Badung Bang



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Ren your dangerous, you know you bat like a week

Ren your dangerous gun shots from Juagardonlee

Dangerous, me know you bat like a week

Ren your dangerous, gun shots from Juagardonlee



[MC Ren]

Move, now let me fall into the groove

Breakin' niggaz off but I break 'em off smooth

Used to try to pimp, but the ho's got old

A nigga can't remember how much dope that I sold

In my youth, the shit is the truth, go to jail for the proof

Niggaz makin' records sellin' two copies

Tryin' to fuck with me because your rap's sloppy

Now back in your cage your wings are short

You tall, dirty motherfuckers dig the basketball courts

I can tear ya ass up in a rhyme

But I won't mention your name, 'cause that's a waste of my time

So I call my niggaz, Chip and Dollar Bill

Scoop up to the hill when we move in for the kill

Never retreat you dirty nigga take a seat

Big motherfuckin' feet, with your wack assed beats

So train "What up?" cut 'em with the shape

Make the nigga walk the plank, the dirty nigga always stank

Nigga better raise like the Titanic

Ain't from Atlantic, but I'll make your ass panic

And that's only one step, pride is kept

A glass of piss weigh as much as your rep

Nigga your through



One false move and a motherfucka's dead

>From one Nine millimeter shot to the head

One false move and a motherfucka's dead

>From one Nine millimeter shot to the head



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[Da Konvicted Felon]

Quad is kept, I step

With the nine millimeter come

Complicated with the gat to the back of the devil's head

Then I pull the trigger till he dead

Red rum, all I can see when I close my eyes at night

Dreamin' of vision of murderers comin' with butt, while Satan's out to fight

I ain't rappin' to tight

You're fuckin' with a motherfuckin' madman

That don't take shit from a redneck chick

You can put your mouth up my steel dick

And suck until I pull my trigger come, ejaculate my gun

What'll be done, when I be makin' your blood run

Into the stretch

And motherfuck that white trigger that got his fuckin' ass beat

Many be pussy poppin' can't attail for that knee

But not so many as I gave so much a buck, buck from me

Buck, but it gets it up, I'm tryin' to defend my own skin

>From a nigga who loves crackers, so come and ya jack 'em

Sleep with the enemy and get treated as such

The convicted followed no bust, and lust for you

To make that one false move



One false move and a motherfucka's dead

>From one nine millimeter shot to the head

One false move and a motherfucka's dead

>From one nine millimeter shot to the head



But if every nigga grabbed a nine

And started shootin' motherfucker's it would put 'em in line(2x)



[Dollar Bill]

I was never the one to run with the pack

But was the mastermind for settin' up the jack

So if they every saw my beamin' it wasn't from crack

I musta been beamin' them grubs to hit the sack

And let me remember the days of way back

When everybody was homies and no one played that

Rockin' 'em, sockin' 'em, knockin' 'em out the box now tell me what's up

Look at me wrong fool, you get tossed up

I mean fucked up, you lucked up

I didn't come out a long time ago, with the fast or the slow flow

And callin' me wack, no that's a no no

The style just so wild, while your style just so-so

Nasty, they can't pass me, it's too fast see

Niggaz that blast fast I don't let 'em blast me

Usin' my mind like a nine millimeter to abuse

So don't make one false move



One false move and a motherfucka's dead

>From one nine millimeter shot to the head

One false move and a motherfucka's dead

>From one nine millimeter shot to the head



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Many more will laugh and suffer, many more will laugh and die

One false move, and it's an eye for an eye



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"Yeah, I'm ready to die today"(repeat out)