Bangin
big p.i. Lyrics
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I'll wrap a nigga, clap a nigga
Sorry for the wait blocBoy JB
I'll show up at your wake and
Throw a party with the K (yeah)
It ain't my birthday but
I'm partyin' with cake (ayy)
Get rich and people envy, they sorry
Ayy, we bangin' Grape (crip)
Hunnet shoot shots at your face (rrah)
You diss the gang and it's First 48 (word)
Think you Osama, put you in a lake (the lake)
Your bitch on her knees like she pray
(she slurpin')
You fuck with me then you late (you late)
Cool, I was in the school with a tool
(the tool)
Remember when I pour a first move (move)
First gun was a twenty-two (rrah)
Headshot a nigga, put a nigga on the news
(the news)
I stomp a nigga in new Gucci shoes
I rob a nigga and take all his jewels
(his jewels)
Eat up his mouth like food (food)
You know I want the car just like a Jew
(yeah)
I left the Stinc and the Glock didn't shoot
Man these niggas put me up in that move
I'ma pull up with that sawed off (sawed off)
Man you a pussy, knock your balls off (rrah)
Say my boy and he ain't have a stick
He's a knockoff (knockoff)
All y'all niggas fuckin' call the bully
It's a mall soft (mall soft)
These niggas they think that I'm a rookie
I won't fall off (no)
Ayy, we bangin' Grape (crip)
Hunnet shoot shots at your face (rrah)
You diss the gang and it's First 48 (word)
Think you Osama, put you in a lake (the lake)
Your bitch on her knees like she pray
(she slurpin')
You fuck with me then you late (you late)
Cool, I was in the school with a tool
(the tool)
Remember when I pour a first move (move)
I mix Kool-Aid with my pickle juice (ayy)
My diamonds sting just like Pikachu
I'm in that cat playin' peekaboo (yeah)
I pissed that rack just like Jigga do
I'm in the Maybach at sixty-two
I got my seat back, I'm sippin' juice (yeah)
I kick my feet up and drip Ragu
Kick rocks, yabba dabba doo
When I first jumped off the stoop
I had a deuce deuce in my boot
You got a question for who?
BlocBoy, know I shoot (shoot)
I got on Canada Goose (goose)
Bitch fresh, came out of the zoo (zoo)
I got a pint of that juice (juice)
I'm 'bout to pour me up two (Lil One Hunnet)
Ayy, we bangin' Grape (crip)
Hunnet shoot shots at your face (rrah)
You diss the gang and it's First 48 (word)
Think you Osama, put you in a lake (the lake)
Your bitch on her knees like she pray
(she slurpin')
You fuck with me then you late (you late)
Cool, I was in the school with a tool
(the tool)
Remember when I pour a first move (move)
We bangin' Baby Loc, we bangin' Peter Roll
Bitch I'm a wolf
You a motherfuckin' antelope
Watch the lil chopper hit
You in the cantaloupe
Niggas don't know that we
Got all the antidotes
We got the drugs, we with the thugs
Ridin' with Bloc and we know we the plug
Drummer Gang, we gon' hit you with slugs
Kanye how my shoulder gon' shrug
Lil One Hunnet, 03 motherfucker
My brother a gangster, you know I'm a hustler
You know we gon' plug you
We came from the gutter
We know we the Peter Roll
But we gon' dust you, ooh
Watch your body hit the floor
You ain't really want the smoke
Now it's clouds around your throat
Should've been from Baby Loc
Should've been from Baby Loc
Ayy, we bangin' Grape (crip)
Hunnet shoot shots at your face (rrah)
You diss the gang and it's First 48 (word)
Think you Osama, put you in a lake (the lake)
Your bitch on her knees like she pray
(she slurpin')
You fuck with me then you late (you late)
Cool, I was in the school with a tool
(the tool)
Remember when I pour a first move (move)
We bangin' Grape, ayy
Can't beat the case, tryna send me away, ayy
Lil One, 03, BlocBoy JB, we bangin' Grape
Ooh, Memphis out to LA baby we from Watts
The song "Bangin in 2-3" by Big P.I. is a gritty and raw representation of gangster lifestyle and mentality. The lyrics depict the members of West Side Connect forming a clique, with Ice Cube, Mack 10, Dub-C, K-Dee, and Tha Comrades being some of the prominent members. The song talks about how they dominate and control the streets, their hatred for the law, and their unapologetic and aggressive behavior. They are always ready to ride for their cause, and they pride themselves on being unrelenting in their pursuit of power.
