Bangin
Paul Wall Lyrics


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[Chorus]
Fly, hey,hey
I Got dat trunk craked windows tinted,trunk craked windows tinted
Slowly rollin' I'm banging screw
Slowly rollin' I'm banging screw
Comin' down so fly-y-y-y
Smokin' leaf so high-I-I-I
Slowly rollin' I'm banging screw,
Slowly rollin' I'm banging screw.

What it do it's paul to the wall,
Chunk up tall, let the 4 screens fall,
Spider's crawl gon turn up that dial
And make they heads all nod like a bobble head doll,
Bendin' corners up and down wayside,
From greens road to that Antoine drive,
Crew on da side playin' N-B-A live,
I'm too cool for school ridin' on buckhide,
Turnin' heads when I'm on dat scott
Hit that french's for a quick pit stop,
Boys in the mail talkin bout they on top,
8 Months later all them boys flop.
Like it or not I'm the game and
I'm showin' up, keke got dat oil and we pourin' up,
Hit the club wit captain jack
And big Steve representin' my hood still throwin' up.
Big money in the gang as the bread grow,
Candy old school drop top for the low,
Boys used to be sleepin on me but the champ
Is here I guarantee that they ass woke,
Ridin' on spoke, dats the elbow, still rockin' in da ice white shell toe,
Dis for my boys by dat kelso and you already know.

[Chorus]

Yeah, I'm still on that five-9,
But might see me on that five-8 comin' down,
All over the town I like to get around,
Jammin' my fat pat screwed up underground,
Comin' down in the lime green eighty eight,
While them boys on the sideline wanna hate,
Bump a kid for fuckin' up the state plate,
I Must admit my life's great,
T-Farris wit me in the snow bunny Benz,
Lookin' through a louey lens and we stackin' up ends,
Bros over hoes yea I'm talkin' bout friends,
Got freedom on my arm for my dog lil' twin,
Dubs on the rim that's t.i.s,
Just like pretty Todd I'm g-boy fresh,
Got oil comin' in and it's strait from da west,
And grill throwin' mesh on the cadillac crest,
Head of the best I ain't messin' wit da rest,
Santa clause sled that's pomegranate red,
Sippin' that taste I take it straight to da head,
And that swisha house is what I rep till I'm dead.

[Chorus]

I'm tippin' fo's and I'm sippin' fo's and I'm flippin' hos with my partner clue,
Posted up at that TSU or that Prarie View wit my patna Lew-
Hawk, boys get outlined in chalk,
Tryin' to run up and jack my slab,
This one here for my boy lil kee I'm throwin' deuce up and gettin' boys dab,
Pourin' da juice up and grippin' that ab,
Wavein' hoods so the base showcase
Settin' the trends steady choppin' up wind with a diamond ice grin, that paper I chase,
Taper fade by that bad boy shop,
Tippin' slow I'm screwed up and chopped,
Listening to some of that bobby merl, them choppaholics, maybe that Michael Watts,
Choppin' the block up, holdin' a full cup,
Breakin' a strut, now I'm on them swangs,
Grill and woman popped trunk full of bang,
I'm third coast raised and I'm drippin' stains,
I'm hittin' stank tryin to break that bread,
Slowed and throwed till the day I'm diseased,
Leaning tuff, I got cup full of stuff with a starched crease and a johnny dang piece.





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Paul Wall's song, Bangin in 2-3, is an ode to South Texas culture and lifestyle. The chorus is all about the joy of cruising around in a car with the windows down, music up, and smoking some weed. The verse that follows is Paul Wall rapping about his own experiences in Houston, Texas, from the streets he frequents to the people he knows.


In the first verse, Paul talks about his love for Houston's Fifth Ward and how he represents it even though he has been all over town. He also talks about cruising on Buckhide and turning heads on the way. He mentions French's, which is a gas station and convenience store in South Texas known for its fried chicken. He also talks about his affiliation with Keke, who is an iconic rapper from Texas.


