BOOM
Cue feat. Snoop Dogg & Adassa Lyrics


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Haha
What is an MC
If he can't rap?
And what is a DJ
If he can't scratch?
Don't worry about a thing,
'Cause my niggas gon' do it all just like that
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Ah, bend over, bend over
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Ah, bend over, bend over
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Ah, bend over, bend over
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Ah, bend over, bend over

Indeed, I am
Flossy like gangsta shit
I got pounds of weed and keys
Sittin' on G's
Catch a breeze
When I ride by high
Sittin' on Tonas
Tearing up spots
And blocks in my hood ain't got no corners
'Cause we done chipped 'em all off a proper piece
Bustin' rocks and Glocks
And gettin' ghost from the Police
No peace
So, he gets served with no concern
To who gets burned and one day they'll learn
Not to be fuckin' with the nigga
Buckin' with the trigga
Nothing you could figure
Could help you escape
From this mind state
That I create, young nigga
Yeah, and it's just like that

LBC out the moon and my speakers go
Boom, boom, boom, boom (boom)
My rearview mirror's vibratin' cause my speakers go
Boom, boom, boom, boom (boom)
Yeah, LBC out the moon 'cause my speakers go
Boom, boom, boom, boom
And my rearview mirror's vibratin' cause my speakers go
Boom, boom, boom, boom

Now I rock, some talk
It don't stop
When that funk shit drops
That make your shit go pop
Now let that beat ride
In your G ride
We gettin' me right
Hittin' with that Dogg Pound "C" life
Now it's I, with that stylish flow
So niggas step back or heads get cracked
And I won't let back
Who coming with that gangsta shit?
The shit that only gangstas get gangsta with
Not quick to bust your ass like the cop
Waiting, debating for my ass to flip flop
But I don't flop
I just flip the script
When I dip and set-trip
Keep the clip close to my hip
And don't say shit
When I blast
Now I done told your ass
Slow the fuck on down
Dogg Pound, motherfucker

Boom, and you know that (yeah, don't stop)
DPG's out the moon and my speakers go
Boom, boom, boom, boom (boom)
My rearview mirror's vibratin' and my speakers go
Boom, boom, boom, boom

DPG out the moon and my speakers go
Boom, boom, boom, boom
My rearview mirror's vibratin' and my speakers go
Boom, boom, boom, boom (boom, boom, boom)

From the archives
I arise off the Long Beach streets
Won't be complete 'til the due is done to all that competes
Don't be alarmed as I swarm through
I warned you and your crew see wax
So, what's that? A known fact
Battle that the habitat I'm in is deadly
You can get the loot
It all depends on where your head be
Striving for what your in for
And for your info mo' flow
Than the tightest nigga flowed in '94
So, stand and deliver
Watch niggas shiver
Quiver in they boots
As I mob with my troops
Through the east
Where the phonies get deleted
Be seated, and all the G's I know
Stay heated

See I was born to be known as a thug and thief
So anyone with beef
I gotta slug to sleep
Peep, I'm not no nigga
Figure he can come up
By getting a job, so I mob
Not givin' a fuck
I'm the drama
Mama warned all they kids about
I mash up strapped
Get my dibs an' out
Hustler musn't trustin' a gat
To keep me fat, seeking victims
Pick 'em, then I stick them in track
My heat black
With the serial number scratched out
Don't wear a glass shield but
You'll still be assed out
I'm Mr. Tray Deee
And since they say "G" as my title
My method mainly homicidal (boom, boom)

Boom, and you know that
2-1 out the moon and my speakers go
Boom, boom, boom, boom (boom)
Yeah, 2-1 out the moon and my speakers go
Boom, boom, boom, boom (boom)
Yeah, 2-1 out the moon and my speakers go
Boom, boom, boom, boom (boom)
My rearview mirror vibrating 'cause my speakers go
Boom, boom, boom, boom

Could it be my history? Living G-like
Enemies that want to see me
What it be like?
Picture me practicing perfection
Now hit the deck
Playa haters gettin' chin-checked
When I hit the set
Watch how they fall
When I buck 'em all
We Outlaw, Westside
Playa, touch 'em all
I buck 'em all, then remain ballin'
Out the moon with my Glock cocked
Shot calling
Brothers fall, then they crawl
And they beg for they life
Should've never tried to rush me
You're dead here, tonight
This "Thug life"
Go tell them bustas
Up at Bad Boy Records
Fat trick's got a big mouth
Busta, better check it
I can see it plain as day
This game I play wide open
I pull the trigga
Dead figure with his eyes open
His pride broken
I tried smoking but bailed out
Soon as they left me at the jail house
Mobbin' in my

Yeah, and you know that
Death Row out the moon and my speakers go
Boom, boom, boom, boom
Outlaw out the moon and my speakers go
Boom, boom, boom, boom
My rearview mirrors vibrating 'cause my speakers go
Boom, boom, boom, boom
DPG out the moon then ya baby (boom, boom)





(I grew up with a Dogg like you)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Boom" by Cue featuring Snoop Dogg and Adassa is a rap song that highlights the importance of an MC and a DJ in the rap game. The song begins by asking what an MC is if he cannot rap and what a DJ is if he cannot scratch. The rapper asserts that he and his team are capable of handling all aspects of the rap game, and the song's chorus emphasizes this with its repetitive "boom, boom, boom, boom" which sets a hard-hitting and energetic tone.


