Текст песни DJ Clue, Jay-Z and Ja Rule - The Professional, слова песни DJ Clue, Jay-Z and Ja Rule

Текст песни DJ Clue, Jay-Z and Ja Rule - The Professional

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Uhh And you don`t stopRockafella y`all ClueminatiWho got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit(Repeat 2x)Understand why y`all nigga is mad at meSitting around like damn, that could be meAll the cars and bitches livin` lavishlyBut there`s only one problem you ain`t as bad as meWho could flip a record company from half a key?And drop a gold album do the math with meTurn and go platinum, that would beFuck it I lost countWhy don`t you tell me the amount?Since you gossip like groupies notice pleaseI never go broke my name got 2 G`sJ-I-2-G-A I flip that on the platinum and be on the next dayI be right there when your mics blow outI was there when your lights when on and when you lights go outI right there with the same ice to light up your houseJust bright enough to see the gun `fo I wipe you outI`m the stuff Niggas write aboutJigga`s A legendJ-Hova end of the sessionFuck with me nowWho got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit(Repeat 4x)We live from the 7-1-8Got my chick in D & V At this very second runnin` your plate2 knocks on your door, One gun in your face2 Blocks of C-4, I put one in your safePlace the safe in the bath tub I got one plireYou better hope this money don`t catch fireYou so soft no mask no rope one clip and ILet this nigga run around untieI swear to god, you know the type that talk wildbut nigga`s white cloud, soft as a baby`s bottom You know Jay Z`s spot himI haven`t heard him in a while And you know how come? His little faggot in the corner dialing 911Snatched the phone get a grip thug you supposed to be toughWhat you telling the cop huh? I`m taking your money and drugsIn the underworld we take care of beef ourselfAnd another thing yo we police ourselfEither you follow the codes or you sell cocaineThis life will swallow your self so get outta gameGo to church every Sunday and prey hardDrug dealer (haha) don`t quit your day jobWho got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit(Repeat 4x)Nigga who elsePop guns and rap jewelsMean while Burning in hell childWe the center of attentionShow me love for my nigga blazingMy niggas is made menGangsters shit get coke and sugar boesGot hoes for every homeAnd never fuck they ownEven though the Fed`s got a sweating grip in the chromeCommuter case is closed they tapping` the telephoneDialing` a 213 zone nowGot ?? slap a bitch up and send her downFelling me, I wanna put this hustle behind meBut every time I look away he`s hitting me blindlyI`m looking for the light baby And here it isAs soon as the nigga smiling Darker the night getsThat`s why we Gangster and you playersTake 2 to the heart Inc.World most murderousWho got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit?We got the Gangsta Gangsta Shit(Repeat 4x)

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The Professional

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