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Текст песни Fredro Starr - Dyin` 4 Rap

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[Fredro Starr]The game is fucked up, ya niggas got me tired of rapRight now I`m not inspired by rapYa niggas ain`t Dyin 4 Rap, talkin bout iron for clapYa niggas never fired a gatNever took it the streets, and supplied it wit packsI had feds in my house, trynna wire my catIn the wall, little cameras hidin in cracksNiggas talk about drug money, what cats you flipOn the trains tellin bitches that you crashed ya whipYou never seen cop killers wit the plastic gripsTurn beef to some funky closed casket shitBlast a fifth, 16 shots, niggas ran 16 blocks16 niggas drop, ya niggas never seein the plotNever put greens on top, never put fiends on lockMy elite niggas scream on cops, hustle dopeRoll up, puff up smoke, parolin decodeStandin on them corners wit them guns in they coatsHad them same little muthafuckas under ya bedGun to ya head, wake up, wanted ya deadEnd of the night, take ya light, I`m gettin ya backI`m twistin you back, cuz what ya niggas spittin on tracks`llGet you 16 or 8, gun cap, leave it at thatCuz ya niggas ain`t Dyin 4 Rap[Chorus 2X]See, I`m what defines the streetsThe one that bitches dyin to meetThe one ya thugs tryin to beSince I started, I can`t count how many sound like meBut can`t none of ya niggas get down like meCan`t none of ya niggas get down like meCan`t none of ya niggas get down like me[Fredro Starr]Fuck this rap shit, fuck the rhyme of the yearI`m about to get away wit the crime of the yearBought a black dress that`s for ya momma to wearGot bitch niggas run when the drama appearStreets ain`t safe, six shots, tear ya faceFuck the jake, get caught, clear the caseMy upstate niggas rock razor scarsMess hall, smack niggas for they razor barsGot bitch niggas can`t even play in the yardKiddin ya self, on ya knees, pray to GodTimes is hard, ya don`t know what that isGrowin up, forced to live wit foster kidsBack in `89 son, we couldn`t cross the bridgeThem niggas might off the six, take off ya wigWhat you know about L.A., flossin wit BigFive hundred drop, sunset, gun in my sockWhat you know about New York, runnin wit PacFirst niggas at The Source Awards, bustin on shotsFlossin the watch, only get you robbed or poppedPuttin the box, murder right in front of the copsNigga, we put the Def in Jam, takin you back`95, two million throwin they gats`96, sellin guns and starp, FirestarrYa bitch muthafuckaz ain`t Dyin 4 Rap[Chorus 2X]

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