The first verse by Snoop Dogg talks about his gangsta persona, bragging about his wealth, and the fact that their area's streets no longer have corners as they have "chipped them all off with proper pieces." The verse also makes references to the Police and guns. The second verse by Cee Mez talks about his Long Beach roots and his abilities as a rapper. The final verse by Tray Deee talks about his thug lifestyle and his need to assert himself through violence.


"Boom" has a rather simple structure, focusing on the rhythm and the repetition of the chorus. However, the lyrics feature many references to gangsta life and references to iconic names of hip hop, such as the "Dogg Pound" and "Death Row" - the latter which was founded by Dr. Dre, who had previously mentored Snoop Dogg. The song is a high-energy, bass-heavy banger, that is sure to attract hip-hop lovers.


Line by Line Meaning

What is an MC If he can't rap?
An MC who cannot rap is equivalent to a rapper with no talent.


And what is a DJ If he can't scratch?
A DJ who can't scratch is equivalent to a basketball player who can't dribble.


Don't worry about a thing, 'Cause my niggas gon' do it all just like that
No need to be concerned as the artist's friends are able to handle any situation with ease.


Boom, boom, boom, boom Ah, bend over, bend over Indeed, I am
The repetition of 'boom' simulates the sound of loud music being played through the artists. 'Bend over' is used in a suggestive manner. The response of 'indeed, I am' suggests approval or agreement.


Flossy like gangsta shit I got pounds of weed and keys Sittin' on G's
The artist is flashy like gangsta culture, and has a large supply of illegal drugs he intends to sell, sitting on stacks of cash (G's).


Catch a breeze When I ride by high Sittin' on Tonas Tearing up spots
The artist catches attention or admiration when driving by with his expensive belongings and drugs, tearing up the neighborhood.


And blocks in my hood ain't got no corners 'Cause we done chipped 'em all off a proper piece Bustin' rocks and Glocks And gettin' ghost from the Police
Because of the artist and his associates, the blocks in his neighborhood no longer have corners due to them being removed and replaced with proper pieces. They carry illegal drugs and weapons, and have to constantly stay hidden from law enforcement.


No peace So, he gets served with no concern To who gets burned and one day they'll learn Not to be fuckin' with the nigga Buckin' with the trigga Nothing you could figure Could help you escape From this mind state That I create, young nigga
Because of the artist's state of mind, he will not hesitate to harm those who cause trouble in his life, and they will eventually learn to not mess with him. He creates a dangerous atmosphere around himself, and there is no escape.


Yeah, and it's just like that LBC out the moon and my speakers go Boom, boom, boom, boom (boom) My rearview mirror's vibratin' cause my speakers go
The artist confirms the reality of his surroundings, with his city (LBC) and music (speakers) at the forefront. The repetition of 'boom' creates an auditory effect, while his rearview mirror vibrates due to the loud music playing.


Now I rock, some talk It don't stop When that funk shit drops That make your shit go pop
When the artist's music is played, it doesn't stop. Only his words change, but the beat and rhythm continue. He creates music that makes people dance and react.


Now let that beat ride In your G ride We gettin' me right Hittin' with that Dogg Pound "C" life
The artist encourages the listener to enjoy the music while driving in their expensive car. He is enjoying the same lifestyle as the famous rap group 'Dogg Pound'.


Now it's I, with that stylish flow So niggas step back or heads get cracked And I won't let back Who coming with that gangsta shit? The shit that only gangstas get gangsta with
The artist confidently proclaims his unique flow. He warns others to stay away, or they will face violence. The artist, knowing he is a true gangster, enjoys this kind of music and lifestyle unlike some other impostors.


Not quick to bust your ass like the cop Waiting, debating for my ass to flip flop But I don't flop I just flip the script When I dip and set-trip Keep the clip close to my hip And don't say shit When I blast Now I done told your ass Slow the fuck on down Dogg Pound, motherfucker
The artist prefers not to use violence unless absolutely necessary, unlike law enforcement. He will not change his mind or opinion about anything, and reacts accordingly. When it comes to criminal activities, he is always ready and cautious, keeping his weapon close. He advises others to stay out of trouble and brags about his affiliation with the Dogg Pound.


