Bang bang,Aint no body do like me, huh. Fuck your bling bling your white nikes and your white tees, Homie these are my streets 901 In proggress nobody police No reason to get handcuffed or ring your shorty on the phone for bail Your already released,I'm already Unleashed on these fools that talk heat but iz all ice,A Demonstration or two to show I don't play nice,I play that gun play, I'm a trigger pusher I handle shit my way,Bang bang,I shot you down homie, your recognize that sound homie .
im tired of it all 'im sick of hearing drake im exhausted of listening to future thugger and the rest of his gang they all sound the same 'try nd switch your flow like i switch lanes or get the brain or feed off hate 2 words your lames try singing that wak shit in the golden days old school hip hop needs to resurrect aganee
thou shall not disrespect my mind i come threw hollow points in the 9 finger on the trigga betta check the time appointed ta b a killer by death so every step i step he deflects like iron attempts at an assassination on my life b4 my time is up thas why i ride wit no fear nd i jus dnt give a fuc i shed no tears i lost my tears when i sold my soul ta my maker a tortured soul lost nd no one can save ya once i snatch ya soul i am ur savior aint no way ya god can save ya ima cage ya up
yooooo whats bin good!im back,an im still hood ,it as if i slacked ,n i didnt move!!i woke up happy,all i did is wat i had ta do!!! shit i still spit,an glad ta do it,u can hate,all u want,but thats what ur choosen,i grabs dat muzic,LIKE!u snatched that beat,an u basterds used it,bang bang she shot me down!!a beat made by d suspect an josh brown!i sead it once i sead it twice,that beats apart of flemingdon life!!
it's a life of pain everyday...Everyday we look for a better way out the streets where niggaz ant got no beef so i can walk the streets in peace cats got so many beef they can't even sleep it's a shame to see my young niggaz coming up but there mind still stuck on wat they see on t.v, m.t.v not b.e.t
She was 17 when I first met her Her heart grew cold and I let her... Now she wit me I'm asking for lord for peace Butt later found myself in the streets.....
Devils on my back man.... Darkness falls fast man Dam Get up and go The devils with me on every show My brain still grows Of memories of old souls......
I truly appreciate your speech. Im sorry I was wrong about this, honestly. Im sorry I jumped to a conclusion without doing proper research about the origins of this song. What an insane thing to do! As for finding information and proper references, you seem slightly high on yourself, what do you know of my education? And god, life, evolution? Want do debate the existence of god? I can fire at that one all day. You call me petty based on a comment on a Young buck video. Whos narrow minded?
Wait wait wait, I looked at your profile. You call me a troll? I actually thought you were a serious person there for a second. How wrong I was. And dont you dare talk to anyone about "correct information". What a joke.
The song was written by Sonny Bono and released in 1966 for Cher Nancy Sinatra covered it and it was on her How Does that Grab you? Album, also in 1966. In 1966 Cher was 20 years old being born in 1946 And in 1966 Nancy was 26 years old being born in 1940 I don't see how "still sucking lollipops" would apply when they are only six years apart. Nancy is now 72 and Cher 66. I don't care about this situation, this just shows how petty some people are and to what extent they claim to be right.
Sitting in my car near the park Prowlin these little boys like a shark watching all these little girls and boys playing with there sexy ass little toys thinkin about getting some candy to flash around ya never know i might have it by the pound buddy calls me up and says what up
i get out my car and walk to the drinkin fountain acting like i am gazing at the mountain i see a kid and say what a beautiful sight i picked him up the kid had a little fight after a lil drugs and he dozed away far away he woke up strapt to the table by rope and cable i walk in with my dr coat and i begin to bloat with a whip and scissors in my hand the kid looks at the bands the bands attached to his wrist while i start he looks away now i know i got a clean get away
I scream as a man. Sitting in my van. Nothing is going to happen. Whens problem. I shoot at them.So i have my underground, wheres my base, theres my ground.
