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Текст песни Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. f Kurupt - On Me

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[Intro: Kurupt]I ain`t got a problem with nobody, right?This is Young Gotti, but I got a problem with youCause you got a problem with meYeah nigga... keeping it real G`d upHitting niggaz like +Boo-Yaa!+ punkWhat the fuck nigga![Verse 1: Ganxta Ridd]I`m Ridd rhyming, I`m non existantI`m just a daily, first to burn a convalescentI`m the example of learning lessI`m spitting possible with two Wesson`s, no questionsI`m the question with no guessingI`m kind of stressing more pounds than two jurisdictionsThese rappers don`t want prohibitionI will convict himI`m the West Coast redemptionTarget, Coast Ridah, boost eye for an eyeMy blood line banging until the eight frame dieI snuggle up the gun, full gripThem eyes on my dinero, then analyze thisReal out the game, send them on their way to re-admitBoo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E., ain`t nothing changed, crowned and convincedPimp slap bitches and hoes and gangster slap pimpsAnd when I went through, it`s that GANGSTER SHIT[Chorus: Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E., Kurupt][Boo-Yaa] Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta..[Kurupt] You know what I`m talking about[Boo-Yaa] You get them fast then..[Boo-Yaa] Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta..[Boo-Yaa] This one`s on me[Boo-Yaa] Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta..[Kurupt] Gangsta, right?[Boo-Yaa] You get them fast then..[Boo-Yaa] Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta..[Boo-Yaa] This one`s on me[Verse 2: Kurupt]G`s, T`s, where y`all at?Riders, that`s what y`all are (are)I`m a for real front line folderI fold front lines and then push they backs overMama ain`t raised no busters (busters)And mama ain`t raised no punks!We`ll meet front to frontLeft the parking lot nigga, see what y`all want (nigga)Ten toes, ten fingertipsNiggaz don`t really want to tripThey want to catch a nigga twenty deep (deep)And catch niggaz thinking they could sleep (sleep)Ain`t no sleeping in a G zone niggaBC rider and they every ball niggaBoo-Yaa and Gotti the original, told y`all niggaYeah run through this motherfucker, G`d up huh?G cut Timbs from the feet up huh?[Chorus: Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.] - (w/ minor variations)[Verse 3: Ganxta Ridd]They love it when I bang throughSex them all like a truce, fade them all like a rendez vousI`m hitting senders like I`m hitting switchesLay bikes like a pipe, play a brick and then they all my bitchesWho`s that?, y`all niggaz beefIt`s that motherfucker cause I`m getting plot moneyEnvisioning balls, I`m wishing nuts and jawsFuck them trick fools that don`t want us to ballWe street flavor, Blood we all involvedI`m all up in the guts quit ticking and crawlPass the free fall, fuck the free showsSlap the hoe all, paws that explodeMotherfuckers die trying modeGanxta come on call me Ganxta RiddB.C.D.P. B.T. for sureWest West, East Side, .45 reload[Chorus: Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.] - (w/ minor variations) + (Repeat 2X)

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