Текст песни Damu Ridas II (Bloods) - 104% No Kut
Damu Ridas II (Bloods) - 104% No Kut слова песни
Oh yeah niggaWe back in this muthafuckaFor the 9-9 nigga with the shit nigga (West Side)West Side nigga, you know I`m sayin`(... muthafuckin` kut man)Lil` Hawk Red Riding Hood, niggaYou know I`m sayin`? On the solo-bolo tip, bitch(Representin` bitch)Yeah nigga, a 104% No Kut nigga (that`s right)You know I`m sayin`Busta-ass niggas you know I`m sayin`Couldn`t even look out for the homies and shit, you know I`m sayin`Coward-ass niggas you know I`m sayin`(Real BLOODS!)Bitch-ass niggas you know I`m sayin`Still tryin` to pay the role you know I`m sayin`Like they just G you know I`m sayin` (bustas)Don`t wanna get the homies their props though but uhm...I`m `bout to give it up for all my niggas though, you know what I`m sayin`It`s Damu For Life, nigga (West Side - Inglewood)It`s the Hood for life nigga, you know what I`m sayin`(Bitch!)Inglewood For Life, niggaWe don`t give a fuck nigga104% No-Muthafuckin`-Kut bitchDrop the beat nigga!A 104% No Kut(Muthafuckas out there can`t fade me...)[LIL` HAWK]A hundred and four percent no kut on this muthafuckin` flowNon-stop freestyle just to let you niggas know thatI don`t need no fuckin` pen and paperKeepin` one in the chamber, Lil` Hawk Y-G GangstaAin`t no muthafuckin` joke so you best to recognizeYou can`t fuck with this, it`s the O.G. West SideThe best side, now let me get my slip and slide onWOOP WOOP in the Coupй, down to get my glide onRide on up this... um... biggety blockI got my hand on my giggety Glock and watch me piggety popYou gets mobbed - if you wanna scrabAnd if you didn`t know Inglewood is on the m-eez-apRed and black Pumas on my feet when I stepAnd I don`t give a fuck about to try to get no repYou better knowThis I am - who you fuckin` withRed Riding through your hood makin` these niggas duck quickYou little bitchYou want to step to the black topNigga I ain`t never had no muthafuckin` flat topFour braids goin` to the backKeepin` all the hoes ridin` on my nutsacAnd no kut to the proof that ain`t down with this shitI`m Lil` Hawkster from the Mafia and I keep on makin` hits after hitOn these bitch-ass niggasWanna be a G suppose to be ass killasCupcake booty-ass nigga what`s up?Want you come through the hood and let me play with your buttYou`s a bitchCoward written all on your faceAnd all busta-ass niggas must stay in their placeI`m tryin` to warn ya - to um...Not get shot - with this muthafuckin` GlockYou get the blood clotIt don`t stopI set up my clip and set tripWhatever the fuck it take foolFor a nigga to make his grip and um...It don`t matter what - label I`m onJust as long as I`m gettin` paid when I`m on the microphone, now whoWanna fuck and come test my skillsYou can come strapped but you still get your cap peeledThe fuck back just like the bananaAnd I`m comin` mo` G than Tony MontanaI keep it slammin` like N-B-A jamLike N-W-A when they fucked up the programI might be, I`m too slick on the fadeI`m not Special Ed but you can say I got it made itAnd I don`t DJ for shit you know I`m quick to fuck it upWith a lil` bit of bud that`s the drink in my cup, nowHow many ho`s wanna let me fuck?And how many bitches gon` be down for the dick suck?I gots the habit like a rabbit with my knife I`ma stab itMy dick`s stick shift and my nuts is automatically on dutyLike all of the timeAnd a nigga like me wanna hit it from behindI`m not SnoopBut I`m quick to diggety-dogg the cockLettin` the bitches say: "ooh, don`t stop!""MAKE MY NUTS FEEL GOOD!"And now I`m almost my wayback to the hoodInglewoodOn top of the muthafuckin` map1-0-4/C-M-G and you know where it`s atYou best to pack your strapIt ain`t no muthafuckin` rescue9-1-1 is a muthafuckin` joke foolYou gots to deal with the B-D-O-G`sAnd I`m saggin` to my muthafuckin` kneesAll I seeIs murder, death, killAnd that`s the fuckin` reason why highlight you in skillI keeps it rollin`In this game that I`ve chosenLike Ice Cube I`m - leavin` niggas frozenAnd don`t be caught slippin` when it`s after darkCause the niggas with no heart be the first to get sparked byThis young-ass muthafuckin` GTwo Twenty Third Nineteen Seventy-Three, I`mFlexin` style like this Crens that I`ve beenThere`s no beginning and there is no end, I getsWickedI even gets stupidLike my nigga S-PAnd we don`t smoke loot trick It`s just some pure marijuanaAnd fuck all y`all Don Juano`sCome take a little trip with meBack Down Mafia Lane on this M-I-CTo the... day I`ll die like my niggas didLike we were promised toEvery since we was kidsI`ma ride for thisI will die for thisI got a tear on my eye cause I even cry for thisRidin, slidin` thru the West Side Thinkin` to myself : "nigga I ain`t scared to die"Take me, I`m ready, fuck it1-8-7 and thank God for lettin` all Dogs go to heavenThis little scheme nigga don`t give a fuckA 104% no muthafuckin` kut, niggaYeahThat`s what the fuck I`m talkin` about niggaPick and get some` niggaBring it on niggaAnd we`ll catch you a muthafuckin` slugs to your muthafuckin` domeWest Side nigga!You know I don`t give a fuck niggaInglewood in the mutahfuckin` houseBi-i-i-i-i-i-i-i-itchAw shit you know I`m sayin` yeahIt`s that bomb shit niggaYou just can`t fuck with thisI know you hate thisOoh, I know you hate this but sure you know nigga YGB`s are the braziest!(Muthafuckas out there can`t fade me)Ohh yeea-a-ahI said CRENSHAW!!!!