Ready 2 Bang Lyrics - Singles - Bad Azz

Shabba dabba doo 

Bad Azz, this is another Dogghouse experience 

Feels good in here, baby 

If a busta ran up on you 

Bad Azz, tell me what would you do 

We get ready 2 bang 

That Dogghouse Gangsta Gang 

Psycho like no Dogghouse niggaz 

So fire up the doo-doo 

We get ready 2 bang 

That Dogghouse Gangsta Gang, Westcoast 

Holla at a playa when you see me in the streets 

I'm often traffic tryin' to get it 'cuz a nigga gotta eat 

We can holla if it's 'bout fillin' my plate 

I feel like killin' somebody when a nigga ain't late 

It's about weight when you workin' smart shit it don't flip right 

Put the wrong ties and dees, it won't slip right 

Get the wrong blunt for the weed it won't hit right 

And money don't grow on trees so what I look like 

Make moves, can't lose if I do it that way 

Fuck a fight, ain't nobody fin' to put they gat away 

That's fast lane, lil' kids here to blow your head away 

Holla at a playa when you see me in the streets 

Who got the cell phones for sale? 

Who got it crackin' with the heat? 

Who got the club with the top shop and parks for cars? 

The Ese homies do the paint and body shop in the yard 

Who got the hook-up with the burned out 2 way pagers? 

Can you give me a vest or a infrared laser? 

See me, I'm just a smart brother everything made for 

If a busta ran up on you 

Bad Azz, tell me what would you do 

We get ready 2 bang 

That Dogghouse Gangsta Gang 

Psycho like no Dogghouse niggaz 

So fire up the doo-doo 

We get ready 2 bang 

That Dogghouse Gangsta Gang, Westcoast 

Holla at a playa when you see me on the streets 

I'm often traffic tryin' to get it 'cuz a nigga gotta eat 

We can holla if it's 'bout fillin' my plate 

I feel like killin' somebody when a nigga ain't late 

It's about weight, fuck a few ki's move freight 

And you doublin' your money if you take it upstate 

Once you outta town get the prices on the pound 

Shoot the number to your boy have him come on down 

With a few of those who know money like y'all 

All Lakers say is, "Damn, y'all niggaz is ballin'" 

Y'all back callin' all shots round here 

Used to have to bring two Glocks 'round here 

It's about five different gangs and the cops 'round here 

And today Long Beach's about as crazy as it is 

And maybe we'll live, if we ever even see it 

Believe it and how they get money ain't no secret 

But they gon' try to keep it from you when they see you 

Learn to keep on movin' you gon' see the tables keep on turnin' 

First I was destined with no paper and no hoes 

Now I got bitches in the show biz glow 

So holla at a playa when you see me in the streets 

Don't let the green grab fool you, tryin' to test me with some heat 

'Cuz bye-bye you outta here, gon' see you later 

When I'm still here a small part of everything major