The opening lyrics of the song set the tone for what is to come. The phrase "Hoo-bangin' on the transformers" is a reference to how the gang members use their guns to create fear and establish dominance. They are not afraid to take on anyone or anything that stands in their way, and they are willing to use violence to get what they want. The lyrics "But fuck that, you know how we git/ (Can't get enough of this gangsta shit!)" show that they revel in the gangster lifestyle and find it addictive.
The song has a catchy chorus that repeats the phrase "Ice Cube is the lick, West side is the click, (Can't get enough of this gangsta shit)." This further reinforces the idea that they are unstoppable and that they will never back down from a fight. The lyrics go on to depict how each member of the clique has their own set of skills and weapons that they use to dominate their territory.
Line by Line Meaning
Yeah, Lil One, 03
Acknowledging the artist's nickname and affiliation
I'll wrap a nigga, clap a nigga
Threatening violence towards an opponent
Sorry for the wait blocBoy JB
Apologizing for the delay in releasing new music
I'll show up at your wake and
Promising to attend the funeral of an enemy
Throw a party with the K (yeah)
Celebrating the death with firearms
It ain't my birthday but
Acknowledging that it is not a personal celebration
I'm partyin' with cake (ayy)
Metaphorically enjoying the rewards of success
Get rich and people envy, they sorry
Expressing that wealth attracts both envy and regret
On Grape (yeah)
Referring to one's gang affiliation
Ayy, we bangin' Grape (crip)
Asserting loyalty and affiliation to the Grape Street Crips gang
Hunnet shoot shots at your face (rrah)
Threatening to shoot an opponent in the face with a hundred rounds
You diss the gang and it's First 48 (word)
Warning that disrespect to the gang will have swift consequences
Think you Osama, put you in a lake (the lake)
Comparing oneself to a terrorist leader and threatening to dispose of enemies
Your bitch on her knees like she pray (she slurpin')
Boasting about sexual dominance over someone's partner
You fuck with me then you late (you late)
Informing others that retaliation will be swift and deadly
Cool, I was in the school with a tool (the tool)
Reflecting on carrying a weapon while in school
Remember when I pour a first move (move)
Recalling a past bold action or decision
First gun was a twenty-two (rrah)
Recollecting the first firearm owned, a .22 caliber pistol
Headshot a nigga, put a nigga on the news (the news)
Boasting about killing someone and making headlines
I stomp a nigga in new Gucci shoes
Claiming to physically assault someone wearing expensive shoes
I rob a nigga and take all his jewels (his jewels)
Proudly admitting to a robbery and stealing valuable items
Eat up his mouth like food (food)
Metaphorically devouring someone, possibly through verbal humiliation
You know I want the car just like a Jew (yeah)
Expressing desire for material possessions like a stereotypical Jewish person
I left the Stinc and the Glock didn't shoot
Leaving a specific location and claiming that the weapon did not malfunction
Man these niggas put me up in that move
Acknowledging that others have put the artist in a dangerous situation
I'ma pull up with that sawed off (sawed off)
Threatening to arrive with a sawed-off shotgun
Man you a pussy, knock your balls off (rrah)
Insulting someone's masculinity and threatening physical harm
Say my boy and he ain't have a stick
Accusing someone of claiming a gang affiliation without possessing a weapon
He's a knockoff (knockoff)
Calling someone a fake or imitation
All y'all niggas fuckin' call the bully
Asserting dominance over others as a bully
It's a mall soft (mall soft)
Belittling others as being weak or soft
These niggas they think that I'm a rookie
Addressing others who underestimate the artist's experience and ability
I won't fall off (no)
Promising to maintain success and not decline
I mix Kool-Aid with my pickle juice (ayy)
Humorously describing an unusual drink combination
My diamonds sting just like Pikachu
Comparing the brilliance of diamond jewelry to the electric Pokémon Pikachu
I'm in that cat playin' peekaboo (yeah)
Flaunting wealth by being inside a luxury vehicle
I pissed that rack just like Jigga do
Boasting about making a large sum of money, similar to rapper Jay-Z
I'm in the Maybach at sixty-two
Claiming to drive a Maybach luxury car at a high speed
I got my seat back, I'm sippin' juice (yeah)
Relaxing in a comfortable car seat and casually drinking juice
I kick my feet up and drip Ragu
Showing off expensive clothing and accessories
Kick rocks, yabba dabba doo
Dismissing someone and telling them to go away
When I first jumped off the stoop
Reflecting on a past rebellious or risky act
I had a deuce deuce in my boot
Admitting to carrying a small caliber firearm hidden in a boot
You got a question for who?
