[Intro]
"Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang"
Alchemist!
This is it kid!
[Verse 1]
Yo, they can't fuck with the boy Noyd, I'm ill, I'm too real
They don't know what beef is, these niggas better chill
See, I'm cool, unless I had to murk somethin', then that's when I
(Shoot em' up), and murder them, man
I shut they eyelids from violence, nigga you see you wildin'
Your team against my team, it ain't no challenge
Niggas know we mobbin', rollin' in thousands
Man, we would (Shoot em' up), and leave they ass silent
The word, you the herb niggas clownin'
Polishin' they knuckle game, bashin' your mouth in
Thought you was thuggin', but now nigga you front-ing
Screamin' you were donned all along, this nigga not a thing
It's on now, see his ass in the street
Out come the guns, know the thuns, man, we gotta eat
QB nigga, and we don't give a fuck who want beef
We don't care about your car, nigga, see we got heat
We don't care about your broads, nigga, see we love the street
Front, Get your ass lumped, nigga, it be our treat
Here, we don't front in them streets, when it come to that beef
You know we (shoot em' up), and leave em' dead on the concrete
Need more heat for more beef, more thuns, we more deep
More guns on more streets, the beef on, it's no sleep
Just more heat for police, check the guns we squeezin' when we (shoot em' up)
We leave em' buried in a three piece suit
Come on duke, you know my gun shoot
Niggas know my name, niggas know my gun bang-bang
Niggas know what time it is, niggas know my style kid
Niggas know I rep the bridge..
C'mon!
[Hook]
Niggas screaming they hood, but outside of they hood, they nothin'
Niggas never (Bang Bang)
Nah, niggas screaming they hood, I run up in they hood and
(Shoot em' up), and this is how we do it, man
Niggas screaming they hood, but outside of they hood, they nothin'
Niggas never (Bang Bang)
Niggas screaming they hood, I run up in they hood and...
Bang, Bang
[Verse 2]
Ayo, niggas don't want it, if they want it, then they get it
See I talk cause I live it and I walk with a mean limp
Know what I mean, king? The thing on my hip got a mean kick
And I don't be without it, look
I'm the next best, gat slangin, rap singin' nigga outta Queensbridge
And I don't be playin' with demeanors
I'm more into drama-bringin
Have you in dirt, your mama in church with her choir singin
Step out your zone, you get blown open leakin'
Nigga, I'm Terror like a Squad full of Puerto Ricans
Insomniac with drama, nigga, there's no sleeping
I got nickel plated revolvers for that reason
See, I been puffin' blunts and I'm high
But, bet I'm on point, boy, I'll punch you in yo eye
Cause every time they tell me put my gun away
I tell em "yeah right", boy I'll
(Shoot em' up), cause I ain't tryna fight
And I ain't dyin' tonight, I'm trying to scoop me some boots
And wear em out until they worn out, that's right
And anything else is just uncivilized
I (shoot em' up) trying to couple up with the cutie pies, boy
[Hook]
Niggas screaming they hood, but outside of they hood, they nothin'
Niggas never (Bang Bang)
Nah, niggas screaming they hood, I run up in they hood and
(Shoot em' up), and this is how we do it, man
Niggas screaming they hood, but outside of they hood, they nothin'
Niggas never (Bang Bang)
Niggas screaming they hood, I run up in they hood and...
Bang, Bang
Shoot Em Up (Bang Bang) Pt. 1 was written by Big Noyd & The Alchemist & Gamble & Huff & Kenneth Gamble & Leon Huff.
Shoot Em Up (Bang Bang) Pt. 1 was produced by The Alchemist.
Big Noyd released Shoot Em Up (Bang Bang) Pt. 1 on Tue Sep 23 2003.