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Текст песни G. Dep f Kool G. Rap, Rakim - I Am

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[Kool G. Rap]G. Rap and my nigga G-Dep`Bout to do it Gorilla style, you heardIt`s a Igloo-Bad Boy collabo thing you know?Y`all niggaz ain`t ready for itComing Rambo style niggaTwo guns upY`all niggaz better duck down...or get your cap lifted offThats how we doing it for the new millennium you heard?[Verse 1: G. Dep]Regardless of the wait I`m gonna stay straight ghettoEverybody high, don`t nobody say helloEven when the sunshining it ain`t yellowGet out of the borough if you know it ain`t thoroughNiggas play ball, AWOL, on the furlowStill came down on the furl and pumped heroRed and grey Max`s keep as clean as AjaxGhettos sling cracks while you niggas pay taxNow how ghetto is this?You can catch me in your hallway taking a pissOne hand on my dick one hand on a spliffBurnt lips from the roach clip, yellow tipsIf we aint closed it I get ferociousBlow this whole shit and leave me in them roachesIn your car motion I cause commotionAnd I probably need some lotionBut I don`t get fucked[Chorus - G. Dep]I amA ghetto nigga you can tell in a talkOn the corner selling the snortIt`s hell in New YorkWon`t stop for a minute cops telling you walkFake guards telling you porkSettle for shortsRunning from courtNewports, criminal thoughtsOn the blocks bodies acourtNobody supports[Verse 2: Rakim]What`s a ghetto nigga?Thorough niggas that get cakeFive boroughs of niggaz do his ? a ? flip weightChange garments to trick jake, yo dis jakeI want it, yo I got warrants in six statesStay calm in a stolen whip with switched platesSnitches hate, I never leave a print to traceOnly evidence I leave is hickies on chicks` faceOn the corner with the crooked niggas, but yo shit`s straightWe start war to leave with these seven revolversShell case never touch the floor, sneaky ain`t slick enough y`allI`m man enough to put on a dress, creep up like grand-mama and bust y`allGet close enough to part your vest and tux offWho would have thought the lady with the car crush y`allToo smart to get caught, but I got fam up northSo if they put me in cuffs and court, fuck y`all[Chorus - G. Dep][Verse 3: Kool G. Rap]Cock back the hammer slow and pop that canteloupeFor the venom in my python spit, it ain`t no antidoteJackpot from crack blocks, I was a man of dopeSnapshots`ll get your camera brokeYour hoes used to plan a gross with the hands toast, close and stand opposedRubber bands of c-notes, grams of the cokeRazor blade tuck the side the lineThe banter of the cokeWatching niggas die with my hand on they throatSinkin` river banks and wash up on land when they floatChoking on your own words, should`ve watched the grammar you spokeOne last final approach, make your whole family ghostBust bottles of cham and we toast, to your photo stamped in the postSex gland cut off jammed in ur throat, man are you grossBitch hanging from a lampost, we shoot from up closeBlow cannons the most, catch an overdoseNigga we own the coast? ? ? ? ?[Chorus - G. Dep]I am...(*few seconds pass*)I am...{*fade out*}

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