The second verse is a bit more personal, with Paul Wall describing his life and the people in it. He mentions his friend T. Farris, who is a former professional football player, and how they're stacking up money. He also mentions his friend Lew-Hawk and how they're posted up at Texas Southern University or Prairie View A&M University, two historically black colleges in Texas. Finally, he talks about chopping up the wind, a reference to the car culture in Texas, where people cut their car's suspension so that the body of the car can rest closer to the ground.


Overall, the song celebrates Houston's car culture, music, and the importance of friendship. It's a fun song to listen to that paints a picture of life in South Texas.


Line by Line Meaning

Fly, hey, hey
I'm feeling good and ready to have some fun


I Got dat trunk craked windows tinted,trunk craked windows tinted
My car's windows are tinted and my trunk is open to show off my sound system


Slowly rollin' I'm banging screw
I'm driving slowly and listening to chopped and screwed music


Comin' down so fly-y-y-y
I'm driving low and slow in style


Smokin' leaf so high-I-I-I
I'm smoking marijuana and feeling good


What it do it's paul to the wall,
It's Paul Wall, and I'm ready to party


Chunk up tall, let the 4 screens fall,
Raise your hands high and let the screens in my car drop down


Spider's crawl gon turn up that dial
This music is so good it makes spine-tingling shivers run down my back


And make they heads all nod like a bobble head doll,
This music is so good it makes everyone in the car bob their heads like bobblehead dolls


Bendin' corners up and down wayside,
I'm driving around town, taking sharp corners and twists and turns


From greens road to that Antoine drive,
I'm driving all over town from one place to another


Crew on da side playin' N-B-A live,
My friends are playing NBA Live video game beside me in the car


I'm too cool for school ridin' on buckhide,
I'm so cool, I'm driving on Buckhide, a street in Houston known for cars with rims


Turnin' heads when I'm on dat scott,
People are looking and noticing me on Scott, another street in Houston


Hit that french's for a quick pit stop,
I stopped at the store, French's, to take a break


Boys in the mail talkin bout they on top,
Other rappers are acting like they're on top in the music industry


8 Months later all them boys flop.
But after just a few months, their careers are already over


Like it or not I'm the game and
Whether you like it or not, I'm a big player in the music industry


I'm showin' up, keke got dat oil and we pourin' up,
Me and my friend, Keke, are enjoying smoking marijuana together


Hit the club wit captain jack
Me and my friend Captain Jack are going to the club together


And big Steve representin' my hood still throwin' up.
My friend Big Steve is representing our neighborhood by throwing up a gang sign


Big money in the gang as the bread grow,
My gang is making big money as we get more successful


Candy old school drop top for the low,
I bought a classic car with bright paint and an open top for cheap


Boys used to be sleepin on me but the champ
Other rappers didn't take me seriously at first, but


Is here I guarantee that they ass woke,
Now that I'm popular, they're paying attention


Ridin' on spoke, dats the elbow,
My car has rims that spin, also known as elbow or spoked rims


Still rockin' in da ice white shell toe,
I'm still wearing my classic white shell toe shoes


Dis for my boys by dat kelso and you already know.
This song is for my friends from Kelso and they already know it


Yeah, I'm still on that five-9,
I'm still rapping on my favorite beat, Five-9


But might see me on that five-8 comin' down,
But you might also see me rapping on another popular beat, Five-8


All over the town I like to get around,
I'm driving all over town to show off my car and music


Jammin' my fat pat screwed up underground,
I'm listening to Fat Pat, a popular screwed and chopped music artist from the underground scene


Comin' down in the lime green eighty-eight,
I'm driving around in my lime green 1988 car


While them boys on the sideline wanna hate,
Other people who are not as successful as me are envious and want to hate


Bump a kid for fuckin' up the state plate,
I would even hit someone if they damage my license plate, which represents my state


I Must admit my life's great,
I have to admit that my life is really great


T-Farris wit me in the snow bunny Benz,
My friend T-Farris is riding with me in my snow bunny Benz, a car known for its good traction in the snow


Lookin' through a louey lens and we stackin' up ends,
We're making a lot of money and looking good with our Louis Vuitton sunglasses on


