Bang Bang — текст песни (King Sun)

(Remember when we used to play bang-bang
I shot you down, bang-bang
You hit the ground, bang-bang
That awful sound, bang-bang
I used to shoot you down) --> Stevie Wonder

Bang-bang, buck-buck
Nigga, what what?
Fallin and you can`t get up
You`re stuck
Bang-bang, buck-buck
Nigga, what what?
Fallin and you can`t get up (2x)

[ VERSE 1 ]
I guess it all started when we was young
Lil` niggas runnin round with loaded waterguns
It was sort of fun, playin cops and robbers
The kids who was cops had a pops or a father
Those who was crooks not only played the role
Had the look, used to jook they mom`s pocketbook
Later on get they ass whupped for the cash took
And the food stamps, little crook took the last book
Seemin at a very young age
Broke in a store, came across a 12-gauge
Showed they older brother and his friends like, look here
Yeah, it`s kinda hot, good lookin - then they took it
Bag him, better that than have police sag him
Plus a b.n.e., cause that`s two felonies
You too young, wait - a few years later
Comin to a trey-eight, six shot, nickel-plated
Small-time stick-up`s, nickel-and-dime pick-up`s
Soon as a nigga get a nine, wan` lick up
For big up`s, now stick-up`s ain`t big enough
Lil` nigga tough, tryin to stick bigger stuff
(Bo! Bo! Bo!)

(...bang-bang
I shot you down, bang-bang
You hit the ground, bang-bang
That awful sound, bang-bang
I used to shoot you down)

Bang-bang, buck-buck
Nigga, what what?
Fallin and you can`t get up
You`re stuck
Bang-bang, buck-buck
Nigga, what what?
Fallin and you can`t get up

[ VERSE 2 ]
Stick em up, nigga, what what, Mr. Big Nuts
My finger on the trigger, barrel on your gut
Nigga, freeze, like you just done sniffed a oz.
Nobody move, not even slowly, you niggas know me
If I bless you, mean I gotta leave you holy
The preview is solely to be viewed by only
The few mackaronies, a lotta new clonies
Cold got phoney for them Grammy`s and them Tony`s
That`s how you know the showboats - from the drama
I would stick em up - chill, I know his mama
Couldn`t stand seein her cry at the funeral
All ready to die, sayin Baby, what they do to you?
But you ain`t in no position to respond
Stiff in a casket, your soul passed on
Your life flashed past your eyes too fast
Believin in true lies, hypnotized through gas
Such as... the bullet with your name on it
I touch beef with the burner, well done with the flame on it
My projectiles will have you livin in exile
Like a stepchild, alienated like the _X Files_

(...bang-bang
I shot you down, bang-bang
You hit the ground, bang-bang
That awful sound, bang-bang
I used to shoot you down)

[ VERSE 3 ]
Sawed-off shotgun, a hand on the pump
It`s Jewellah, `another wild nigga from the Bronx`
North East section, flexin with niggas from the Jets and
Lettin off Tecs from a Lexus
With temporary plates
I done had shoot-outs in most major cities in every state
With heavy weights, I swing major like Deacon
Mike Jordan, bringin more than flavor to the league and
The rootinest, tootinest, step like a boot in this
Gun-totinest, quotin this, full of lootinest
I don`t bust caps for nothin, rap for nothin
That`s like tellin DeNiro, Act for nothin
Crime gon` play my way, cause I don`t pay
Anyway, niggas gon` make my day
The wake Friday, the funeral is the followin
Cause of death: lead-poisonin, hollow-tip-swallowin

I remember (I remember)
When we used to play shoot em up (shoot em up)
Bang-bang (bang-bang)
I remember (you remember)
When we used to play shoot em up (shoot em up)
Bang-bang

(...bang-bang
I shot you down, bang-bang
You hit the ground, bang-bang
That awful sound, bang-bang
I used to shoot you down)

Bang-bang, buck-buck
Nigga, what what?
Fallin and you can`t get up
You`re stuck
Bang-bang, buck-buck
Nigga, what what?
Fallin and you can`t get up



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