Bang Bang lyrics

by

Eminem


[Intro: 50 Cent]
Yeah!
G-Unit, n*gga!
50 Cent, you heard me!
Irv, I don't believe you let that n*gga talk, you fat cupcake-eating motherf*cker!
I f*ck you up n*gga!
f*ckin' punk-ass n*gga!
Don't nobody respect you n*gga!
You Preme's son n*gga
Muhf*ckers been gettin' extorted from day one
It's all kind of b*tch in you, Chinese
Spanish, Black, White!

[Verse 1: Tony Yayo]
I got X, meth and slabs and cocaine
So the Feds want to search us like Arabs boarding a plane
I'm in the Range switching lanes
Reminiscing on cans of sardines

[Lloyd Banks]
.. and car dreams
I'll burn an unfamiliar bun
Got a shotgun like Elmer Fudd
Gotta let off and leave you in hella blood
Mom hip to the game, two ice chips in the chain
A few nights skipped on the plane
With two white chicks getting brain
[50 Cent]
Bang bang from big heaters, hundred dollar sneakers
Two-seaters, two meters

[Lloyd Banks]
.. and a bundle of haze
It's enough to last fourteen days
Eat where they sell lobster
My eyes planning like Pharrel's partner

[Tony Yayo]
n*gga, respect me like your father when it come to drama
I put the llama to your mama and beat her like a piñata

[50 Cent]
n*gga, I've been hotter since '97
You've been begging the fifth cake like a kung-fu legend
One blue seven, what's popping, n*gga?

[Tony Yayo]
Different day, same sh*t

[Lloyd Banks]
Well, what you copping, n*gga?

[Tony Yayo]
X case, more bricks
[Lloyd Banks]
sh*t, you wind up dead-sleeping, so why turn soft?
Straight bullets'll burn a n*gga sideburns off

[Tony Yayo]
I got a model with a sick ass
Bagged her on Fifth Ave
I f*cked her all for a hot dog and a playoff Knicks pass

[50 Cent]
Now we shopping in the malls on the West Coast
And as far as pus*y

[Lloyd Banks]
I've been through more walls than asbestos

[Tony Yayo]
So let's toast and have a sex on the beach
These n*ggas quoting my lines like I'm Martin Luther King speech

[50 Cent]
Remember Patrice? She looked like Kelis
Met her in club Exit, caught her eyein' my piece

[Lloyd Banks]
And with all the birds at the show
I had to go and f*ck the crazy hoe
Call on Hot 97 'cause she know I'm on the radio
Ha ha, crazy b*tch
[Outro: 50 Cent]
Yeah!
Ja you lil Stuart Little lookin' motherf*cker!
Catch you I'll break your motherf*ckin' neck n*gga
You only weigh 110 pounds you little faggot!
I know the stylist you been f*ckin' too, n*gga, I paid him fifty thousand!
Check my album out n*gga, February 11th you gon' hear him talk!
YOU LIL b*tch!
Tried to jump off like it's a promotional stunt
Seven days before your album drop, huh? You lil b*tch!
Order of protection
From who?
Who I need a order protection from, n*gga? haha
You lil k, ah man, you motherf*ckers, man
Y'all n*ggas is gon' make this a lot of fun for me
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