4 My Banger'z Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Here I am once again ese
Pinche Tokes Pandillero from that Eastside Trece
Still trippin' on fools
Still keepin it bangin'
Steady checkin motherf*ckers
Cause my ears stay ringin
I'm the one you fools wanna be like
Not Tiger Woods, Lebron, Kobe Bryant Or Mike
I keep it real blue steel
And I shoot to kill
f*ckin with me
All you get is your cap peel
I been there done that ese I pay my dues
I got a criminal record
To show you punk ass fools
What you got? Where you been
Who the f*ck you know?
You f*ckin levas ain't have a f*ckin thing to show
But then again you wanna claim and call yourself a G
Keep it real motherf*ckers
You putos wanna be me
Nah nah nah ese
I don't think so
It takes more than a mic and a weak ass flow

[Hook]
I throw it up for my G's bangin Sur 1-3
I'm one of a kind, You putos wish you were me
I keep it real blue steel
Peel your cap for thrills
Chop you up in pieces I go loco like Kill Bill
You can't f*ck with me
No matter what you do
Ese I started to shit
And Ima finish it too
I stay bangin for my bangers
Who stay bangin for the block
Puto I pay my dues you need to shut the f*ck up

[Verse 2]
Like I said f*ck a rapper and f*ck the rap game fool
I put it down for my G' So they have something to bump too
And get there bang on
And run up on enemigas
Smash em and crush em like some f*ckin' ormiga
I keep it White Tee Shirt Crease Khakis and Locs
Corduroy levis is how you'll see Ese Tokes
I don't f*ck with Sean Jones, Rocawear or Fubu
I don't sag I blue rag I thought you motherf*ckers knew?
I don't wear bling bling or keep my fingers full of rings
I rather twist up my money breaking up them things
And hit the homies up who's holding down the block
Who protect the hood making money selling rocks
I'm a leader not a follow I set trends putos
So get the f*ck off my nuts
And quit acting like hoes
You wannabe levas you putos wannabe me
But you don't got what it takes to be a motherf*ckin G

[Hook]
I throw it up for my G's bangin Sur 1-3
I'm one of a kind, You putos wish you were me
I keep it real blue steel
Peel your cap for thrills
Chop you up in pieces I go loco like Kill Bill
You can't f*ck with me
No matter what you do
Ese I started to shit
And Ima finish it too
I stay bangin for my bangers
Who stay bangin for the block
Puto I pay my dues you need to shut the f*ck up

[Verse 3]
I'm second to none
I'm the one with the gun
I f*ck with the big boys
The ones who move tons
What you know about that?
What you got to show?
I keep my stacks on fat
Ask Mack-10 he knows
Ain't nothing fake about me
I'm from the 2-1-3
South Central LA Ese
The City of G's
Where we bang none stop
Where we say f*ck the cops
Where we strape the bumpers
Wheb the Low Lows hop
The City O f Bangers Dodger Blue All Day
You wear the wrong colors motherf*cker you'll get sprayed
If you come from out of town
Keep your f*ckin door locked
Cause you will get jacked
By a Pelon with a Glock
Stick em up Hands up motherf*cker drop
And empty your pockets
And give me everything you got
ANother puto shot f*ckin with the wrong block
That's how we do it in my city we don't give a f*ck

[Hook]
I throw it up for my G's bangin Sur 1-3
I'm one of a kind, You putos wish you were me
I keep it real blue steel
Peel your cap for thrills
Chop you up in pieces I go loco like Kill Bill
You can't f*ck with me
No matter what you do
Ese I started to shit
And Ima finish it too
I stay bangin for my bangers
Who stay bangin for the block
Puto I pay my dues you need to shut the f*ck up

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