You hear them claps on tha beat well that ain't church niggas/ firing pin filed too thin, guns berserk wit it/ you say we got beef, well here's dessert wit it/ Bruce Bruce had his chance, so let Herc hit it/Fo real tho I'm hotta than a grill yo/on the fourth of July in the middle of a field tho/I'm Snoop Dogg, mixed wit Weezy, mixed wit Busta, Dmx, and a sprinkle of the Real HOV/ walk it like I talk it @Quavo/North Atlanta is Gwinnett who gone say "No"/been gettin money is what they all say/Love it when she call me baby @JLO. I'm done cause...they ain't readyyyy!(K. Hart voice)
My lyrical fuse is getting shorter by the second I should wreck it with intentions to see texas corrections Agg case on my side make a homie smoke tuff its enough wen my haters 34 wantin blood And Im still the guy wit the lyrical talent that’ll make you lose your balance and stand up for any lil challenge Knockin off the competition wit my swagga so exquisite you cant miss it but you diss it everyday you like to listen
yeh now im as real as they come i dont need to prove that but i can with da gun bang bang shoot back dont freeze wen u see da gunz coz that will leave u bleeding son
(Part 3) you make your money sellin drugs n robbin people even tho u know theres better ways but i cant get no 9 to 5, i jst cant handle minimum wage getn a check every other week, slavin away for that small piece of change nah that aint my style son, i jst cant do it i gotta let all these feelings out before i fuckin lose it im ridin thru these streets reflectin on my past rememberin my hopes n dreams tryna figure out the meaning to life, but piecing that puzzle together is harder than it seems
look into my eyes you try to see behind see inside,but youll never find your way inside my mind,its like a maze youd be amazed lookin around for days,this is the reason i look hazed and kinda dazed,so much goin on i dunno whats really happenin,one lil thing could break me and i snap again,contemplate to nap again or pick up my pen and rap again,this is whats happenin when im doped out in maths again
ankhon se dhoka ankhon ko dhokan kitno ki fati kitni lagi ane do ki ab kya hoga vo jo marzi khuda ki nadaani mehnat kar tab safalta ka khoka mila na sila andhvishwas khud me jo tha chir phad k mai baitha jab khud pekhud hi natha bharosa ya khud mai h / i thaa KAMJOR ghutno me dum ni rehta tha bore koso door sachaiyai se din bhar mere hatho me phone ghut ghut k hi jeena ya kut kut k uth
(Part 2) gotta stay on my grind everyday every night tryna survive in this concrete jungle is an everyday fight its cold n lonesome when you out here on your own nobody to feed you, no shelter, no home then at the end of everyday you always find yourself askin am i gonna make it in this evil world or am i gona go out blastin never knowin but always wonderin, starin up at the sky thru the lightnin n thunderin rain pouring down your cheek, prayin to God hopin for better days
"I don't like to pull my piece but you got me dying to use it, You speak to me with that devil tongue and you like to abuse it, I never been the type to be bothered by what somebody said, but theres something about you that makes me want you to be dead, the reapers's got a list and you're about to be on it after the sound you'll be under ground with some flowers up on ya, I don't like to have to do it but I already warned ya'.....bang bang.....one to your chest the other the forehead."
Heard "BANG BANG" .... round the fuckin corner By my old crib, im still the fuckin owner Drving a new whip? heard thats a fuckin loaner Heard him talkin shit, thats boy's a-fuckin-goner Im a rasta, stay with that paq Stay after these trees like a lumber jack Claim he rappin hard, but its fuckin wack Hey, here's a pen, go write another track..
To make it even more petty, some of you like to enjoy your time browsing videos and creating profiles just to comment nonsense so that people can say something about it. Then you laugh in satisfaction as if this means anything not realizing YOU took time out, made an email, passwords, google account/youtube, browse vids over and over just to bother others. People call that trolling, in all honesty that's just childish. The little things show how people would act in face of the big things.
None of y’all can rap so stop
miss this days when rap was rap buck killed this shit Cashville stand up this beat makes you wanna spit some real shit
Facts
Bang bang,Aint no body do like me, huh.
Fuck your bling bling your white nikes and your white tees,
Homie these are my streets 901 In proggress nobody police
No reason to get handcuffed or ring your shorty on the phone for bail
Your already released,I'm already Unleashed on these fools that talk heat but iz all ice,A Demonstration or two to show I don't play nice,I play that gun play,
I'm a trigger pusher I handle shit my way,Bang bang,I shot you down homie,
your recognize that sound homie .
