Bang Bang

[Intro]

Chea

Aye Put One In They Head

[Chorus]

This that club shit straight thug shit

This that beat a nigga ass in the club shit (check)

Jays laced up (check) game faced up (check)

Bang bang nigga nigga throw ya sets up

Bang bang bang throw ya sets up (come on)

Bang bang bang throw ya sets up , throw ya sets ups , throw ya sets up

[Verse 1: Yo Gotti]

Bang bang click clack bow DOA

North memphis nigga i do this everyday

You seen first 48 ?

Pussy nigga had a choppa got killed by a nigga with a .38

Everyday every hood in my city throwing signs

These young niggas crazy they lost they muthafucking minds

White bandana we play number games

Join the yayo club baking soda thang. ain't throwing money i make bullets rain

Carbon 15s thats a hurricane

Say we young and dumb we'n got it all

Gotta lot of beef but we'll kill'em all

Bodies piling up blame it on my dogs

Lotta money lotta bonds i'll make'em all

Blue and white jays white and red chain

You bout that gangsta shit well im bout the same thang

[Chorus]

This that club shit straight thug shit

This that beat a nigga ass in the club shit (check)

Jays laced up (check) game faced up (check)

Bang bang nigga nigga throw ya sets up. bang bang bang throw ya sets up (come on)

Bang bang bang throw ya sets up (come on)

Throw ya sets throw ya sets up

Bang bang bang bang throw ya sets up

[Verse 2: Gucci Mane]

(Guuucccciii , Gucci)

I murder lames murder tracks nigga word up

1017 bricksquad put ya birds up

A nigga swing on gucci mane that's unheard of

I got my black tee on with my black gloves

And when my choppa sound off it's like BLOCKA BLOCKA

You just like food only snacky snack for Wacka Flocka

I wear shades every night 'cause i'm so cool

Royal rumble in my hood it ain't no rules

The lil' pussy ass nigga false clamin'

These pussies know their not so Icey Intertainment

Got all kinds of choppas , hand guns name em'

Glocks, techs, carbons, macs we be bangin

[Chorus]

This that club shit straight thug shit

This that beat a nigga ass in the club shit (check)

Jays laced up (check) game faced up (check)

Bang bang nigga nigga throw ya sets up. bang bang bang throw ya sets up (come on)

Bang bang bang throw ya sets up (come on)

Throw ya sets throw ya sets up

Bang bang bang bang throw ya sets up

[Verse 3: Zed Zilla]

We live in this bitch better recognize

Before we spark up some shit & leave the club televised

My cousin still thuggin' that nigga paralyzed

Clubbin in his wheelchair sittin on his 45

If a nigga trip he gon wish he wouldn't

Sucerity tried to stop the bullshit but he couldn't

I see blue flags (what else)

I see red flags (what else)

I see niggas that ain't reppin with they scared ass

My projects bangin bandanas tied to rails

& you can get served but i ain't talkin digit scales

Fully automatic gunfire yeah it feel like hell

Im high as hell before ya die bitch ya might as well

(Zilla)

[Chorus]

This that club shit straight thug shit

This that beat a nigga ass in the club shit (check)

Jays laced up (check) game faced up (check)

Bang bang nigga nigga throw ya sets up. bang bang bang throw ya sets up (come on)

Bang bang bang throw ya sets up (come on)

Throw ya sets throw ya sets up

Bang bang bang bang throw ya sets up