BANG

I was five and he was six, we rode on horses made of sticks

He wore black and I wore white

He would always win the fight, bang bang, he shot me down, bang bang, I hit the ground

Bang bang, that awful sound, bang bang, my baby shot me down, bang bang

Ay, I'm done letting niggas slide, you fuck with suckas, then go duck with them, I don't

Care if I never met him, he from that side, then he get plucked with them, they won't

Come over here up on this block, they know it's funk with them, it's static, we can match it

We got Glocks and we go up with them, fuck it then, I'm busting plays, don't call

Me by my government, we hushin' Them, 223's will really shoot Through trees

Ill buy a bunch of them, I got dro and snow and all the drugs to get you buggin' then