เพลง Let It Bang

作曲 : Quincey Hanley/Darold Brown/Lexus Lewis

作词 : Quincey Hanley/Darold Brown/Lexus Lewis

"Let It Bang"

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Grandma hid that hammer in her mattress from my uncle

He would listen to Wu-Tang 'fore walkin' in the jungle

Army 40 jacket, kitchen knife, hope he don't cut you

With a deuce-deuce up in his boot in case he gettin' tussles

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(And he will)

Let it bang, let it bang, let it bang

(And he will)

Let it bang, let it bang, let it bang

(And he will)

Let it bang, let it bang, let it bang

(And he will)

Let it bang, let it bang, let it bang

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Life will work out

How he turned out

Granddaddy tried to help him but he burnt out

He screamed "lazy"

F**k I want you

Tried to get a job

Block party where the hoochies turned out

They would dance and sweat they perm out

And they scream we got beef keef with the handle with no prob

Cologne and liquor was his odor

Fragrance, of a ridin' soldier

ODB was his persona, he was high on Mars

40 ounce in this some marijuana

When grandma die from pneumonia

Now his life a roller coaster, put that sh*t on God

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(And he will)

Let it bang, let it bang, let it bang

(And he will)

Let it bang, let it bang, let it bang

(And he will)

Let it bang, let it bang, let it bang

(And he will)

Let it bang, let it bang, let it bang

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BruH, I miss my crackHead uncle

Sold Him d**e in by tHe bundles

Drop down on Him, His own gun though

F**k about family, wHere's my Hundo

Fore my clip go knock-knock zero

Fake ni**a talkin' bout Q ain't real

18 slangin' that Coupe Deville

Young ni**a, young ni**a move that d**e

Young ni**a might get killed

Cuz ain't payin' my bills

Heat make tHe beef get grilled

12 years clutcHin' tHat steel

Pop a ni**a more tHan tHose pills

Pistol under tHe sheet when I sleep

Body niggas, I can do beats

I ain't talkin' bout my uncle, tHis me

Made anotHer million tHis week

Swagger make a bili look cheap

I'm tHe reason wHy your momma OD'd

I'm tHe reason wHy your Homies ain't deep

Now you wanna talk about peace

Get tHe b**ches all up off tHese streets

Wonder wHy you rubbin' up feet

If you got High off wHat I sold

High steel platinum wHen He on sH*t row

Big belly bottle, I could still get tHrowed

Leave a ni**a flat till His body get towed

Sad tHat tHe curb got closed

Leave Him with a Hole in his skull

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Let it bang, let it bang, let it bang

Let it bang, let it bang, let it bang

Let it bang, let it bang, let it bang

Let it bang, let it bang, let it bang