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st. lunatics
Artist: st. lunatics
Song: jang a lang
Year: 2001
If you like big thangs, put your hands high as you can
Get your shit man, make no difference from where you came
I ain't ballin' out here, no, I ain't playin' no games
I got a new name for niggas with chains, jang a lang

If you like big thangs, put your hands high as you can
Get your shit man, make no difference from where you came
I ain't ballin' out here, no, I ain't playin' no games
I got a new name for niggas with chains, jang a lang

Make way for the new breed of this millennium
Stack chips, keeps the pistol grip, why?
'Cause I'm offendin' 'em rocks, nothin' but Cavada shit

I'm the baddest, the ice from head to toe with that plaid shit
Mo' potent than I cut cocaine through your vein off the hook
Take a look, I'm the chick, I can't be tamed
One name like the highest breed, papi capeche?

One drove home from Italy, is y'all feelin' me?
Be a mistress to none but all good to some
Let me break you off a little, show you how it's done
Eyes trip for this goddess, gambino got your funds
And some fish are coppin' flights for me to Reno

I see no other way for me to tell you how I feel
You wanna stick and move now you're fuckin' with the real deal
Hold still, let this lady let loose
Keep them chips comin' nigga or your neck'll catch a nuece

If you like big thangs, put your hands high as you can
Get your shit man, make no difference from where you came
I ain't ballin' out here, no, I ain't playin' no games
I got a new name for niggas with chains, jang a lang

If you like big thangs, put your hands high as you can
Get your shit man, make no difference from where you came
I ain't ballin' out here, no, I ain't playin' no games
I got a new name for niggas with chains, jang a lang

Now y'all know me, I like an old school Ozzie Smith jersey
Old school Jordans, head band that says "Murphy"
Stone washed, baggy as hell, double XL with the sleeve off

On my way to drop a few G's off, ease off
Doin' thirty-five, smokin' fire, makin' a right
I'm doin' thirty now, riskin' my life
Both clients on my cell phone, typin' on my two-way
Rollin a blunt, still drivin', lookin' at movies

Young Dude, be floatin' the city like cab drivers
Professional but still keep it real like Allen Iver son
I'm liver than Jay, Dave and Kathy and Regis
Been on more MTV shows than Butt head and Bea vis

Keep a stash with the gas money
Fast money, me and Slo Down
We almost had to buy up the town
It's like a movie, ooh wee, doobies in at a jacuzzi
Girls do what I say so I just tell 'em to do me

If you like big thangs, put your hands high as you can
Get your shit man, make no difference from where you came
I ain't ballin' out here, no, I ain't playin' no games
I got a new name for niggas with chains, jang a lang

If you like big thangs, put your hands high as you can
Get your shit man, make no difference from where you came
I ain't ballin' out here, no, I ain't playin' no games
I got a new name for niggas with chains, jang a lang

Ay, you know where my chains comes from, I spits fire
You know what them girls look at dirty, my big tires
My attire forty-two large denim, I sag in 'em
Dress eyes and ride hot rides and Jags in 'em

Let him talk his jazz, what's the tag gon' get 'em?
While I hit him in clutch time, roll up his dutch time
"No more herb", no such line, "oh oh" is my punch line
I'm hungry like a hobo standin' in lunch lines
Crossed the gun line, boss, like Ray and Claud

I know niggas that make they money, they pay they broads
I'm from the Lou, kinda new, I'm a make my laws
When I pull up on the show lot, it be, it's like pause

(Ay, where yo' Range at?)
It's outside you wanna clean it?
(Ay, where yo' name at?)
It's in The Source, you ain't seen it?
(Ay, where yo' chains at?)
You can't tell dirty, I'm sparklin'?
Split it, fill it up, wrap it and spark it

If you like big thangs, put your hands high as you can
Get your shit man, make no difference from where you came
I ain't ballin' out here, no, I ain't playin' no games
I got a new name for niggas with chains, jang a lang

If you like big thangs, put your hands high as you can
Get your shit man, make no difference from where you came
I ain't ballin' out here, no, I ain't playin' no games
I got a new name for niggas with chains, jang a lang
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