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Description
Mastering Engineer: Colin Leonard
Executive Producer: Debra Antney
Audio Recording Engineer: Finis "KY" White
Mixer: Finis "KY" White
Producer: Lexus "Lex Luger" Lewis
Featured Vocals: Slim Dunkin
Executive Producer: Waka Flocka Flame
Rapper Vocals: Waka Flocka Flame
Featured Vocals: YG Hootie
Writer: J. Malphurs
Writer: L. Joseph
Writer: L. Lewis
Writer: M. Hamilton
Lyrics and translation
Original
Pow, pow, pow, pow, pow. Lex.
Lex, we in this bitch throwing gang signs, man. Brick, brick, brick, brick, brick,
Brisco, Brisco. Aye man, step to the side right now nigga. You ain't bangin', nigga.
Move, move, move. What the fuck you doin', nigga? Where yo' flag at, nigga?
Where yo' hood at, nigga? Where yo' set up, man? Move nigga, move. What?
IP, where yo' flag at?
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang. We in this bitch throwing gang signs, man.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang. We in this bitch throwing gang signs, man.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang. We in this bitch throwing gang signs, man.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.
We in this bitch throwing gang signs. B-L-double O-D, right side flag.
Nigga know me by my green flag, bitch that's Grove Street. Squeezing my trigger 'til my gun OT.
Riding on my enemies, bitches is the enemy. Niggas ain't have all questions like me.
Hundred grand chain, you ain't ice like me. RIP to my nigga T-Baby.
Got a Bentley seat behind me, but my name is JAY-Z. Can't no nigga play me.
Up that nigga like some rabies. Got a whole hood that look like crazy.
I paint yo' whole town red, make yo' little brother scream, "Suwoop! " Make yo' little sister scream, "Suwoop! " Me and
YG, hoodie hoop. Frenchy juice, man Gucci. Bet them boys gon' shoot.
Slumped on Captain Keebo. Gon' shoot for free 'cause I'm a free throw. Free my nigga
T-Bo. I punch a nigga like I'm Deebo. Work hard, I play, pussy nigga was waiting.
In the club throwing up signs like Haiti. Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.
We in this bitch throwing gang signs, man. Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.
We in this bitch throwing gang signs, man.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang. We in this bitch throwing gang signs, man.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang. We in this bitch throwing gang signs.
Riding on my enemies, drill 'em on Tennessee.
Know a lot of niggas really dream 'bout getting me. Ain't no nigga from the West Side dirty.
I ain't fucking with you if you acting all fizzy. Riding through the Tennessee, keep me a mini choppa.
Flamed up, me and Flocka. West Side, my casa. I run my house. My turf like the Marlboro.
West Side fucking with the Down South. Red flags at all of my shows.
Used to kill, now we all ball dope. Five whips, put 'em all on fours.
Still kill, but it's all 'bout dough. Getting tricky, so play by the rules. Look homie, I'm from 142.
Flip that pack, still grind some more. I love my hood and I love Mo' До.
I feed my hood with a spoon and a fork. Fuck with me, you gon' eat, let's go.
Go against me, I'ma slit yo' throat. Get a rap check, buy a weave, buy a coat.
I make shit pop in a deuce and a four. I'm the king 'round here, that's how shit go, nigga.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang. We in this bitch throwing gang signs, man.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang. We in this bitch throwing gang signs, man.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang. We in this bitch throwing gang signs, man.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.
We in this bitch throwing gang signs.
Nigga hold up. Better act like you know me.
Just 'cause you blood don't make you my homie. Fuck what you claim, yo' clique mighty phony.
Real 'Bout It shit, nigga you can call me Tony. Nigga I'm a shooter, gon' get yo' ass shot.
Watch how I shoot the Gucci, done shoot the Flock. Nigga I'm a bang, voodoo lake, don't stack.
Wrong gang sign, nigga call my back. Whole clique goons, don't know how to act.
Daddy got the Ruger, Chad got the MAC. Pussy nigga swung when I turned my back. Hold on
DJ, bring that back. Pussy nigga swung when I turned my back.
Just shot, told that nigga hold that. Knocked out his front teeth, that come back.
Don't check his ass, bet he don't come back. Natural born shooter, I'm the club party pooper.
Yes sir, I'm the dunking, but nah I ain't a hooper.
Natural born shooter, I'm the club party pooper. Yes sir, I'm the dunking, but nah I ain't a hooper.
Let's go. Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.
We in this bitch throwing gang signs, man. Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.
We in this bitch throwing gang signs, man.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang. We in this bitch throwing gang signs, man.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang.
We in this bitch throwing gang signs