Im flaming gats blazing straps aiming at this maniac hes spaying back hollow tips follow quick he gets caught like im laying traps
hmm why does that sound completely copied....
im tired of it all 'im sick of hearing drake im exhausted of listening to future thugger and the rest of his gang they all sound the same 'try nd switch your flow like i switch lanes or get the brain or feed off hate 2 words your lames try singing that wak shit in the golden days old school hip hop needs to resurrect aganee
thou shall not disrespect my mind i come threw hollow points in the 9 finger on the trigga betta check the time appointed ta b a killer by death so every step i step he deflects like iron attempts at an assassination on my life b4 my time is up thas why i ride wit no fear nd i jus dnt give a fuc i shed no tears i lost my tears when i sold my soul ta my maker a tortured soul lost nd no one can save ya once i snatch ya soul i am ur savior aint no way ya god can save ya ima cage ya up
yooooo whats bin good!im back,an im still hood ,it as if i slacked ,n i didnt move!!i woke up happy,all i did is wat i had ta do!!!
shit i still spit,an glad ta do it,u can hate,all u want,but thats what ur choosen,i grabs dat muzic,LIKE!u snatched that beat,an u basterds used it,bang bang she shot me down!!a beat made by d suspect an josh brown!i sead it once i sead it twice,that beats apart of flemingdon life!!
it's a life of pain everyday...Everyday we look for a better way out the streets where niggaz ant got no beef so i can walk the streets in peace cats got so many beef they can't even sleep it's a shame to see my young niggaz coming up but there mind still stuck on wat they see on t.v, m.t.v not b.e.t
She was 17 when I first met her
Her heart grew cold and I let her...
Now she wit me
I'm asking for lord for peace
Butt later found myself in the streets.....
Devils on my back man....
Darkness falls fast man
Dam
Get up and go
The devils with me on every show
My brain still grows
Of memories of old souls......
I truly appreciate your speech. Im sorry I was wrong about this, honestly. Im sorry I jumped to a conclusion without doing proper research about the origins of this song. What an insane thing to do! As for finding information and proper references, you seem slightly high on yourself, what do you know of my education? And god, life, evolution? Want do debate the existence of god? I can fire at that one all day. You call me petty based on a comment on a Young buck video. Whos narrow minded?
Wait wait wait, I looked at your profile. You call me a troll? I actually thought you were a serious person there for a second. How wrong I was. And dont you dare talk to anyone about "correct information". What a joke.
The song was written by Sonny Bono and released in 1966 for Cher
Nancy Sinatra covered it and it was on her How Does that Grab you? Album, also in 1966.
In 1966 Cher was 20 years old being born in 1946
And in 1966 Nancy was 26 years old being born in 1940
I don't see how "still sucking lollipops" would apply when they are only six years apart. Nancy is now 72 and Cher 66. I don't care about this situation, this just shows how petty some people are and to what extent they claim to be right.
haha jk im not a sick fuck it was just funny
The first beat I ever wrote to 🔥
THIS BEAT IS UTTER HEAT.
Ikr
Normally I couldn't give a shit about tube freestyle, but I'm feelin' this a bit.
Sitting in my car near the park
Prowlin these little boys like a shark
watching all these little girls and boys
playing with there sexy ass little toys
thinkin about getting some candy to flash around
ya never know i might have it by the pound
buddy calls me up
and says what up
smooth ass beat !
buck is not gunit out lawz have him now
i get out my car and walk to the drinkin fountain
acting like i am gazing at the mountain
i see a kid and say what a beautiful sight
i picked him up the kid had a little fight
after a lil drugs and he dozed away
far away
he woke up strapt to the table
by rope and cable
i walk in with my dr coat
and i begin to bloat
with a whip and scissors in my hand
the kid looks at the bands
the bands attached to his wrist
while i start he looks away
now i know i got a clean get away
I scream as a man. Sitting in my van. Nothing is going to happen. Whens problem. I shoot at them.So i have my underground, wheres my base, theres my ground.
Buck wuz Gettin it wen he wuz wit g-unit
You hear them claps on tha beat well that ain't church niggas/ firing pin filed too thin, guns berserk wit it/ you say we got beef, well here's dessert wit it/ Bruce Bruce had his chance, so let Herc hit it/Fo real tho I'm hotta than a grill yo/on the fourth of July in the middle of a field tho/I'm Snoop Dogg, mixed wit Weezy, mixed wit Busta, Dmx, and a sprinkle of the Real HOV/ walk it like I talk it @Quavo/North Atlanta is Gwinnett who gone say "No"/been gettin money is what they all say/Love it when she call me baby @JLO. I'm done cause...they ain't readyyyy!(K. Hart voice)
2 people got shot down...
