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Текст песни Cormega and Hot Boys - Violator

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Cormega: yoHot Boy: whats upCormega: that gangster shitHot Boy: for real , for realla siht guerilla war Cormega: yoHot Boy: guerilla war what what guerilla war what for real , hot boys niggas(verse one : cormega)I write rhymes for niggas at nightimeConsider your life minesWheter you pumpin five packs or five piesMontana livin it my persona imminentReal niggas dont keep beef we finish itNo retreat no surrenderingNo rockin me to sleepI keep the heat up in my premsisA whole different level of rhymesSeveral of my competitors triedComin better than minesVerbally im way ahead of my timeMega im gloaduriezed through wordsSon im living off the dimes you servedStayin focused keepin an eye open for stray vulturesEverybody gotta go every day is a day closerIm soakin in my sofaRemiinsischin tony coked upLife is fucked upEven when you blow up(chorus)Hot Boys : Who can you trustCormega : Only a few and my nine i bustHot Boys : What do you lustCormega : The money and the power niggaHot Boys : Who you respectCormega : All my niggas thats no longer with us And all the drug kingpins that showed us how to get it(2 times)(verse two : cormega)Who the nicest Nigga spittin the trife shitGeto drama saga is for niggas wit inditmentsFlippin white shitScreaming fuck the fedsSqueezin your heat at policeTill you come to your hospital bedThug generalWrite rhymes for criminals to listen toIf you aint real my shit aint even meant for youMy pen stains the paper like bloodMy mind is like a nine and my rhymes are like a slugBefore I snitch like a bitchId rather die like a thugIf they areign me for bangingId throw my signdam at the judgeIm almightyDefy me till these four fours beside meRed light gedadme til your vital pointWith my heater I annointYou a second from deathMy only regret that i emptied out my whole clipBein sulk beyotch(chorus)(verse three : cormega)To my thugsIts unconditional loveIm giving you how to end it out the motherfuckin system tooHunger pains when I was younger made me ready to faceConsequences of life the street fed meReady rock chopped the punk that bought my high top dunksAnd crack fiends sold me a baby nah.. hold upThis aint some shit i just made up in a rhyme this the realnessIn a reflection of a sinner I spitYo feel this my nameAlone have me mainting a phoneOn a comethru not to mention a banger I ownAint nothin new why the fuck would I front for youIm a felony offender you showin your jealousy nigga(chorus)Cormega: Who can i trust, who can i trust, word up niggaHot Boy: Hot boy nigga, cash money nigga, guerilla war nigga Get it right and keep it right You need to be down to get upCormega: Yeah Nigga

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