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Bang Lyrics - Rise Of An Empire - Young Money

Yeah 

(Turn on) 

 

I put the kush in the stogey, yeah, I put the Bentley in Drive 

I'm pulling out the garage, and thanking God I'm alive 

I've been through so much shit, been through trouble and back 

I ain't do much time, but dawg I ain't going back 

These niggas fake and they phony, the paparazzi wait on me 

I left the jail in Givenchies, they should have posted that homie 

I'm in the A with Rich Homie, I'm in the A with 2 Chainz 

I'm in the A with my brother, it's YMCM Rich Gang 

Now tell them niggas line up, I tell them niggas time up 

This KTZ gon' stand out, it's clear I don't give a fuck 

In my closet I eat you up, my fashion ill, no duh 

My whip game insane uh Ferrari Testarossa's 

Y'all niggas thought I lost it, I'm awesome 

I just took a break to teach a young nigga how to boss it 

Like when KG went to Boston 

Or when Melo went to the Knicks 

And he brought JR Smith and they both started ballin' 

Big bro went from serving birds to pelicans in New Orleans 

Uh, let me take a break, 

Let me catch my breath 

Rolling with the Birdman homie 

It's YM over everything, nigga, I don't need nothing else 

It's Lil Twist, nigga, I'm checked in 

I fucked home girl and her best friend 

You don't wanna miss out on your blessing 

Got the dope dick and I use it as a weapon I just 

 

Shoot'er, bang 

Shoot'er, bang 

 

Shoot'er, bang 

Shoot'er, bang 

 

Check (shoot'er) Sometimes I think I'm Michael Jordan 

Michael Tyson, Michael Phelps and Michael Jackson 

Might just drop my fucking tape and fuck around, it might go platinum 

How'd I do that off of freebies? Fill my double cup with ether 

Got the same buzz as niggas with an album off of features 

See I'm doing it again 

Got a tool in the timbs, now the rules gotta bend 

No tools in the gym but I gotta bring it in 

'Cause niggas wanna flex, but they really slim Jim 

Gotta point it at him, him, fuck it and him 

All I wanna do is kill kill for the ching ching 

Got a best friend and the best friend got a twin 

Gotta fit 'em all in, now that's a win win win win 

The room's spinning 'cause I'm faded 

Watch how you run up on these businessmen, they're gang related 

I said I like the way she dance, she like the way I made it 

Fuck me without paying a rent, imagine if I paid it 

I owe you one girl, I owe you one's 

Money always been the main attraction 

Homie told me women always been the main distraction 

And I'm too focused, I just hate to get disturbed 

I'm busy making millions, she just started laughing so you know I had to 

 

Shoot'er, bang 

Shoot'er, bang 

Shoot'er, bang 

 

Shoot'er, bang 

Shoot'er, bang 

Shoot'er, bang 

 

Wanting manners when I don't even want a mask on 

War paint like a baboon and my bitch got a red ass on 

Young Money Cash Money to the dirt of me 

So for certainly I'mma get my blast on 

To the face of a fuck nigga trying to fuck with us 

Think they can make it if they can run a decathlon 

Stay blazing, I mack on, 

Play brave and get back home with them AK's 

Crack arms with a straight face 

That calm and I fain gaze 

And attack on with a straight razor in that palm 

Any nigga want it he gotta get it 

The Yappa got it rolling and rocking with it 

I got a nigga showing and popping, picking and going 

Packing a fight, everybody hit the floor, he shot the men and boom 

Pall bearers, cold moms, militia all Bishop's, O-Dawg's 

You should've drove off, hitting on bitches and poor dogs 

Looking the nose off, looking like I'm flicking the stove off 

When I'm kicking the stove off, kicking the doors off 

Everybody hit the deck, still bodies get thrown off 

Say making a remarkable pay 

Meeting grandpa at a doc or a bay 

Bad bitch, hide the grippers, I may 

Fucking killing unbook, come the coppers and spray 

Twizzie get the chicken, they plot him hopping the gate 

If you get to trippin' then you get shot in the face 

You ain't got the bitch in the kitchen popping the safe 

Sorry to say, no eye witness, you finish you gotta bang 

 

Shoot'er, bang 

Shoot'er, bang 

Shoot'er, bang 

 

Shoot'er, bang 

Shoot'er, bang 

Shoot'er, bang