57th Street Rogue Dog Villians
Bang to the Boogie
[Chorus ?]
[?] we ain't cool
We bang to the boogie, up jump the boogie
We bang to the boogie, say up jump the boogie
We bang to the boogie, say up jump the boogie
We bang, [?] rookys

[Verse 1: Bakarii]
Peek a boo, [?] we ain't cool n***a
Rogue doggin, we born to rule
Call me screu face, shadow n***a, watch your steps
I persue, ready to do it with the Glock [?]
[?]
And fire, and sirons on the scene
And it seems [?]
[?]
Real living on tthese corners and [?]
I got the [?]
When you thought you was invisible, n***as they get to shooting
[?] tryna crush him with the chroam, it's real
Life living, never giving, so it's on at will
Lil n***a got stung, [?]
Had to hook him, so we bang to the boogie
Took him off the street
Rocked to sleep, a baby boy fucking with a grown man
Bang boogie, with them toys that go bom bam
[Verse 2: TXX Will]
Now you can tell a real rogue from a rooky
Us rogue n***as come and bang to the boogie
They call n***as duckas, say hey looky looky
[?] left and rights, bang bang in your hoodie
Let it be known, that there ain't shit that you can do to me
I leave you swolen, running calling for security
I was tought to hit a n***a in his mouth
If he get in your face, [?] n***a what you talking bout?
Thought it was just raps, but this shit runs deep
Bust your head to the white meat, [?]
And keep it street, just another say fuck the police
And somebody should've told him bout fucking with me
T-Will up in the building, that's known to knuckle up
And it ain't shit to tear this whole motherfucker up
I don't give a fuck about who you with
Fuck them, plus anybody they gon get

[Chorus ?]
[?] we ain't cool
We bang to the boogie, up jump the boogie
We bang to the boogie, say up jump the boogie
We bang to the boogie, say up jump the boogie
We bang, [?] rookys

[Verse 3 ?]
Boogie to the bang, bang to the boogie
Up jump [?] bringing shit like [?]
Brought to n***a's attention, we down for the lintching
At any given time, we chin checking full extentions
[?] lefts and rights, put the strap down
N***a we gon bang tonight
With the scrap down, [?] fight
I'm still hype, loaded and ready
Out of control, this [?]
[?] heavy and hard hitters, designated hard spitters
Red n***as from the malisha, take a picture
It's the boogie man the man, it's going in your mouth
Hard at work, take a n***a's jeep out
Know where it hurts, think I'm bullshiting, bring it to the dirt
Let's settle it, I ain't the one to metal with
Mosh pit terrorest, and I take it to the extreme for my dawgs
In the heart of the battle, we banging to the boogie on all
[Verse 4: Big Scoob]
Villains bang to the boogie, so they up jump the boogie
On that vill life, real hype, banging on these rookys
I'm a prodict of [?], gutter ruted and vilant
Like a bomb when ignighted, I'm rippin shit like a tirant
Villains [?] and roaggesh, n***as born to be soldiers
[?] clame n***a, let's go from the shoulder
Give him two and it's over, man bing bop
Watch him drop, shake and shivver, quivver like a river
Pain is what I'm giving, I'm loving this villain ism
Keeps it real for my villains, just listening from prison
So n***a check my history, check it swell
Boy it ain't no bitch in me, go to hell
[?]
Touching [?]
Left him sleepy [?]
Throwing these things, it's manditory for reppint the gang
R.D.V. is the fucking name
[Chorus ?]
[?] we ain't cool
We bang to the boogie, up jump the boogie
We bang to the boogie, say up jump the boogie
We bang to the boogie, say up jump the boogie
We bang, [?] rookys