From the archives I arise off the Long Beach streets Won't be complete 'til the due is done to all that competes Don't be alarmed as I swarm through I warned you and your crew see wax So, what's that? A known fact Battle that the habitat I'm in is deadly
The artist comes from the historical streets of Long Beach, and plans to eliminate anyone who competes with him, without hesitation. He preps the listener for his aggressive behavior, boasting about his dangerous nature.


You can get the loot It all depends on where your head be Striving for what your in for And for your info mo' flow Than the tightest nigga flowed in '94
Money can be earned, but only if one is willing to put in the effort and take risks. A person should strive for what they want and the artist has more skills than the best rapper of 1994.


So, stand and deliver Watch niggas shiver Quiver in they boots As I mob with my troops
The artist demands that others face him and prepare to be intimidated as he walks in with his gang.


Through the east Where the phonies get deleted Be seated, and all the G's I know Stay heated
The artist walks through the Eastern part of town, vowing to rid it of fake people. He gets the listener to sit and listen, explaining that all the experienced gangsters he knows are always ready.


See I was born to be known as a thug and thief So anyone with beef I gotta slug to sleep Peep, I'm not no nigga Figure he can come up By getting a job, so I mob Not givin' a fuck
By nature, the artist is a criminal and is prepared to harm anyone. He mocks those that work a regular job, as he prefers his violent lifestyle.


I'm the drama Mama warned all they kids about I mash up strapped Get my dibs an' out Hustler musn't trustin' a gat To keep me fat, seeking victims Pick 'em, then I stick them in track My heat black With the serial number scratched out Don't wear a glass shield but You'll still be assed out
The artist is the source of conflict and violence that the community warns their children about. He carries weapons and is always ready to leave an area when successful with his criminal activities. He warns that if confronted, someone can still get hurt even without protection. He scratches off a weapon's serial number to avoid getting caught.


I'm Mr. Tray Deee And since they say "G" as my title My method mainly homicidal (boom, boom) Boom, and you know that
The artist's given name is Tray Deee, but he is known as a gangster (G). He admits that his chosen way of life involves violence, which goes in accordance with the repetition of 'boom'.


2-1 out the moon and my speakers go Yeah, 2-1 out the moon and my speakers go My rearview mirror vibrating 'cause my speakers go
The artist confirms his location (2-1, meaning 21st Street), the music he is playing loudly through his car speakers, and his mirror shaking from the high volume of the music.


Could it be my history? Living G-like Enemies that want to see me What it be like? Picture me practicing perfection Now hit the deck Playa haters gettin' chin-checked When I hit the set
The artist ponders his life as a gangster, and thinks about those that wish to harm him. He imagines what it may be like for someone in his competitive position. He practices being perfect while still being prepared to fight against those opposing him.


Watch how they fall When I buck 'em all We Outlaw, Westside Playa, touch 'em all I buck 'em all, then remain ballin'
The artist boasts about his ability to defeat anyone who challenges him, being part of a renowned rap group (Outlaw) and originating from the Westside. He suggests his weapon skills and still being successful afterwards.


Out the moon with my Glock cocked Shot calling Brothers fall, then they crawl And they beg for they life Should've never tried to rush me You're dead here, tonight
The artist alerts that he is ready with his weapon, and can shoot someone if need be. His orders are demanding and he explains how people will crawl or beg for mercy, to no avail. Anyone rushing him with bad intentions will be dead before long.


This "Thug life" Go tell them bustas Up at Bad Boy Records Fat trick's got a big mouth Busta, better check it
The artist has an attitude of a thug, and calls to those working at his competitor label Bad Boy Records to warn them. He insults the owner of Bad Boy Records claiming they're overweight and need to watch what they say.


I can see it plain as day This game I play wide open I pull the trigga Dead figure with his eyes open His pride broken I tried smoking but bailed out Soon as they left me at the jail house
The artist speaks of his 'game' (gangster lifestyle), illustrating his actions by shooting someone in the head, leaving them dead with their eyes open. He suggests that this person's pride has been shattered, and he tried to cope with it but failed, and eventually went back to jail.


Mobbin' in my Yeah, and you know that Death Row out the moon and my speakers go Outlaw out the moon and my speakers go
The artist is driving (mobbin') recklessly while playing music loudly (speakers go). He confirms his affiliation with Death Row Records and Outlaw while singing how good he actually is.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, ENTERTAINMENT ONE U.S. LP, OLE MEDIA MANAGEMENT LP, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Calvin C. Broadus, David Keith Jr. Williams, Jamarr Antonio Stamps, Lenton Hutton, Priest J Brooks, Tracey La Marr Davis, Tupac Amaru Shakur

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@SuperSpeedyCz

This song is fantastic!! :3

@UPlayNetwork

This is great, now it put me in a mood to party )

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BOOOM!
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very nice sound. good remix

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Wpada w ucho...;-)

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