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  • 作词 : Freese, Muggerud, Reyes
    (Verse One)
    My first mission
    Running through the hood with small jacks
    My memories popping in my head recall that
    Late night creeping through the alley with six dudes
    Scraped up everybody focused no mixed views
    The sawed off pump in my hand with two shells
    The other four homies on the scene with c**ktails
    One ***** looking for po po
    Someone looking through windows
    The doorbells go followed by the pump and gas bomb
    Adrenaline pumped up
    Still I remain calm
    House lit up
    You can see it for eight blocks
    Running through the hood
    Running from them fake cops
    They gave chase but they couldnt cover the streets up
    We broke out ran into the spot to meet up
    Strapped down cover up the tracks
    And back home
    Lay low earn me a strap
    Perfect
    (Chorus 4X)
    Shoot Em Up Bang Bang
    Another body drop
    You can't stop the hip-hop
    (Verse Two)
    I'll hit your block up
    Better lock up
    **** the gangsta s*it, it don't stop a
    I'm mad dog with the bomb in the regal
    Going to the mall, and kill all your people
    Coast to coast, and a lil more evil
    The maniac killer
    Car so diesel
    Ride the block with m16
    44 mag
    Fit this here hand grenade
    I'll break it off right quick
    ****** be duckin when they see my bucket
    Roll down their block they high they say **** it
    Jump back and forth
    Like a assassin
    30 yards with the inferred action
    True pistolire
    Black Doc Holiday
    Just a true raider of the modern day
    (Chorus 4X)
    Shoot Em Up Bang Bang
    Another body drop
    You can't stop the hip-hop
    (Verse Three)
    I ran all missions
    When I was a youth so thoughtless
    G ride no fingerprints, its spotless
    6 4 sitting on easy we got this
    Rag top down like a stripper we topless
    See me hit the corner you melt down
    Slugs fly thugf die moment you fell down
    Somebody screaming yo get the hell down
    I'm certified *****, where you sitting is spell bound
    Your dogs walking, just hearing the hell hounds
    Burn you with the heaters spitting out 12 rounds
    Its life in the hood
    No escaping the gun play
    One day I'm out, gotta figure out some way
    Rats in the park
    Dark scattering thugs spray
    Got you locked in, not one slug was stray
    I found ways out, but it seems to be one way
    Gotta duck my darts back until Sunday
    (Chorus 4X)
    Shoot Em Up Bang Bang
    Another body drop
    You can't stop the hip-hop
  • 作词 : Freese, Muggerud, Reyes
    (Verse One)
    My first mission
    Running through the hood with small jacks
    My memories popping in my head recall that
    Late night creeping through the alley with six dudes
    Scraped up everybody focused no mixed views
    The sawed off pump in my hand with two shells
    The other four homies on the scene with c**ktails
    One ***** looking for po po
    Someone looking through windows
    The doorbells go followed by the pump and gas bomb
    Adrenaline pumped up
    Still I remain calm
    House lit up
    You can see it for eight blocks
    Running through the hood
    Running from them fake cops
    They gave chase but they couldnt cover the streets up
    We broke out ran into the spot to meet up
    Strapped down cover up the tracks
    And back home
    Lay low earn me a strap
    Perfect
    (Chorus 4X)
    Shoot Em Up Bang Bang
    Another body drop
    You can't stop the hip-hop
    (Verse Two)
    I'll hit your block up
    Better lock up
    **** the gangsta s*it, it don't stop a
    I'm mad dog with the bomb in the regal
    Going to the mall, and kill all your people
    Coast to coast, and a lil more evil
    The maniac killer
    Car so diesel
    Ride the block with m16
    44 mag
    Fit this here hand grenade
    I'll break it off right quick
    ****** be duckin when they see my bucket
    Roll down their block they high they say **** it
    Jump back and forth
    Like a assassin
    30 yards with the inferred action
    True pistolire
    Black Doc Holiday
    Just a true raider of the modern day
    (Chorus 4X)
    Shoot Em Up Bang Bang
    Another body drop
    You can't stop the hip-hop
    (Verse Three)
    I ran all missions
    When I was a youth so thoughtless
    G ride no fingerprints, its spotless
    6 4 sitting on easy we got this
    Rag top down like a stripper we topless
    See me hit the corner you melt down
    Slugs fly thugf die moment you fell down
    Somebody screaming yo get the hell down
    I'm certified *****, where you sitting is spell bound
    Your dogs walking, just hearing the hell hounds
    Burn you with the heaters spitting out 12 rounds
    Its life in the hood
    No escaping the gun play
    One day I'm out, gotta figure out some way
    Rats in the park
    Dark scattering thugs spray
    Got you locked in, not one slug was stray
    I found ways out, but it seems to be one way
    Gotta duck my darts back until Sunday
    (Chorus 4X)
    Shoot Em Up Bang Bang
    Another body drop
    You can't stop the hip-hop