Testi:
Bang Gang In Heaven

In heaven Everything is fine In heaven Everything is fine In heaven Everything is fine You?ve got your good things And I?ve got mine In heaven Everything

In heaven Everything is fine In heaven Everything is fine In heaven Everything is fine You?ve got your good things And I?ve got mine In heaven Everything

the whole world sings Battle rap was the thing And King Park was the spot where all the homeboys hang, bang Just to go do our thang and form my gang And

strapped Now how about that Dat pistol go tap at niggas who Go fuckin wit one of my own No no, wrong, Any place where my chrome Left devils at they home Double bang

a gun Killing motherfuckers just ain't no thang If I ain't gonna do it, he's gonna die anyway From a gang-bang, or a drug thang, swept of his feet, from

take you in Chin in your face then go hittin' your friends Cause I'm a bang to the boogie Boogie to the bang This is West Side Denver Lane Gang [LIL'

You can't be no buster bangin' the "P", I'm from Ten-9 street Not on Fig' but on Crenshaw the infamous A-P gang You disrespect I break your jaw, fuck

uh-huh s.a.s DipSet.....KillA! ....REPHAN.... [Mayhem] -We ain't the usual we more than that crew that bang This is s.a.s. DipSet Euro gang This is

Murphy played the tenor saxophone, Little Joe was blowin' on the slide trombone. The drummer boy from Illinois went crash, boom, bang, the whole rhythm section was the Purple Gang