San Quinn - Banga Dance lyrics

This is another mechanical production Banga dance this the remix Town bizness situation Keak, San Quinn, Shady Nate, J. Stalin [Hook: J. Stalin] And if you see me dancing That's that I got that banga dance Turf in the air heater in my pants Mommy I'm strapped so it's on my man So if I stay with you you better get your friends Cause when it goes down n***a we don't know nothing I was sleep in the car man off my tuss [Verse 1: J. Stalin I'm back, in front of the club doing the banga dance Never been a stranger man move the thang in my hand 9 on my right side big thang on the hip Big shoes on the whip Rubber grip, won't stick Young Stalin go dumb West Oakland where her from Where he known to carry guns Order purple by the ton Stunna shades on the face Real heavy on the waist When it's all in the place Bottles all in the air Me and my turf we was up in this See the street in the building I speak for the ghetto children Cypress Village in the house Stalin turn a party out [?] on stage Ya we get paid Rocking with young J we in the VIP You know no pat down no see ID I got them Frisco boys on the side of me Livewire, who you thought it was supposed to be [Hook: J. Stalin] And if you see me dancing That's that I got that banga dance Turf in the air heater in my pants Mommy I'm strapped so it's on my man So if I stay with you you better get your friends Cause when it goes down n***a we don't know nothing I was sleep in the car man off my tuss [Verse 2: Keak Da Sneak] I don't gotta go dumb where you know I'm from East Oakland, that's right (where you from?) West Oakland yeah that's right (where you from?) North Oakland yeah that's right (where you from?) Oakland yay ay (?) Stylin' with my n***a J Strapped like the police Hit you with the playboy bunny My boys go beast Over half of the streets early morning shift Going up to hoods and getting to dancing with the 45 So somebody a lotta this not included Never stuck my gun up (?) I'm shooting (?) Snitches tell, gangstas squeeze I got bail and lawyer fees Come get your cheese (?) with ya please [Hook: J. Stalin] And if you see me dancing That's that I got that banga dance Turf in the air heater in my pants Mommy I'm strapped so it's on my man So if I stay with you you better get your friends Cause when it goes down n***a we don't know nothing I was sleep in the car man off my tuss [Verse 3: San Quinn] Slide up 18th slappin' out Did everythang that I rap about Ice in your grill I'll slap it out City in the building, savs in the house Boy I got that .50 cal Kick off loud shut system down 100 racks in my system I'm pimping now I'm point she point we gigging now Going down in the town we don't call it wildin' Hyphy, geeked, Quinn and J. Stalin I'm on we on got shades for stuntin' All on the (?) the believe me cousin Exhibition doors at 90 degrees Touchin' on tussin' getting high as a tree Always a good look to get some good puss Got a block in the (?) get the hood and push [Hook: J. Stalin] And if you see me dancing That's that I got that banga dance Turf in the air heater in my pants Mommy I'm strapped so it's on my man So if I stay with you you better get your friends Cause when it goes down n***a we don't know nothing I was sleep in the car man off my tuss [Verse 4: Shady Nate] Banga on my hip Banga in my Timberlands You hopping and skipping jumping around just like an Indian My lil homie with the cinammon they gonna remember him The Shady 380 baby the gangsta and the gentleman I ain't go with the youngstas, parking lot pimping Doing what I'm doing and I'm spitting what I'm spitting All in the year I'ma put a bug in it I go to the club don't want to let a thug in it I ain't gotta knock nothing, knock on me They already know what i got on me Let you boys know about playing with dummies I'm playing with drummies that's why you see me dancing funny So if you see me I be where they don't battle rhymes 28 and zip or 8th Street and Madeline Car full of rippers cause we pile them in Livewire for hire and I'm 1,000 in [Hook: J. Stalin] And if you see me dancing That's that I got that banga dance Turf in the air heater in my pants Mommy I'm strapped so it's on my man So if I stay with you you better get your friends Cause when it goes down n***a we don't know nothing I was sleep in the car man off my tuss