Текст песни Crooked I f Scarface, Treach - Too Gangsta For Radio
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(Verse 1 - Scarface)Now flip with a nigga, as we dip through the DirtyFour-tops, spin out and bent up to thirtyI only ride for homies, `cause hoes ain`t worthyNever put a bitch before your road doggs, ya heard me?Plus, we do shit other rappers can`t feelLike, hangin` in the same spots we hung out for the dealFor real, the ghetto ain`t a pop song, CuttyThe ghetto bodies get up, get out, and get nuttyAnd fool, do it `til the death if you have tooJust get the fuck up off the cuts, `fore they grab youAnd have you doin` penitentary timeGot these rap cats thinkin`, if they shit to lift rhymesIf you ain`t in the streets, then nigga, stick to the balance, or get caught upTossed up, in this bitch, like a saladDedicated to my niggas out here stuck in the trapI deliver it just like I live it, it ain`t rapTrust meThis is really that gangsta boggie (2 times)That gangsta (4 times)(Chorus)This is for the ballersGangsta rap!What all the hoes loveGangsta rap!What you hop your 6-4 to?Gangsta rap!You can do what you want toGangsta rap!Yeah, this is for the ballersGangsta rap!What all the hoes loveGangsta rap!What you hop your 6-4 to?Gangsta rap!You can do what you want toGangsta rap!(Verse 2 - Crooked I)What did you fall in the spot?You could say that they callin` a copI`m robbin` niggas, whether they ballin` or notThe Steven Segal of the blockClock you with a pool ball in a sockPop you and crawl off in a dropDodger hatted-upI`m fly as a shot when it hoversA mix between Morpheous and MatrixIn rocket in colorsTell me, can I...Rip `em up? This a jackKeep them hands highStick `em upNo Metropolis, stoppin` this apocalypseYou couldn`t see this novelistWith positive and optimistic results from an optometristG shit, that we dreeze, ah!I`m in that L... B... C... GAnd we`s, domes like two head soldiersI`m ghetto enough to go platinum on bootleg versions, uh-huh!Strapped, jumpin` outta the caravanKids turn the channel, now I`m finna smoke the camera man(Chorus)(Verse 3 - Treach)I got a question, what`s the question?"What is gangsta rap?"Is it gangsta niggas that`s rappin`?Or rappin` niggas that act?I`ll tell you what, gangsta rap ain`t even forceIt ain`t bangin` on waxWith dirty backsGettin` slapped at The SourceHmmph, comin` in with your toes pointed outRunnin` quicker than the bitches and the hoes runnin` outDon`t be pussy and shoot my kidsThe set trip, next shitAnd I`ll make it out, to be East & West shitI took a ???, then bless itManhandle the messageDouble my records, Death Row the best shitBuilt in L.A.!You lay, then payStill ??? in ???You`re laid out the same dayThis is really that gangsta boggie (2 times)That gangsta (4 times)(Chorus - 2 times)