The big bang, took and shook the world Shot down the rising sun The hopeful depend on a world without end Whatever the hopeless may say Imagine a man The end was begun, it would hit everyone When the chain reaction was done The big shots, try to hold it

Do you wanna die happy? My love's a revolver My sex is a killer I shoot 'em bang bang Line 'em up Knock 'em down My looks can kill

Bang bang bang boom boom boom boom Bang bang, in ring of fire Bang bang, my sweet desire Bang bang, my love is true Bang bang, I'd die for you Road is white, ski is black Ride horse neck, run down your back There's a house, like a small I want your love,

She be struttin' that stuff, that stuff, that stuff (Bangerz) She be struttin' that stuff, I be struttin' my stuff (Bangerz, f***in' bangerz) She be struttin' that stuff, that stuff, that stuff (F***in' bangerz) All the way in the back, with a tree on my

Whatever you may hear or see Us of constant banging Throwing fists against the wall How cruel time can be When you wake you'll know I'm gone And where I'm going there's no one So don't follow me Don't follow me

Meugiwarano Tout donner, tout donner, Hé wa wa wa warano Wa wa wa lekisa bango Wa wa wa hé warano Paris centre, Paris centre Paris Centre, soit tu vis, soit tu vis pas On s'déplace pour le garçon de ris-Pa'

Bang bang! bang bang! Everywhere I go, all I ever seem to hear is No matter where I go, all I ever seem to see is Everyday it's the same thing, L.A. ain't changed Niggas still player hating, but Dre ain't changed I'm just a lot smarter now Cause these

Ain't a damn thing change I still keep that thing Right up under my shirt Until somebody get hurt When I pull away hang and bang 'Cause it all fun and games Boy you better catch me first So you finally get hurt murked put 'em in the dirt

Call it automatic bang, bang, bang When I switch lanes, phantom doors swing Arm out the window screaming money ain't a thang Rari switch lanes, diamonds in my chain Been around the world all the hoes know my name Mr. automatic bang, bang, bang Fuck a

I'm moving on Yeah I'll be long gone I'm tired of sitting around and waiting I remember the first time I met you I thought my time had come I felt my time had come Instead of banging this drum I'm tired of thinking about you baby And I'll be long gone