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Текст песни Black Moon - I Got Cha Opin

Black Moon - I Got Cha Opin слова песни

( *DJ Evil Dee cuts up* )(Don`t front)[ VERSE 1: Buckshot Shorty ]When I get bent I must represent, no questionGet up a dime spot and then I`m off to the dread sectionRoots hit me off lovelyComin out the spot I had to duck because a nigga tried to buck meI`m easin on the Glock like, "What up, hop"Buck`s pullin out on cops cause I want free GlocksWhat the fuck, bring your bitch-ass type brigadeHittin them all, hand guns and hand grenades( ? ) man that`s wanted for murderGot your block locked down, so don`t come any furtherIn my clip is a .22 dum-dumOh yeah, I seen your moms, I hit her off with a jumKnow what I`m sayin? Fret it or forget it( ? ) fly so I`ma still get paid, I don`t sweat itI`m every MC`s nightmare manifestinA little shorty pushin the fact that I`m best inThis shit called hip-hop, raise the throneKid, don`t front, I got you open in your dome[ VERSE 2: Buckshot Shorty ]Rest in peace to my niggas in the EastAnd all the real niggas that was shot by beastAround the way all we do is spark mad ismLadies be like, "Yo, he`s Buckshot right there, that is him"But let`s get with the cipher, kid, pass the eightSo I can wet my lungs and blow smoke in your faceWord to Jah, niggas can`t touch me, kidCause I`m too nice to do bids or ever hit skidFronts in the bottom of my teeth like whatever shitOn the real, gettin played, what, I never didCause on the mic I gotta represent the real niggasThe field niggas get the muthafuckin ill triggersWord to Herb, lick shot with my verbAnd keep my hand on my grip when I play the curbI never got caught by a undercover DT( ? ) can`t see meYou grab mics from the ones I left brokenKid, don`t front, you know I got you open[ VERSE 3: Buckshot Shorty ]Late at night I catch a buzz, then I writeThe type of ill shit to make the mind feel tightAnd be wantin to battle like every five minutesBut I`m in this like Guiness so that ass get finishedStraight from the floors of hell, feel the flameYou faggot ass, I heard your nickname`s BlaineI hit your brain and you felt the pain, maintainWhen it comes to a battle you know the Buck reignsI vocal-throw the flow, niggas be like, "Yo, how`d you do that?"Bitches be like "Yo who that, you`re all that, yo, true that"Never forget that I`m the one you thought wouldn`t make itI used to make money, now I just take itI do what I gotta do to bring you to the concreteBuckin niggas down cause they think shit is sweetI keep a Tec whenever I`m in the projectsEase out, then flex, in effect like WreckxBuck to your head, now die is my sloganDon`t front, you know I got you open

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