Don't bang the drum Don't bang the drum Don't bang the drum Don't bang the drum Don't bang the drum Don't bang the drum Don't bang the drum Don't bang
vroom, zoom (zoom, zoom), I be rollin' round town makin' noise, That Chopped n Screwed music (Comin' down on them boys) Eh eh eh eh, I got a dump And you don't
my pole hoist Hoes be like diamonds in your chain, man, so moist Bang bang bang bang, house gang, chainsaw Here to kill you p-ssy's, don't ask what we
strangla, known coast to coast and I turn any thug into a ghost IN YO FACE! (Violent J) Some scream juggalo only when it's convenient And no they don't
But now, it comes clean.. Leaves fall, awaaaaaay... Hip-hop is playing again And it's bangin, toooo.... Know it's bangin, for you... Don't stop this feeling
full of piss and bubblegum Gonna Bang it out on my big drum drums Splash, kick, tom blowing up like bubblegum (ha) Bang it out on my big drum drums-
yuh a dead man Cau gunshot a be like drum pan weh mi come from And it's the same old story We don't give a damn about your guts and glory [Chorus: Sean
braid on the coat and a big red stripe runnin . . . 1st Salesman: Well, I don't know much about bands but I do know you can't make a living selling
't talk about you bring it If you up weight it don't stunt we leave you banged You didn't say you didn't, be a man don't be no hoe If you live by the
you set beat you son (4 real) you know me lil' shorty Meacita's son Lil' Wayne Nigga, Calleon, H-O-T, B-O-Y, U-P-T soldier can't stop me, with the bullets
all week Bitch niggas that can't take the heat stay concealed They know if they get caught in the middle they won't live Ain't no other way for me to
t snitch out the mix Just gimme tree lives, double them so I got six Ain't that some shit, wanna see me assed outta luck Bet I ain't trippin', cause I don
your body feel numb Pulsation probably penetrate your skeleton This little diddley definitely demonstrates some Dum diddy dum ? so dance to the drums [Bridge] Don?t
hell? Yeah Oh what? It's on me? Let's go I'm in the club with it on me homie And homie you don't know me, I don't want it I just want to find a roney
and gold jewlery Down and dirty hooked up with my phones And we blow big candy cane Playa hattin dirty Mex don't understand tha game I can't do it cause
see it Them boys done came together, changed the weather Now they finna reign forever Somebody better tell 'em they can think whatever But I don't sweat
Call me a new jack, that's a dis New jacks don't rock like this That's absurb to me, don't say a word to me I'm from t-o that's why you dun heard of
Suburban either way my skills is ending up somewhere maybe later on you'll notice, this kid is rhymin' over there I don't care I bang heads till my