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Bang Tango - Maniac Ridaz lyrics
[Verse 1]
 I'm gangsta steppin
 Representin my block
 Jokes be the name
 702 comin through yo hood
 Putting hollow slugs all up in your brain
 All up in yo gang
 I'm givin a fuck
 I be the one thats gunnin for fun
 Sin City gang with a ??
 You can hang with the Sin City gang
 Fuck no
 I'm ridin dirty
 With the heat in my hand
 Stay bumpin when I'm swervin
 All days to the curbin
 Wonderin why the bottle keeps turnin
 I'm creepin and callin your homies 
 Up on it and you callin for help
 But nobodys there
 Now I'mt he suspect of a bloodbath
 And I left him dead cuz nobody cares
 Joke doggy dogg bringin heat everywhere that I go
 Cuz a gangsta like me will bust back
 And a bulletproof vest on my chest in case anybody blast
 Fuck that I'm ridin
 Wearin all black wit a hard hat hangin low over my eyes
 And the briefcase right by my side
 9-milla glock and a chrome .45 and I know
 That all of my murderers 
 Heard of this gangsta crackin necks
 Runnin all night with a jet black 9
 In a g-ride killin up your whole set
 Givin a damn with a strap in my hand
 Unloadin on every punto that I can
 Fuckin up playas in Las Vegas
 And erasin these hataz is the masterplan bitch
 [Chorus]
 So know whatchu gon' do 
 When we hit them sticks
 And hit your block 
 Like some maniac ridaz
 So sick and do shit to you Ripley's wouldn't believe
 We got some other sick tricks
 Hidden up our sleeves
 So just pass the liquor
 Pass the weed
 Pass us the PCP
 And you gon' see
 How we pull straps out of our hat and bust caps
 And make you bitch ass niggaz take foreverlong naps
 [Verse 2]
 I twist 'em up like a tornado
 Turned tasmanian
 Crack a cranium
 Devlish like that evil motherfucker Damian
 Cuttin loose
 I'm startin funk like Fox
 Doom juice with doom roots
 I'm rippin fruit loops apart
 I'm infested with the doom
 Infected with the plague
 Got a bitch to lick my wounds
 My enemies is dead
 Pay attention, then I rinse down with siccmade niggaz
 That'll kill a bitchmade nigga
 Twist 'em like a french braid nigga
 Jump on the place
 I'm meetin Osama Bin Laden
 You betta jump on your cellular phone
 And call your mama
 Cuz aint nobody gon' make it home
 It's all drama
 As I parachute out that motherfucker
 I yell geroni-MOBang Tango - Maniac Ridaz - http://motolyrics.com/bang-tango/maniac-ridaz-lyrics.html
 But you don't hear me though
 At 30,000 feet up in the air it's impossible
 See I'm that nigga
 That'll land in a bitches yard
 Dick hard enough to cut through
 A pack of glass and in barge
 And get my fuck on
 Up in her crib
 I don't need her permission
 Cuz I aint gonna let her live
 I stay sick with it
 And come equipped with it
 After I finish with that bitch they know Eklypse did it
[Chorus]
 [Verse 3]
 I'm fresh out the county jail
 Just graduated from an anger management program
 I like to punish niggaz
 Slow your roll like a traffic jam
 It's that nigga with a frown turned upside down
 I keep it rough nigga style
 I walk the walk 
 I talk the talk
 It aint that punk David Banner
 It's the motherfuckin hawk
 Chokin bitch niggaz out
 But I keep it gangsta with the sawed-off
 Your body hard off
 Your motherfuckin face be tore off
 Gotta keep it gangsta
 Because we dog bitch niggaz
 Got itchy fingers
 Along with triggas that'll scratch em
 And load 'em up unload 'em 
 And let bitch niggaz have it
 Ghetto savage
 My claws 3 loaded automatics
 That'll rip your ass like Wolverine
 When I'm on that OE and Listerine
 A grousome scene
 Send him home and get shot in the neck
 Have your bitch ass smokin a stick
 Just to deal with his death
 Now 1 plus 1 equal 2
 Thats what I assume
 And many bitch niggaz hang with other bitch niggaz
 I got him now I'm comin after you
 I put it in and do him
 So hop your bitch ass in this effect
 Make no mistake
 Yeah nigga you dead
 I take his soul across the foggy lake
 No escape
 Bing the chalk
 And the yellow tape
 It's just another flat-footed cop
 Closin a bloody murder case
 I aint playin no games
 And I aint speakin in riddles
 But you niggaz is sweet and colorful
 Like a bag of skittles
 All about my skrilla and bits
 Always pack pistols
 It's kinda mystical
 And thug niggaz appear like ninjas
 Off my gangsta whistle
 Apocolyptic season if the sickness
 You must forget
 I reveal the strongest weakness
 When I hit yo block and leave you wicked
 Some niggaz call me a demon
 Cuz I see the future livin grousome
 Creep up on a snake ass nigga like an eagle
 Sin City Dark angel








