Текст песни Damu Ridas II (Bloods) - Young Dogs With No Muzzle
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[BIG WY]Pay close attentionGangbangers onlyNo lollies, no ?volkas?, no yeezNo gilligan niggaz[BIG WY]It`s the bottom of the ninth and I`m badder upSide burns and gold teeth with bullet wounds to tatted upAdded it up while you sittin` here smilin`Discussin` these chips while I sip off Long IslandContinue rhymingAt this rate I just keep climbingBut keep it mindFuck what you say and what you tryingYou niggaz dyin`I got this game on lockAnd I`m patrollin` to get these money that make the Brougham hotMy lifestyle on these streets is easily provokedAnd it`s the same in this business with these Jewish folksWe callin` industry politicin`Kinda similar to niggaz sellin` yay` and pimpin`So stop your bitchin`Wy heat you up, nawHe already burntA different lesson was learntEach corner he turnedKeep a count of what you say and doCause player just like youThe C.M.`s is my fans too[LIL` LEAK]Now, look who`s back in the studioRough like sand paper but cooler than CoolioAttitude of a gangsta: don`t give a fuckGot the strut of a hustler tryinna make a fast buckI`m still into the same thang, down with the same gangIt`s in my heart, other niggaz do it to gain fameBut not meSee I`ma ridin` till I`m RestinIn Peace, ?? that I`m packin` my Smith & WessonIt`s the young rebelBorn and raised to live in the ghettoOn some other shitA.P.G. out on another levelBurgundy flaggin`, pants saggin` on the `ShawBlastin` on motherfuckers, disobeyin` the lawBut we don`t give a fuck, we break rules, takes foolsDisrespectin` niggaz in the - Avenue Piru[REDRUM]Just lost meAnd cost me a gripThey wonder I trip and went and flip the whole scriptBloods & Crips bangin` headsClaimin` blue or red, pullin` eighty-five percentSittin` in the ?Feds?I shed enough tears in my youth timeSaw cops killed street soldiers in the truce timeNigga my mind confusedAbused by the truth sold him a fucked up sackGot him naked on the roofLord knows I want to let looseReal bad blood pressure building up this bullshit got me madThey sayBangin` is a fad, it`s a fad but it`s a cultureMy bedroom gettin` circled by some vulturesUltra-sound bouncin` back, now we having twinsBut where the fuck I`ma get my ends?[BIG WY & REDRUM]Some more piece to the puzzleYoung Dogs with no muzzleY.G.B.`s tryin` to bubbleClips double tapeBring the yellow tape (yeah)The realest Bloods on tape todayFuck y`allSome more piece to the puzzleYoung Dogs with no muzzleY.G.B.`s tryin` to bubbleClips double tapeBring the yellow tape (yeah)The realest Bloods on tape todayFuck y`all[DOGG]Nigga, I`m stuckWith no way to goFull of gangbangers is known to scrap pimps and hoesThe world move fast if you chargin` a hoeSince I`m bangin` on these streets I got to stay on my toesI suppose to separate them from usHop out the car, scrap `em up, pat `em upGuard they gat `em up, gag it upBecause they start to stayIt`s `bout squabbles and rankAnd just last how to drinkI`m `bout to faintI can`t think, I`m livin` ??Gold Daytons, dope dealin, wit` a gang of womenI`m sinnin` dailyBut I don`t really careFuck a dream it`s more like a nightmareI got nothing to lose, uhBeach cruiserOn a handle bar extendedClip RugerShoot flyDon`t let it bother meI hope it`s dream cause I`m wanted for a robbery[GREEN EYES]From the County Jail Inglewood you can`t fuck with itAnd since I got courted, it`s like I`m stuck with itYoung Gangsta Green Eyes, Nine-Deuce, Eight blockFor sure, and I`m back with my true dog from the 1-0 to the 4Lil` Hawk Y.G.Now we both on the streetsSo it`s a must we bustMy nigga, and serve they ass heatAnd I gots beef with Mack 10 cause your bitch-ass is a markYou can meet me at Cen`nelaRogers, or Darby ParkCause it really don`t matter, I`ll bust a capAnd we the real niggaz who put Inglewood on the mapAnd every time I bee your ass, yo` ass goin` get mobbedRemember when the big homie slapped you and put you on the head lockBut that`s just some small shit that all bustas doMike Skee been down since 92 and ain`t got one call from youBut I gots all my homies back to the day they paroleInglewood up to Big Green Eyes and PD Wack up in holeAnd every dog I roll with we`s gon` representin` to the fullest, manAnd ain`t no nigga I was locked up can put salt on my name[B-BRAZY]Yep it`s the Figueroa ridersShoot `em while they inside a...Blue Butlas with the windows tinted couple of homies hit itI heard y`all niggaz be trippin`, y`all O.G`s be trippin`Cause y`all niggaz don`t put no work inFor the turfWe from Figueroa to Woodworth (WOOP! WOOP!)Flamed like Papa SmurfRed beanies, red bhakis and red T-shirtOh you got nerveWhat you serve with this gangsta shitI stay lit off the Thunderbird, Cadillac, gettin` serveNiggaz know the 84 pillow tuckedBullet holes, windows bust, Braze from Lanes, I fuck shit upFor the broads and the YG`s, OG`sD.T., Earth, Bam, Lil` Bee, Evil-Al, K-PHold yo` horses, of course B-Brazy a bustI`m in a G-Ride bustin`, first Crab I`m rushin`Fuck them fool nigga, ooh, what you wanna do?Hit their ass with the old school, rusty-ass Crabs deuceGive them too if they bust a U, give `em twoSave a few, in case you chase me down bust `em with the last (WOOP WOOP)[BIG WY & REDRUM]Some more piece to the puzzleYoung Dogs with no muzzleY.G.B.`s tryin` to bubbleClips double tapeBring the yellow tape (yeah)The realest Bloods on tape todayFuck y`allSome more piece to the puzzleYoung Dogs with no muzzleY.G.B.`s tryin` to bubbleClips double tapeBring the yellow tape (yeah)The realest Bloods on tape todayFuck y`allSome more piece to the puzzleYoung Dogs with no muzzleY.G.B.`s tryin` to bubble