Bang bang bang Now there ain't no place to run to What you go and do You go and give the boy a gun Ain't no place to run We'll shoot him down Ain't no place to run When he hold it in his hand He feel mighty he feel strong

Suddenly, this boy Suddenly, this, my love Never say never again 'cause it's bad luck But I dance through the blisters at night And I laughed 'til I cried and cried and I ran 'til my feet couldn't run no more 'Til I know I'm alive, alive, yeah Suddenly

Round are way the birds are singing Round are way the sun shines bright The paper boy is working before he goes Lying to the teacher he knows he knows He didn't and he should've Brought his lines in yesterday Ernie bangs the sound and the day begins The

She couldn't make it on her own! She had to get a pimp, She had to get the pimp, She couldn't make it on her own! (What about me?) What about me? She couldn't make it on her own! ("Bangladesh!") California air! Chain all blue like it's runnin' out of

(The) back street dolls And the side door johnnies The wide eyed boys with their bags full of Back in the alley Going bang to the wall Tied to the tail Of a midnight crawl Heaven wouldn't be

If you in a club nigga then shit bang If you on the streets nigga then shit bang If you on the block nigga then shit bang And if it's what ya need boy, do ya thang If ya in a Range Rov then shit bang If you in that 600 then shit bang If you on that Steel

Look, rudeboy, I've been the man Even when I was in the pram Way before your Insta bang Furthermore, before that Instagram I'm just tryna get love, when I'm in Japan I make the girl dem sing for man Every MC wanna spin the man But I kill a soundboy like

Bébé fait du sale, allô allô allô Million d'dollars, bébé tu vaux ça J'suis gang, hors game Boy ne joue pas, bang bang bang Blah blah blah d'la pookie Ah, depuis longtemps, j'ai vu dans ça depuis longtemps J'ai vu dans ça depuis longtemps, ah, ah, j'ai

It don't matter if you're black or white But, if you're thinkin' about my baby Yea, yea, yea now I took my baby on a Saturday bang Boy is that girl with you Yes we're one and the same Now I believe in miracles And a miracle has happened tonight

Play me some of that $uicide pimpin' man You motherfuckers pitiful, I'm too sick of you I'm a walking visual, you boys refillable Unforgivable Once you cross me, hoe Now you a motherfucking stain to Lil Cut Throat (pow!) Let the gun bang Nuts hang, drug