Текст песни Crooked I f Phobia - Get Off Tha Block, слова песни Crooked I f Phobia

Текст песни Crooked I f Phobia - Get Off Tha Block

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[Intro]Yeah it`s only right the Bad Guy hook up with the Bad Girl...Phobia... woo!Aha! It`s Tha Row World Order babyVegas, drop the heat, c`mon... we back![Chorus X3– Crooked I & Phobia]Death Row`s back (here we go again)Death Row`s back (you better get off the Block nigga)[Verse 1 – Crooked I]And we wearing a smile, nuff areas style, who can bury us now?Listen, (DEATH ROW`s BACK) Ghetto America`s childI`m looking down on you, as if I was Darius MilesI`m an abusive cat, leading cops on an elusive chaseWe make music only fools embraceWe can feud dude, choose the placeI keep a tool in waist, lil dude I remove your face, uhhFinally, you minor league and we majorMajor change the way you make your music ain`t a gangstaGave the gangsta flava they bang in their CD changerCame to reign within, the game is in dangerBanging hits that ain`t even been rivalledI, carry a rifle, I cherish survivalI`m, the Bad Guy that`s my area titleAnd Suge`s the real Simon, so fuck +American Idol+[Chorus X3][Verse 2]And we banging the R, that`s the Row, Death Row we raising the barTell em (Death Row`s back!) getting braids in the carLook at Crooked damn hard work made him a starPlus meanwhile my team scheme wild for creamI hustle like I got nineteen mouths to feedSo leave out the scene, speed-down the copsOr you`ll bleed out your spleen we bring out them thievesThis trick is quick to hit ya with some clips to split yaI`d rather hit ya with some hits than be a permanent fixtureThe clips spit, we spit sick, get the picture?Cos if you spit sicker then niggaz it`d get you richerAnd for my enemies I don`t care muchThey like some ugly ass bitchs taking pictures getting airbrushedThey not who they appear to be, we beating wimps upI knock a pimp straight down out of his Pimp Cuff[Chorus X3]*Crooked I adlibs*[Verse 3]And I demands my love, throw ya hands high join the Bad Guy club(Death Row`s back!) why share my thugEspecially when thugging is my anti-drugGet merked like it`s nothing, that`s goon talkGive me three feet you bustaz better moon-walkOh yeah we cop the benz, drop the chevvy on them monster rimsWhile y`all can rock milk-chocolate timbsGlock shots chop ya limbs, I sock your chinI`m something different baby who can cop block the skills?Not your man, you know I got my heater with meLeavin` you in need of a kidney, come on and sing it with me...[Chorus X3][Outro over chorus – Phobia]Get off Tha Block.. haha... get off his dickYeah, Crooked I nigga... that`s rightThe realest, the realest Record label nigga...

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