Click Bang Bang. And I open up the door.
Click Bang Bang. And they moving on the floor.
Click Bang Bang. And they rockin to the core.
Bang bang.
(Might be a war.)
Bang bang.
(An Au-dio-oo war.)
Watch this, watch this.
Rap for the gap, where the rap is.
Fire for the crown when I cock this,
You already know where the crop is!
Hits fire when I hit the bass
Slick round when I hit the haze
Chalk full of heat, might as well pull the 40 Cal and be on the road ...
Look motherfucker, I'm on fire
Only one way to live on the high wire
Don't fucking care about a short life
Bust anybody fucking with the empire
Bust anybody trying to get a piece of my team
All out, come live the dream
Live all out, that's comedy
I'm gonna give it all force with my gangsta lean
Ain't nobody gonna take our checks,
Ain't nobody gonna slow our effects.
Ain't nobody gonna make our bleed.
Ain't nobody gonna hold us ...
Ain't nobody gonna fuck with ...
(Hell no.)
Ain't nobody gonna ...
(Hell no.)
Ain't nobody gonna ...
Click Bang Bang. And I open up the door.
(You already know.)
Click Bang Bang. And they moving on the floor.
(That's the way it goes.)
Click Bang Bang. And they rockin to the core.
Bang bang.
(Might be a war.)
Bang bang.
(An Au-dio-oo war.)
Click Bang Bang. And I open up the door.
(You already know.)
Click Bang Bang. And they moving on the floor.
(That's the way it goes.)
Click Bang Bang. And they rockin to the core.
Bang bang.
(Might be a war.)
Bang bang.
(An Au-dio-oo war.)
Mave as one johnson, Mave cuz i'm so fossy.
Shining like diamonds, that's cold, I'm so fossy.
Cry until I die types, so haters get off me,
Signing your old lady's 8 on 10 gossy
Something like macadoshus
White boy straight bombing.
Live off amsterday, dopease, and Top-Ramen
Got speakers like nitro, Chronic always blowing.
Got suburbs, warehouses, whole city's growing!
Yo, Audio Wars, we're keepin' it core.
You fucking with us, you'll be dead on the floor.
Look at the people I love on my dick,
You suck it so good, I give you some more.
Back with a new sound, We keep it thumpin.
Kottonmouth kings always got it bumpin.
Smokin a whole pound, and putin' it down
...keep it jumpin
Yea, this what it do.
Kottonmouth Kings, or I thought you knew.
Never too late, straight takin a fate
With the underground's most dangerous crew
Call you out, never liked a snitch
Got a collect call from your bitch
Got all these haters on my klick
Got 911 cuz all this shit
Click Bang Bang. And I open up the door.
(You already know.)
Click Bang Bang. And they moving on the floor.
(That's the way it goes.)
Click Bang Bang. And they rockin to the core.
Bang bang.
(Might be a war.)
Bang bang.
(An Au-dio-oo war.)
Click Bang Bang. And I open up the door.
(You already know.)
Click Bang Bang. And they moving on the floor.
(That's the way it goes.)
Click Bang Bang. And they rockin to the core.
Bang bang.
(Might be a war.)
Bang bang.
(An Au-dio-oo war.)
Writer(s): Dustin Miller, Michael Kumagai, Bradford Xavier, David Alexander
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