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Текст песни B.G. - Niggas N Trouble

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[Mac]Yeah, yeah, big Mac and the B.G.You can`t see meIt`s like that in 96 y`allU.P.T. connectKeepin` it realGive em a lil respectWe doin` it just like that[Mac]Feel the wrath of a solja, the Crescent City JesusI pack a tre-deuce, got a army bout the size of Babe RuthWe hit emRugged even if it`s unplugged for thug lifersWe be the niggas leavin` slugs in ya crime cipherGot the town locked with underground stockAround clock workers to serve usResponsible for many murdersI left your town with all the gold piecesShoot the Sheriff to assure my family`s convict releasesPayin` witnesses to hold they breath,Non-cooperation is only death, and no this ain`t a phony TecI`m in a limo full of blow niggasBut I`m never high cuz a leader gotta be up on his toes niggaA trail of cops is followin` we start to swallowin` the evidentialsKeep supplier`s name confidentialCrooked cops started buckin` at usMade a turn to a dead end, but froze cuz the cops had usI grab the Tec and started buckin` backCuz I`d rather take half the force out before they pump a slug in MacThe head shot took me underI fell on my back, the last scene is his pale face and badge number[B.G.]Came in the clear, slide it in, cock it backPlot it out, I put me an extra one inThat`s eighteen in tha 9, I`m ready to dischargeThat`s eighteen for that ass, tryin` to play hardGot the fat bullets, with the dent in the frontThey get sent when you duck when I hear from the bluntNigga don`t let me get that first draw, and I`ma toast yaI`ma shoot`cha in the jaw first, then get some moreYou know I bust heads, gotta jack it like a brand new carI got the bulldog sendin` niggas to the mallI send death threats, and then I fulfill emTwo hoes think they`ll survive trial bein` a witness but I`ma kill`emMy nine milli is the nigga on side of meHollow points is for devils that wanna follow meTry to swallow me under Providence Memorial Park,I`m too smart to be caught, I`ma snort what I just boughtTake a rideWith the chopper lookin` for the robber on the other sideI`m so high, and the motto Uptown is do or dieLet`s make it happen, think of an actionFuck rappin` I`m cappin`, fuck yappin`, gimme no dappin`Pull out the strapin` and start bustin`,Show me you bout buckin` or duckin`Cuz I`m sendin` 17 slugs I`m a thugAll about sellin` drugs, nigga you get pluggedGet out tha way, start the race, it`s a big paper chaseYou get the taste of the chopper strikin` you in the faceGet out the way on tha double, I bust ya bubbleI`m behind the trigga, so niggas in trouble[Mac]T-Shirts and white caprices, my Daddy used to call him JonnyI never thought the snake muthafuckas would be behind meThey took a shot nearly blind meEyes rolled like a zombie, my life started seemin` timelyI can`t believe it, Officer Friendly, he put a slug in lil` McKinleyI`ll be a memory, but I ain`t havin` itFightin` for my life, the people grabbin` itJust enough strength to pull the trigga once moreI hit his cabbage and he dropped like the ValujetI heard a nigga say he wasn`t dead yetThey should have never said thatMy life came back, like some supernatural shitI stood up, and took the bullets they was hittin` me withGrab the dead cocked glock out the holsterPointed at the rest of them and said muthafucka I`m a soljaYou can`t kill meThey said we`ll seeI said nigga feel me, and hit em with the nine milli, ya heard me?I took my vest off, and threw it on the pavementYou never see the Mac`s assassination, nigga it`s like that[B.G.]Get out the way or get caught up in serious gun slangin`Cuz the shit that I`m bringin` leave a busta brains hangin`Cuz I ain`t half steppin`, when I come for the chopI clock, meal, and rob, Black Connection is the mobThat I`m married to, TRU to life real niggasYoung niggas comin` down wit shit you could feel niggasPeel niggas wig off, soft nigga play hardBut I see through you muthafucka I pull ya cardRepresentin` I war and die for this rap gameIt`s the only thing I know besides hustlin`, so I do my thangDone crossed the line wit niggas I thugged withWe run blood out`cha body, nigga we thugs, shitSo give us respect because we comin` directTotin` Tecs in the projects that leave a nigga wetBaby Gangsta attacker watch my back for the jackerThen Blacka tryin` to attack and release the ratta-tattaLeavin` lifeless? No, neverI reverse the game in a double, I bubbleTo overflow nigga, niggas in trouble

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Niggas N Trouble

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