I know some East Side niggas and they love to bang Know some West Side niggas like to do the same thing And they pull up and wreck, pull up and wreck yeah Pull up and wreck yeah, pull up and wreck Know some West Side niggas like to the same thing Like,

Boom boom tap, boom boom tap Tick tick bang, tick tick bang Tick tick bang, bang bang bang Boom, boom, tap Boom, boom, boom, tap Tick tick bang Tick tick bang

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,

Dumb-be-dumb-dumb be-dumb-be-dumb-dumb Oh bang, a boom-a-boomerang Love is a tune you hum-de-hum-hum By giving away, I think you'll learn You'll get love in return So bang, a boom-a-boomerang is love A boom-a-boomerang is love Making somebody happy is a

Don't come out the house 'cause the gang outside Bang outside, I hang outside Bang outside, hang outside Thirteen, got my first stripe, first stripe Glenwood road, where they shiest, nigga Slaughter Gang so I keep a knife, nigga We was broke so all we