scrape Run up on the '6-4, see the AK (Bang) Like Eazy (Bang) like Dre (Bang) Like Snoop (Bang) in L.A. (Bang) Like Crips and Bloods from now on Wear a Bathing Ape hoodie, get stripped in the club Like a bitch in the club, watch him strip in the club You like Ice Creams? Get a banana split in the club No jewelry, you can't wear shit in the club And that go for every nigga and bitch in the club So you better take it off 'fore you get in the club Game and Dogg Pound along side sittin' on dubs Remember that [Chorus: Kurupt, The Game, Daz Dillinger & Tha Dogg Pound] You got them funny ass colors on, take it off If you in the club with ice on, we takin' off I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it off Do what? Sh-sh-shake it off, or get banged on!