Текст песни Gangsta Boo f T. Rock - Nigga Yeah Know
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[Intro - Gangsta Boo]Yo, yo... What the fuck`s goin` onWith all you undercover-ass playa hatersAll motha-fuckin` snitchMy nigga T. Rock shitWhat the fuck y`all tryin` to do?Y`all tryin` to hold us down or somethin`?Ya know what I`m sayin`, you niggas can`t do that`Cause we `bout it babyYa know what I`m sayin`, it`s all goodWe can see you, but you can`t see us niggaMe and the Rockafella, T Rock babyATL, Memphis, the whole motha-fuckin` southAnd you know that nigga[T. Rock]Can I begin the story of a niggaTryin` to make a million for eternityIn the city of AtlantaReapin`, wreck an angel from a grandmaBut it ain`t no way for me to make green`Til my nigga T-Low introduced me To Mac and The KazeThen no one could stop meAll that juice to her, I swear ?? Prophet P and recruited meNigga I turned to Prophet PosseNot a gangsta, but a getter, intellect, nationwideSpittin` fury out my Range and rideBurnin` rappers like bacon friedWon`t you tell me who`ll stop a playa 50 rollin` nationwideProvin` high niggas that you anxiousReplace his thang on busterous trains and campsWatch us from gauges, we snatchin` your soulAnd vote it Heaven or hell, you lames can vamp itAnd you`s a nigga tryna spread a story `Bout some shit that didn`t happen in my lifetimeAll you fakers and phonies are on the edge Like a superstar man walkin` tightlinesEver want a nigga on the white grindNationwide niggas on the riseSportin` a disguise, creep up on yaAnd it don`t matter what ??Triple 6 kill like clan and T. RockRockafella stretch a million other papersWon`t you realizeA nigga finally came up in the gameAll you freaks who used to dis know what you can kissAct like I don`t know, you got to deal it straightNow you burnin` niggas down to a crispAnd I don`t risk `cause I`m T. R-O-C-KTryna reap pay, other tricks sleeze waysRunnin` hoochies with gold in their mouthsAnd take all of their goods, and not leave with no leave-way [T. Rock]1 - Nigga yeah know Nigga, yeah know We rollin` clean rides And we blowin` hella dope, niggaRepeat 1[Gangsta Boo]Do a motha-fuckin` S.O.S.Step on sight, what the fuck you gonna do when you bleed?I`ll be comin` with the Prophet PosseKnow that Gangsta BooI`m `bout the baddest bitch that you ever seenHow many times you wanna hold me downBut like that named Puffy, bitch, I would not goAll the other stupid shit that you be kickin`When I`m pimpin`, when you slip, run into my front doorI be rollin` with them niggas that`s out the projectsYou wanna bet?W-L? dub your whole motha-fuckin` chestBet you bottom dolla, make you holla, wanna come and hit meIt`s money over bitches, yeahI`m the type of bitch that be kickin` shitThe type of bitch that be takin` other bitches` dickThe type of bitch that be all about a paper chipThe type of bitch that ride with the Triple 6[T. Rock]Miss steady and the Rockafella crew can load clipsWith lyrical ???? the whole slipGangsta Boo got ????? take and slap a trick down to the floorAnd give her swole lips[Gangsta Boo]It`s all good, I think I got her to a 5Got you finally realizin` you be hypnotizedMe and my nigga T. Rock ???We smoked out straight to Atlanta, liveRepeat 1 to fade