Bang 2 Dis Lyrics - Onyx

[Female] 

Aiyo, what the fuck? Y'all thought this was a game? 

Y'all better "back the fuck up/bacdafucup" 

Onyx is coming through 

They the ones that started that ol' wild, thugged out 

grimey, go hard, gully, get your ass beat on and off stage shit 

Nigga what? 

[Chorus: Sticky] 

It's the O-N-Y-X 

Where my niggas? Get rowdy, throw up your techs 

You wanna bang then bang, nigga throw your set 

Onyx reppin' for the hood, every project 

That's right it's the O-N-Y-X 

Where my niggas? Get rowdy, throw up your techs 

You wanna bang then bang, nigga throw your set 

Onyx reppin' for the hood, every project 

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[Fredro] 

You wanna bang nigga bang, fucking bang your set 

Wanna play gun rap, I'll arrange ya death 

My tech disconnect 

Arms, legs, necks from chest 

Shots split you 

Rip through tissue 

Raps most dangerous, ravenous 

I'll leave the booth covered with remains of shit 

Put the four-five blitz on the dot six range 

Ice your frame and hang ya banger by his chain 

This is Crip talk, Blood New York 

Blow ya brains in your hand, nigga hold that thought 

From outta the dark 

Niggas get money from gat dealin' 

Dead rappers body get found in back of buildings 

We started this shit 

We the heart of this shit 

Onyx motherfucker, hard as it get 

We at war so wha-what 

Get your arms up 

Nigga front, get your whole projects barked up 

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Chorus 

[Sticky] 

I got a million niggas, cockin nines 

You don't know us kid, you better hide your shine 

And if you see a nigga with jewels on his neck 

Stick em up, Stick em up, Stick em up 

Back on the scene, gun with the beam 

All you see is white, turn you red for the green 

Niggas better move, Onyx coming through 

Every track I'm on I turn black and blue 

I can't, come from the head, I come from the heart 

I shit hip-hop, nigga wipe my ass with the source 

Ain't no nigga dead or alive fuckin with this 

Need a second opinion? Ask your bitch 

Walk through NYC to CPT 

We 'bout blow up again like WTC 

I changed the Benz sign to a crucifix 

Onyx pull up with three 6's like six, six, six 

Chorus 

[Sonsee] 

BLAOW! Techs up cause we bust rowd' 

Shoot through your door 

Watch bodies lift off the floor 

Runnin' up the steps with a 100 shots gunnin' 

Murder scene left so gross you can't stomach 

My team built strong like steal bars in prison 

twenty five to life, my brothers in hell biddin' 

We bang on the charts, send flames to the top 

Niggas move on your spot, take blocks 

Bang to this 

I blaze shit like an arsonist 

It sprays the mist, to stack up your carcasses 

What bitch nigga you get blast apart 

Reppin O-P-M, till the casket drop 

Chorus x3