Challenging someone who doubts or questions the artist
BlocBoy, know I shoot (shoot)
Affirming reputation as a skilled shooter
I got on Canada Goose (goose)
Wearing a high-end Canada Goose brand jacket
Bitch fresh, came out of the zoo (zoo)
Describing oneself as stylish and fashionable
I got a pint of that juice (juice)
Possessing a pint of a liquid, likely a drug reference
I'm 'bout to pour me up two (Lil One Hunnet)
Preparing to consume two doses of a substance
Can't beat the case, tryna send me away, ayy
Confident in avoiding legal consequences and imprisonment
Memphis out to LA baby we from Watts
Repping hometowns from Memphis, Tennessee, to Los Angeles, California, and Watts neighborhood
Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing, SUNDAE SONGS LLC, Peermusic Publishing
Written by: BRETT EUGENE WHITE, JAMES LEE BAKER, JASON JAMAL JACKSON, JUSTIN B TRUGMAN, LEONARDO JR. WILLIAMS, NIMA JANANBIN, PAIMON JANANBIN, TREVOR MUZZY
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@robertgrotto7058
I'm 74 and Italian. Grew up in the tenements of NYC in the 50's and early 60's. I remember this song and others of the era on hot summer nights. No ac. A small window fan. The smell of garbage wafting up from the street. Listening to this and other songs of the times. I remember block parties where Hector Lavoe and others jammed. Italians, blacks, Irish, Polish, Puerto Ricans etc all had a great time. We mostly all got along. Yes, there were gangs and fights but the most of the hard working people and the families got along. You know why? We were all poor. It's always been more about the color green of the dollar then skin color. IMHO it's worse today. Keep rockin and God bless.
@bridgetedwards2378
Thank you for your story. I believe you - it's FAR worse today. Back then, even during the worst of times - at the time - simple pleasures were the best. I'm 65, raised in Cali - enjoyed the music of the 50s, 60s, 70s - of all flavors. Music was the BEST back then. Yep. I said what I said. :-) Blessings - and keep rockin!
@bernicejackson4902
I remember being so happy singing and dancing to this this great song back in my early days in the Farragut Projects of Brooklyn NY ❤️💃🥰💃
@newzcutter
Lower East side?
@robertgrotto7058
@@newzcutter West side. 93rd street. A block from Riverside drive. The same street that has that little park with the Joan of Arc statue. It was a bad neighborhood when I lived there. It's all gentrified now and looks great. A real shithole when I was a kid. The ball fields look like Yankee stadium now. When I was a kid they were just dirt. We used too clean them up in the summer so we could play ball. Old tires, broken glass, junkie needles all over. Junkies would watch us play until they nodded off. LOL.
@bocastacker9005
It was the same for me when I was young. No divisions among different ethnicities. We all got along and music brought us all closer together. What the hell happened to this world?? Politicians divide us to try to control us.
@Carlospjr
I grew up in the 60s & 70s in NYC and the Bronx and the music flowing out the windows on Friday night and Saturdays was Heavenly. This was a classic.
@Dune137
I miss just plain, simple and fun music like this. I think I was about 3 years old when my mom bought this album. We used to play this song over and over.
@arnoldgratacos5460
Joe Cuba king of Spanish Harlem music...I played it all thru my high school years. Thank you Joe!!
@dannyphantommm
Thank you for posting this video. My grandfather is Joe Cuba, he died when I was three and I love his music. My mom, Joe Cuba's daughter has his golden discs in our house and pictures of my grandfather including this art.