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Текст песни GangStarr f Fat Joe, M.O.P. - Who Got Gunz

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[Fat Joe]yeah uh, GangStarrCrack Man, M.O.P. uh, BX, Brooknam, haha come onliving legends, ya heard me?yeah uh yo uhI got seven Mac 11`s about eight .38Nine nines, Mac 10`sman this shit never endEven if the apple won`t spinI reach in my back pocket and blast you and his twinNiggaz yellin out the window "Joe`s at it again"But this bastard`s got lawyers, keep him outta the penI mean feds wanna knock me just cuz I`m cockyAn arrogant fuck, wave "Hi" when they watch meCan`t stop me everytime officialBetter find my residuals or this nine gon` lift you"He was a fine individual" what the papers scripturedHad him on the front page in his graduation picturesAnd they probably never hit you if you brought your glockMe and my gat like Wilson, we all we gotWe walk the scorchin blocks with the hawk on topEven if the old ladies love to call the copsI got guns[Lil` Fame]You got, he got, they gotM dot, O dot, P my nigga we got gunsBig ones, extra large heatHumongous shit that won`t fit up under your car seatPop in a heart beatKeep the cannon in my reachLay you flat on your back like you was tannin on the beachWe keep them damn thangs full of hollowsAnd I`m from Christopher bitch, bang with the WallaceFit raw this nigga you ain`t locoYou`re buttocks big boy, your heart pumps SunocoBrownsville deep in my genesI show you +bad boy+ for real, keep thinkin shit is +Peaches and Cream+We`ll run you down, MO-Ps hunt ya downGun ya down, guns sing like blaowRaise up cock pot my biscuit for my nigga O.G. had quick shitWe got guns[Hook]We got, we got, they got (GUNS!)Crazy ill, man rowdyI gots it lockedBringin the noise, bringin the funk, pop the lockBut only if you feel this shitWe got, we got, they got (GUNS!)Crazy ill, man rowdyI gots it lockedBringin the noise, bringin the funk[Guru]Nowadays my priorities ain`t based on funI`m tryna cop some more property and in case of them gunsSick society`s got Guru protectin his famFuck Prudential, I got my own protection planRespect me man, I`m on a mission so to speakYou`re too dumb to play your position so uniqueI`ll trade `way your meat faggot vacate the streetsGangStarr, First Fam, and TS, we way deepAnd even if you had a thought to move on usOur fire power will devour, bitch you`ll chew on dustSlow death, no rep, hollows have you gaspinYou rich just for you, he got a lavish casketCall us savage bastards usin all means necessaryIt`s only customaryIt`s you we got to buryWe`ll dead your homo thug networkHead shots make your head jerkMy marks-men/man on the roof, he`s an expert[Billy Danze]Who got a problem? It`s already been establishedI`ll come through your town with a pound like a savageStill throwin down on the grounds that I`m averageCan I hear for a gangster? YEAH NIGGAIt`s always some shit but it`s always a clipto re-route your doubts and see what you aboutYour homeboy`s a snitch and your bossman`s a bitchWe takin over these bricks (IS THAT SO?)Doin underhanded shit, I`ll shoot you in your abdomenYou fraud, you`re movin like a broad with this faggot shitAnd you deserve a holein the back of your motherfuckin head the doctor can`t fixon the concrete, we palm heat like soldiersSpit one in your whip and flip your shit overKeep in mind whatever the nine spitIt`s only as good as the nigga behind it bitchWe got guns

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