When I was a kid I played with them toys
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Now I grow older, I make a lot of noise
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Lights, camera, action
Motherf*ckers wanna make me put my hand on my handgun
So I raised up, drew down and blammed 'em
Now they runnin' like they never seen no murderin' happen
It's like every day I wake up and pray
I pray hate don't take a hold of me
I know God got a purpose and a soul for me
'Cause I ain't got one for myself it's takin' over me, and it's
When I was a kid I played with them toys
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Now I grow older, I make a lot of noise
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
You scared of gunshots, boy
Pussy boy
Wanna run and tell the cops, boy
Pussy boy
I'm a real don da boy
Pussy boy
Shottas comin out that Glock, boy
Pussy boy
Choppin' and movin' them thangs in
Coppers and we don't make statements
Rockin' the tool how my day spent
Droppin' a fool on the pavement
Oh, it's the boogeyman
I bet you hoped you'd never hear that again
You wanna see a dead body?
You wanna see an armed robbery?
Long clips that's them tracking shots
I track a boy around the block then his block was hot
Framed him up, aimed him up then I shot the actor
Is you game or what? Boy, is you target practice?
See some people wanna be famous
I just wanna grip stainless
Mamma, I know that you pray, bitch
But some children just can't be saved bitch
I'm a real rude boy, I don't ever run
I only touch hands with boys whose hands squeeze guns, yuh
When I was a kid I played with them toys
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Now I grow older, I make a lot of noise
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Cnd I feel like we're the only ones
We're the only ones with the drums on our guns
We're the only ones with the drums on our guns
Cnd I feel like we're the only ones
We're the only ones with the drums on our guns
We're the only ones with the drums on our guns
King 810 - Bang Guns Lyrics
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English
When I was a kid I played with them toys
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Now I grow older, I make a lot of noise
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Lights, camera, action
Motherf*ckers wanna make me put my hand on my handgun
So I raised up, drew down and blammed 'em
Now they runnin' like they never seen no murderin' happen
It's like every day I wake up and pray
I pray hate don't take a hold of me
I know God got a purpose and a soul for me
'Cause I ain't got one for myself it's takin' over me, and it's
When I was a kid I played with them toys
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Now I grow older, I make a lot of noise
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
You scared of gunshots, boy
Pussy boy
Wanna run and tell the cops, boy
Pussy boy
I'm a real don da boy
Pussy boy
Shottas comin out that Glock, boy
Pussy boy
Choppin' and movin' them thangs in
Coppers and we don't make statements
Rockin' the tool how my day spent
Droppin' a fool on the pavement
Oh, it's the boogeyman
I bet you hoped you'd never hear that again
You wanna see a dead body?
You wanna see an armed robbery?
Long clips that's them tracking shots
I track a boy around the block then his block was hot
Framed him up, aimed him up then I shot the actor
Is you game or what? Boy, is you target practice?
See some people wanna be famous
I just wanna grip stainless
Mamma, I know that you pray, bitch
But some children just can't be saved bitch
I'm a real rude boy, I don't ever run
I only touch hands with boys whose hands squeeze guns, yuh
When I was a kid I played with them toys
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Now I grow older, I make a lot of noise
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Cnd I feel like we're the only ones
We're the only ones with the drums on our guns
We're the only ones with the drums on our guns
Cnd I feel like we're the only ones
We're the only ones with the drums on our guns
We're the only ones with the drums on our guns
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Now I grow older, I make a lot of noise
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Lights, camera, action
Motherf*ckers wanna make me put my hand on my handgun
So I raised up, drew down and blammed 'em
Now they runnin' like they never seen no murderin' happen
It's like every day I wake up and pray
I pray hate don't take a hold of me
I know God got a purpose and a soul for me
'Cause I ain't got one for myself it's takin' over me, and it's
When I was a kid I played with them toys
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Now I grow older, I make a lot of noise
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
You scared of gunshots, boy
Pussy boy
Wanna run and tell the cops, boy
Pussy boy
I'm a real don da boy
Pussy boy
Shottas comin out that Glock, boy
Pussy boy
Choppin' and movin' them thangs in
Coppers and we don't make statements
Rockin' the tool how my day spent
Droppin' a fool on the pavement
Oh, it's the boogeyman
I bet you hoped you'd never hear that again
You wanna see a dead body?
You wanna see an armed robbery?
Long clips that's them tracking shots
I track a boy around the block then his block was hot
Framed him up, aimed him up then I shot the actor
Is you game or what? Boy, is you target practice?
See some people wanna be famous
I just wanna grip stainless
Mamma, I know that you pray, bitch
But some children just can't be saved bitch
I'm a real rude boy, I don't ever run
I only touch hands with boys whose hands squeeze guns, yuh
When I was a kid I played with them toys
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Now I grow older, I make a lot of noise
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Bang guns, boy, bang, bang guns, boy
Cnd I feel like we're the only ones
We're the only ones with the drums on our guns
We're the only ones with the drums on our guns
Cnd I feel like we're the only ones
We're the only ones with the drums on our guns
We're the only ones with the drums on our guns