Dam this beat is bang-banging
My lyrical fuse is getting shorter by the second I should wreck it with intentions to see texas corrections
Agg case on my side make a homie smoke tuff its enough wen my haters 34 wantin blood
And Im still the guy wit the lyrical talent that’ll make you lose your balance and stand up for any lil challenge
Knockin off the competition wit my swagga so exquisite you cant miss it but you diss it everyday you like to listen
yeh now im as real as they come
i dont need to prove that
but i can with da gun
bang bang shoot back
dont freeze wen u see da gunz
coz that will leave u bleeding son
(Part 3)
you make your money sellin drugs n robbin people even tho u know theres better ways
but i cant get no 9 to 5, i jst cant handle minimum wage
getn a check every other week, slavin away for that small piece of change
nah that aint my style son, i jst cant do it
i gotta let all these feelings out before i fuckin lose it
im ridin thru these streets reflectin on my past rememberin my hopes n dreams
tryna figure out the meaning to life, but piecing that puzzle together is harder than it seems
look into my eyes you try to see behind see inside,but youll never find your way inside my mind,its like a maze youd be amazed lookin around for days,this is the reason i look hazed and kinda dazed,so much goin on i dunno whats really happenin,one lil thing could break me and i snap again,contemplate to nap again or pick up my pen and rap again,this is whats happenin when im doped out in maths again
ankhon se dhoka
ankhon ko dhokan
kitno ki fati kitni lagi
ane do ki ab kya hoga
vo jo marzi khuda ki
nadaani
mehnat kar tab safalta ka khoka
mila na sila
andhvishwas khud me jo tha
chir phad k mai baitha
jab khud pekhud hi natha bharosa
ya khud mai h / i thaa KAMJOR
ghutno me dum ni rehta tha bore
koso door sachaiyai
se
din bhar mere hatho me phone
ghut ghut k hi jeena
ya kut kut k uth
display my rage expose ur guts this aint a game the only way ur given ups ta feel the flame but i aint had enuff dealen pain bang bang
Check out our Vid response.
bRad ft Jdee,Axeman - bang bang
Thx.
that was light work playing around on youtube, i bet u cant flow can u?
Were not deaf my brother. So you don't have to write that shit to us, ty ;)
I love this beat!!!!!
Check mine out to this beat. It's muted out due to copyright but check the lyrics
(Part 2)
gotta stay on my grind everyday every night
tryna survive in this concrete jungle is an everyday fight
its cold n lonesome when you out here on your own
nobody to feed you, no shelter, no home
then at the end of everyday you always find yourself askin
am i gonna make it in this evil world or am i gona go out blastin
never knowin but always wonderin, starin up at the sky thru the lightnin n thunderin
rain pouring down your cheek, prayin to God hopin for better days
Who did the beat?
I have NOOO idea, bro!
I had no idea it was Needlz. I appreaciate the knowledge.
❤ simplesmente fantástico
"I don't like to pull my piece but you got me dying to use it, You speak to me with that devil tongue and you like to abuse it, I never been the type to be bothered by what somebody said, but theres something about you that makes me want you to be dead, the reapers's got a list and you're about to be on it after the sound you'll be under ground with some flowers up on ya, I don't like to have to do it but I already warned ya'.....bang bang.....one to your chest the other the forehead."
FIRE bro!
CRINGE bro!
@MrSuckafree69 well it depends on what kinda guns your talking about xD
I need the link to download this instrumental, can you hook me up please?
Heard "BANG BANG" .... round the fuckin corner
By my old crib, im still the fuckin owner
Drving a new whip? heard thats a fuckin loaner
Heard him talkin shit, thats boy's a-fuckin-goner
Im a rasta, stay with that paq
Stay after these trees like a lumber jack
Claim he rappin hard, but its fuckin wack
Hey, here's a pen, go write another track..
I Love this beat it sayes my name all through the hook "TRENT"
To make it even more petty, some of you like to enjoy your time browsing videos and creating profiles just to comment nonsense so that people can say something about it. Then you laugh in satisfaction as if this means anything not realizing YOU took time out, made an email, passwords, google account/youtube, browse vids over and over just to bother others. People call that trolling, in all honesty that's just childish. The little things show how people would act in face of the big things.
whats yo view on tiktok lol
What happened to Young Buck? This CD was the shit!
wasnt dis biggie smalls beat too
lil waynes mixtape was hard on this
OMG this beaat is so good
thanks for post it
aint this the beat of notorious?
Excellent loop
buck had a nice flow on this...
I want this beat
This Album is Underrated
Very
yea... right...
@CFairz Lol
link??
SICK beat...
im gonna drop something to this today 110%
Did u do it?
@@shstarter5126 i did it ages ago ro just never put it out whats ur email and did u make the instrumental