Swollen Members - Bang Bang [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook]
I crept up from above and took you out
Look, it's a new sheriff in town
Hope you know that you're going down
Bang Bang, Bang Bang, I shot ya down
Look at ya now (look at ya now)
Look at ya now (look at ya now)
Look at ya now (look at ya now)
Look at ya now (look at ya now)

[Verse 1: Prevail]
My top drop back in the new SL55
'09, girl, I live real well
Got the Michelin "S" rims. What up Sprewell?
Swaggerlicious baby, something like a pimp
Ha, you know I get it, Gucci new fitteds
Deputy "Dick 'Em" Dan, give her the business
Ha, don't fake the funk. You know we get it girl
KC they know the camp all across the world
Don't make me have to light shit up
Got the real canaries, boy, I brighten shit up
Got a sloppy jewel game? Better tighten that up
My cash game up. My gas gauge full
Young fly crook. Push ki's and go to school
Never met a nigger like me. I do what I do

[Verse 2 Tre Nyce]
We don't need no badges. We don't need your address
We know where you live. You know what this is
The kids? You should put em in the truck with wifey
Before I let me niner start singing like the Isleys
Brother, discover the pleasure, the pain
Whether you survive is the name of the game
Put 'em on a stretcher. Blood pressure to the brain
Its an ethical medical let-it-go mayne
You's a buster. Yo, trust us, it's a west coast thang
Don't fuck up or fuck with us. Got the best scope aim
You choke up, I break out the A grade smoking
And this beat was produced by Rob the Viking

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[Verse 3: Mad Child]
I've been on my grind since a kid on my big wheel
Don't know how to put this but I'm kind of a big deal
Little giant, stop trying to assume my position
I'll be firing my iron at ya dudes
Bang Bang my crew gang bang the slang gang
Doper than a kilo of Colombian Bam-Bam
Rocking with a king ping doing my thing thing
Listen to ya album and then I drain my main vein
On it. Dog-gon-it! Look, Boss Hogg and wanted
I'm a Duke of Hazzard. Your group's a has-been
Popping pills and gambling, I got stupid habits
I'm a ruthless addict. Gucci fabrics
My group is magic and my troops are savage
I'm a little dude with a very big ego
So I roll with very big people
Bad motherfuckers. Not saying we evil
But feels like everything we do is illegal
I'm fly like an eagle, eagle
Listen to you rapping and I whip it like Devo
I ain't a clown, dawg. Cash invested
Friends ride bikes. Black vests and Death's Heads
Fucked up times. Can't trust your best friend
I got friends doing ten from what I just suggested
I'm Yosemite Sam. My two cannons go BAM!

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[Verse 4: Young Kazh]
I'm in my hoody when I lay in the sheets
Bitch bit my baby mouse to try and fuck with my sleep
We them comeback kids like Eli and Peyton
Brothers from another like 50 and Shady
Fuck you, pay me. She fucked you, pay me!
Pimping ain't easy but the money amazing
Now we the best, and now I think it's time I remind you
We can drop a body off were no one can find dude
I'm in a crime mood so I'm a get cash
Vision is point, dawg, Criss Cross, Steve Nash
Catlike reflex, Baltimore defense
I can't guard niggers so I stay on defense
I don't pretend to speak false pretense
I spring right into action, make you fall like C says
Baby monster shot town, stay on the bull shit
I'm like, oh shit! Who you think you fucking with?

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