Bros over hoes yea I'm talkin' bout friends,
I value my friends over romantic relationships


Got freedom on my arm for my dog lil' twin,
I have a tattoo of Freedom, a dog that was important to me, for my friend Lil' Twin


Dubs on the rim that's t.i.s,
My rims are 20 inches, also known as twentys, and are made by a brand called TIS


Just like pretty Todd I'm g-boy fresh,
I'm fresh and stylish like my friend, Pretty Todd


Got oil comin' in and it's strait from da west,
I'm making money and getting oil from the west


And grill throwin' mesh on the cadillac crest,
I have a grill on my Cadillac that has mesh and the Cadillac emblem


Head of the best I ain't messin' wit da rest,
I'm at the top of my game and I don't bother with others who aren't as successful


Santa clause sled that's pomegranate red,
My car is red like a pomegranate and looks like Santa's sleigh


Sippin' that taste I take it straight to da head,
I'm drinking and sipping straight from the bottle


And that swisha house is what I rep till I'm dead.
I represent Swisha House, my music label, until I die


I'm tippin' fo's and I'm sippin' fo's and I'm flippin' hos with my partner clue,
I'm riding on 4 wheels with a lot of horsepower, drinking and smoking, and flirting with women with my friend Clue


Posted up at that TSU or that Prarie View wit my patna Lew-
I hang out at Texas Southern University and Prairie View A&M University with my friend Lew


Hawk, boys get outlined in chalk,
My friend Hawk helps protect me and our group of friends by threatening anyone who tries to harm us


Tryin' to run up and jack my slab,
Someone is trying to steal my car


This one here for my boy lil kee I'm throwin' deuce up and gettin' boys dab,
This song is dedicated to my friend Lil Kee, and I'm throwing up a gang sign and getting other people to acknowledge him


Pourin' da juice up and grippin' that ab,
I'm drinking alcohol and holding on to my marijuana-filled cigar


Wavein' hoods so the base showcase
I'm showing off the bass in my music


Settin' the trends steady choppin' up wind with a diamond ice grin, that paper I chase,
I'm creating new trends and showing off my diamonds with a smile while chasing money


Taper fade by that bad boy shop,
I got a stylish haircut at the Bad Boy Barber Shop


Tippin' slow I'm screwed up and chopped,
I'm driving carefully while listening to screwed and chopped


Listening to some of that bobby merl, them choppaholics, maybe that Michael Watts,
I'm listening to some popular chopped and screwed DJs, including Michael Watts and Bobby Merl


Choppin' the block up, holdin' a full cup,
I'm enjoying my time cruising the streets while holding a full cup of alcohol


Breakin' a strut, now I'm on them swangs,
I'm driving around stylishly and confidently on my rims


Grill and woman popped trunk full of bang,
I have my grill and women with me and my trunk is full of subwoofers


I'm third coast raised and I'm drippin' stains,
I'm from the Gulf Coast area and I'm showing off my style and wealth


I'm hittin' stank tryin to break that bread,
I'm trying to make more money


Slowed and throwed till the day I'm diseased,
I'm going to continue to drive slowly and party until I die


Leaning tuff, I got cup full of stuff with a starched crease and a johnny dang piece.
I'm leaning while driving, holding a cup of alcohol, wearing clothes with a crisp crease, and a diamond jewelry piece made by Johnny Dang.




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: LEROY WILLIAMS, LEROY WILLIAMS JR, LEWIS KINOSHI, PAUL WALL, PAUL MICHAEL SLAYTON, RUSSELL HOWARD, ZACH BURKE

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Ed Byers

Sent my mom to Best buy to pick this album up for me the day it came out while I was at school. 2020 and I still can't get enough

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Listening now

Eric e

Same!!!!!!!

Aharon Jones

2022

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Mario D

I never get tired of this song, I think it's the actual music that has me hooked since 2007, it has like a 70's feel

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2019 AND I'M STILL BANGIN SCREW 🤘 WHO WITH ME THROW YO HOOD UP🎤🎶🔊

Alex Mojarro

Slow and throwed gotta bang dat screw

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