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Текст песни Ganksta NIP f South Park Clique - Fuck You

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(If you don`t like the way I rap Talk shit) (If you don`t like the way I rap Talk shit Nigga) (If you don`t like the way I rap Talk shit Nigga, fuck you)[ VERSE 1 ]Boom, this topic is catastrophic, targets are gunableK-Rino`s torture mile is unrunableTime for death, nothing material is worth this wealthThe earth itself with soon rebirth itselfCan it be? K is a seed, nature`s planted meFantasy, its power is the brain Allah granted meMasterpiece, Original Point-Blank gets masteredO.P.B. stands for `overrated punk-ass bastards`So they run, they know them have to runThey never stand a chance against the dangerous oneI`ll beat them down to dirt, either with bullets or my handCause either way I chose, them hoes could never withstandSo I just pull out the black book, and you`ll see the fall of emA million ways to die, they`ll get all of emOkay, we know, you know you`re winninThey talked that shit for a year, but the fight only lasted a minuteHoes: door number one has a gunDoor number two has your crew gettin hungDoor number three has the S.P.C. clique In a room makin your sister suck everybody`s dickSo fuck you![ VERSE 2 ]That`s it, I`m sick of these devil tricksYou call me a nigger, you get your muthafuckin skull slitDevils runnin away, but they get caught, we won`t let it passI`ll catch ya, if it takes me goin to the grave and stabbin yo assFirst, I`ll take your wrist, and cut itYour blood, blood, blood, I love it, love it, love itTricknowlodgy steady tryin to war with me, slaughter meDrainin with my hands, I`ll skeed blood from your arteryThe game gets hot, I set your ass afireWhen you step to the 10-year-vet musical scientist, never will I retireGainin respect, one way or anotherSayin lyrics, layin tracks I`m comin up and bringin brothersMusic is what I do, music is what I loveAll praise is due to Allah aboveA message to you suckers, ain`t doin nothin for the causeAnd when revolution comes, your ass gets scared, and you pauseI handle my business, S.P.C. ain`t no sloppy clickThe law searched my car and found a kilo of floppy disksCause sellin dope is a risk, so I rap pro-black And I act how I wanna muthafuckin actFuck youBitch[ VERSE 3 ]A lotta niggas wanna know my identity Well, my identity is Point-Blank, bitch, so don`t fuck with meI hope you didn`t get confusedWhen those punk-ass other niggas tried to step in my shoesWho knocked them hoes out the box last year?In `91 I `sposed to die, well, how the fuck I`m still standin here?I don`t know what you heard, but I never leftAnd never got my clique, cause I took care of my damn selfI wish them hoes tried to rush meAnd I`ma kill the youngest member in they muthafuckin familyI get respect everywhere I goI even took a picture killin myself, but they don`t hear me thoughI`m in a world of my own Still stick my head under guillotines, and bad dreams on proneSo you better hold your ground upCause when I frown up, bitch, I will fuck your town upYou N.W.A/Ice Cube-wanna-be`s Fuck that reel to reel talk, and come get you some of theseOh, don`t tell me, are you scared of the S.P.C.?Or is it the fact that they kill and die for me?Fuck you BitchWith your broke-ass record label[ VERSE 4: Ganksta NIP ]Yo, chill, Point-Blank, he didn`t mean what he saidO.P., don`t chop his leg, Deuce-Twice, don`t chop his headLil` Fry, don`t cut his throats, Lye, don`t feed him to the goatsI just heard some thunder, use his skin for a raincoatDBX, don`t cut his heart, I.Q., stop makin facesYou`ll get your turn, use his flesh for the horse racesAC-Chill, stop burnin down his house K-Rino, stop burnin down your spouseTec-9, don`t stab his girl, Brain-Dead, don`t slice her earTriple X, stop visualizin cups for blood-thirsty Ill BillX Man E, don`t follow his sister She`s only 4, don`t you think that her parents will miss her?Jay, don`t bust his lip, throw him through the doorsTake down the dynamite attached to his open poresNiggas, watch yoself when the S.P.C. creepinKlondike Ken, scratch his eyeballs out while he sleepinLizac, don`t squeeze his face with the pliersPSK, you and 38, won`t y`all stop makin hair firesGanksta NIP is hard as a tank Click-click-boom-boom at bitch-ass Original Point-BlankBitchYo, you know I know who the real oneBitch-ass, trick-ass nigga, it`s your boy NIPStraight up, niggaWhenever your bitch-ass crew, niggaWhoever, whenever, wherever`s cleverBitchFuck youBitch-ass Point-BlankThat fake-ass Point-BlankWhen we see you, your ship`s gonna sinkIn any weatherBitch

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