Banga Dance - Keak Da Sneak, San Quinn, Shady Nate

This is another mechanical production

Banga dance this the remix

Town bizness situation

Keak, San Quinn, Shady Nate, J. Stalin

And if you see me dancing

That’s that I got that banga dance

Turf in the air heater in my pants

Mommy I’m strapped so it’s on my man

So if I stay with you you better get your friends

Cause when it goes down nigga we don’t know nothing

I was sleep in the car man off my tuss

[Verse 1: J. Stalin

I’m back, in front of the club doing the banga dance

Never been a stranger man move the thang in my hand

9 on my right side big thang on the hip

Big shoes on the whip

Rubber grip, won’t stick

Young Stalin go dumb

West Oakland where her from

Where he known to carry guns

Order purple by the ton

Stunna shades on the face

Real heavy on the waist

When it’s all in the place

Bottles all in the air

Me and my turf we was up in this

See the street in the building I speak for the ghetto children

Cypress Village in the house

Stalin turn a party out

on stage

Ya we get paid

Rocking with young J we in the VIP

You know no pat down no see ID

I got them Frisco boys on the side of me

Livewire, who you thought it was supposed to be

And if you see me dancing

That’s that I got that banga dance

Turf in the air heater in my pants

Mommy I’m strapped so it’s on my man

So if I stay with you you better get your friends

Cause when it goes down nigga we don’t know nothing

I was sleep in the car man off my tuss

I don’t gotta go dumb where you know I’m from

East Oakland, that’s right (where you from?)

West Oakland yeah that’s right (where you from?)

North Oakland yeah that’s right (where you from?)

Oakland yay ay (?)

Stylin' with my nigga J

Strapped like the police

Hit you with the playboy bunny

My boys go beast

Over half of the streets early morning shift

Going up to hoods and getting to dancing with the 45

So somebody a lotta this not included

Never stuck my gun up (?) I’m shooting

Snitches tell, gangstas squeeze

I got bail and lawyer fees

Come get your cheese (?) with ya please

And if you see me dancing

That’s that I got that banga dance

Turf in the air heater in my pants

Mommy I’m strapped so it’s on my man

So if I stay with you you better get your friends

Cause when it goes down nigga we don’t know nothing

I was sleep in the car man off my tuss

Slide up 18th slappin' out

Did everythang that I rap about

Ice in your grill I’ll slap it out

City in the building, savs in the house

Boy I got that .50 cal

Kick off loud shut system down

100 racks in my system I’m pimping now

I’m point she point we gigging now

Going down in the town we don’t call it wildin'

Hyphy, geeked, Quinn and J. Stalin

I’m on we on got shades for stuntin'

All on the (?) the believe me cousin

Exhibition doors at 90 degrees

Touchin' on tussin' getting high as a tree

Always a good look to get some good puss

Got a block in the (?) get the hood and push

And if you see me dancing

That’s that I got that banga dance

Turf in the air heater in my pants

Mommy I’m strapped so it’s on my man

So if I stay with you you better get your friends

Cause when it goes down nigga we don’t know nothing

I was sleep in the car man off my tuss

Banga on my hip

Banga in my Timberlands

You hopping and skipping jumping around just like an Indian

My lil homie with the cinammon they gonna remember him

The Shady 380 baby the gangsta and the gentleman

I ain’t go with the youngstas, parking lot pimping

Doing what I’m doing and I’m spitting what I’m spitting

All in the year I’ma put a bug in it

I go to the club don’t want to let a thug in it

I ain’t gotta knock nothing, knock on me

They already know what i got on me

Let you boys know about playing with dummies

I’m playing with drummies that’s why you see me dancing funny

So if you see me I be where they don’t battle rhymes

28 and zip or 8th Street and Madeline

Car full of rippers cause we pile them in

Livewire for hire and I’m 1,000 in

And if you see me dancing

That’s that I got that banga dance

Turf in the air heater in my pants

Mommy I’m strapped so it’s on my man

So if I stay with you you better get your friends

Cause when it goes down nigga we don’t know nothing

I was sleep in the car man off my tuss