Shoot Em Up (Bang Bang) Pt. 1 lyrics

[Intro]
"Bang, Bang, Bang, Bang"
Alchemist!
This is it kid!

[Verse 1]
Yo, they can't f*ck with the boy Noyd, I'm ill, I'm too real
They don't know what beef is, these n*ggas 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, n*gga you see you wildin'
Your team against my team, it ain't no challenge
n*ggas know we mobbin', rollin' in thousands
Man, we would (Shoot em' up), and leave they ass silent
The word, you the herb n*ggas clownin'
Polishin' they knuckle game, bashin' your mouth in
Thought you was thuggin', but now n*gga you front-ing
Screamin' you were donned all along, this n*gga 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 n*gga, and we don't give a f*ck who want beef
We don't care about your car, n*gga, see we got heat
We don't care about your broads, n*gga, see we love the street
Front, Get your ass lumped, n*gga, 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
n*ggas know my name, n*ggas know my gun bang-bang
n*ggas know what time it is, n*ggas know my style kid
n*ggas know I rep the bridge..
C'mon!
[Hook]
n*ggas screaming they hood, but outside of they hood, they nothin'
n*ggas never (Bang Bang)
Nah, n*ggas screaming they hood, I run up in they hood and
(Shoot em' up), and this is how we do it, man
n*ggas screaming they hood, but outside of they hood, they nothin'
n*ggas never (Bang Bang)
n*ggas screaming they hood, I run up in they hood and...
Bang, Bang

[Verse 2]
Ayo, n*ggas 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' n*gga 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'
n*gga, I'm Terror like a Squad full of Puerto Ricans
Insomniac with drama, n*gga, 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]
n*ggas screaming they hood, but outside of they hood, they nothin'
n*ggas never (Bang Bang)
Nah, n*ggas screaming they hood, I run up in they hood and
(Shoot em' up), and this is how we do it, man
n*ggas screaming they hood, but outside of they hood, they nothin'
n*ggas never (Bang Bang)
n*ggas screaming they hood, I run up in they hood and...
Bang, Bang