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Utwór: Keep It Gangsta

  • wykonawca: G-dep
  • album: Child Of The Ghetto
  • wyświetleń: 1981

[G. Dep]
  I got enough flows to spit, they cold as shit
  Give you what you supposed to get, to close ya lip
  I got enough O's to get, and hoes to hit
  Try to stick ya nose in shit, get froze and stiff.
  Talk about load ya clip, and O's you flip.
  When you ain't holdin shit but droze and dick.
  Roll the spliff, take the toke
  You either gittin cake or broke
  You can stay awake or (??)
  Take a note, take a vote
  Buy a landslide or tell ya man slide or I shake ya boat.
  Take ya toast, this rap shit I make the oath
  To get cake, or estates by the lake or boat
  Bad hoes, (??)
  See the snake, (??) leave faith then they hate to go
  Yo, Its to late to blow
  Ya run around pay for hoes, that's why ya paper low
  
  [Shyne - Hook]
  We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
  Fload ya block, and keep it gangsta
  We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
  Coat Them rocks, and keep it gangsta
  We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
  Drop the top, and keep it gangsta
  We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
  Wylin, stylin, and keep it gangsta
  
  [Shyne]
  Shyne Po, I keep it (??) like im supposed too
  In a hard top something fronten
  I must of (??) died, came back as a rapper
  Scareface, smith and eights, in my life after
  Bone crushers on my hip, cause shit get thick
  In the myths, of killas tryin to get rich
  Im two shells from hell, u can tell im made for this life
  District (??)
  I don't give a fuck, cuase im'a do me
  Till them hollow points, rip through me
  I was born to die, live for what
  Plush slut, bucks, guns and ?duffs?
  Spent late nights in the kitchen, wishen
  Watchin the pot boil, mixin, sniffin
  Keepin America high, and why wouldn't I
  Gangstas don't talk, we beat the case and walk
  
  [Shyne - Hook]
  We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
  Flood ya block, and keep it gangsta
  We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
  Coat Them rocks, and keep it gangsta
  We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
  Drop the top, and keep it gangsta
  We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
  Wylin, stylin, and keep it gangsta
  
  [G. Dep]
  Yo, I got wild fed to earn, lead to burn
  Stop sign on ya slot time, dead ya turn
  Lotta cats gotta wait til they dead to learn
  Pastor Rev. Sermen, Ya learnin
  Ima wild card to play, guard ya pay
  Goodbye's hard to say, cause ya moms to pray
  Ya lookin odd and gay, im modern day
  Ima rep till im hard and gray, pardon me (may)
  Ima make it hard today, bombs away
  Lunach grenades, at your (??) and blaze
  Calm ya rage, I aint even on ya page
  Ya see-thru like lingerie, guns in a large array
  Hit tha door, kick the raw, spit that law, spits some more
  Everybody hit tha floor, im quick to draw
  Flows like hittin bitches raw, to sick to cure.
  
  [Shyne - Hook]
  We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
  Fload ya block, and keep it gangsta
  We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
  Coat Them rocks, and keep it gangsta
  We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
  Drop the top, and keep it gangsta
  We them niggas with big guns and big dicks
  Wylin, stylin, and keep it gangsta
  

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