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"Bang"
[feat. Lil' D]


[Intro: C-Los]
Bitch it's N.O.L.I.M.I.T
Black Sopranos ne the click til D.I.E.
And we gutta nigga G.U.T.T.A.
Hardcore niggaz never givin dudes leeway

[Hook x2: C-Los (Lil' D same time)]
Bitches it's N.O. L.I.M.I.T. (hell naw I ain't taking no shit from no bitch)
Black Sopranos be the click til I D.I.E. (I'm a load my clip and bang my shit)
And we gutta nigga G.U.T.T.A. (Nigga fuck that shit, I don't play that shit)
Hardcore niggaz never givin dudes leeway

[Verse 1: C-Los]
We the Black Sopranos mob I understand why you scared of us
A drama then you know I be letting my bretta bust
I'm ten steps ahead of ya, I keep a semi on my side
Like Eddie Murphy on that movie Coming to America
I slide in my ride so fly like a space ship
Keep a 4.5 on both sides like a weight bench
I don't think you pussy niggaz really wanna fuck with me
Cause I'll Sprintin like my cell Phone Company
I don't play with lames don't take me for a game
They'll think I'm Damon Waynes how I'm a fucking Major Payne
I don't care what side you on, if I don't know you
I'm a leave ya smellin like some gunpowder Cologne
And you know just what it is when a nigga grab the clip and glock
Red beams on ya have u lookin like you got the chicken pocs
My niggaz need help, I be comin for em right away
Cause I'm a back em up, like a muthafuckin license plates

[Hook x2: C-Los (Lil' D same time)]

[Verse 2: Lil' D]
Suicide some nigga, I'm a muthafuckin business
So I boss with no hard like I run on ceilings
Please, you bitch niggaz don't want it with the dealer game
And feed ya ass at Shell like you buyin the peach
I can keep that reach, I don't need no his cashes
Shout to leave ya girl my hoes in the Playboy Mansion damn
Where the hood and they know what's happenin
My guns Bloods ain't Crips when they poppin they crackin
I'm the one to fear, not the test over here
I'm poppin a 40, and no I ain't talkin bout the belt
I'm talkin bout the ass love to run up on ya mug
At hole 20s, I can make heart ride on drugs
So leave what you shouldn't do uh-uh buckin showin ya grill
Get ya fuckin gold teeth ain't bullet proof
Call my click two guards and ya'll some shooters
Leave ya chest hangin out like you work for hooters

[Hook x2: C-Los (Lil' D same time)]

[Thanks to Enty$$$3MTL-A4life for these lyrics]

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