Microphone check 1, 2 1, 2 She's back Now what you Mcs gon' do? Put it down so hard These raps just can't hate Ain't a crip or a blood But I got my own gang Scarf tied around the face Chrome baseball bat We bangin' and our colors is yellow and black Like the d**k in the p**sy We fit right in Got a gun that's a pen So we slip right in Y'all don't want it with us Cause we die for our people And when the bee stings Believe me, it's lethal We split this money Till' we all like equal Come at any one of us And it's gonna be a sequel Bitches spit at me I spit it back times three C'mon man Can't f**k wit da bee Waitin' for me to fall It ain't happening D Yo I'm on a mission from B. I. G
And this is for my niggaz in the streets Bang Out And all my niggaz wit da beats Bang Out If you pump Queen Bee in ya jeeps Bang Out Pull them thangs out And we could all Bang Out
My nigga Blake C Bang out Da Abba kids Bang out Ice Drake and Glacier Bang out Baby Blue and Lil' Shanice You bang out The Gotti kids Bang out You know da Queen Bee Bang out For B. I. G We bang out Drop a beat And we could all bang out