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Текст песни JT Money f Big Gipp (Goodie Mob ) - Alright

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hookYo if you wanna go to war, its alrightWell if you ain`t hardcore, its alrightYou wanna get it on nigga, its alrightIts alright (its alright), It`s alright (its alright) (x2)(JT Money)I got a problem with fuck niggasAlways talkin` shit and try to duck niggasSucker niggas won`t finish what they startedBe coppin` dueces cause them niggas soft-heartedThey straight bitchesAlways puttin` on shows for these niggas and hoesBe wantin` to run your mouth but won`t throw no blowsAin`t got no scrap, better kill that rapThink life is a game, until that ass get tappedAnd when it do, what you do, you run like a bitchOr do you straight turn state on a nigga and snitchWhen you ain`t got your boys, you ain`t got no ballsAnd you ain`t gangsta with all them 911 callsReal niggas don`t call policeReal niggas handle theirs when they got beefFlawed niggas talk shit and know they can`t back itKnow they ain`t real but always trying to act ithookI`m the original jacker, flawed boy attackerTaking your life ain`t nothing but a factorMatter of fact, I`m a killer straight out the slumsNo time to dump, I got these pumps for you chumpsAnd I ain`t talking bout` the reeboksGetting three glocks and jumping out of treetopsMaking suckers flee spots, and leave knotsGot guns, get funds, yeah I`m packing stylesSuckers acting foul, get smoked like Black and MildsNigga know a plan, laying down this thingBeyond all that rap shit, I only spit gameYou scared, say you scared, but just peep what I saidI`m so wicked off the head, probably shoot out of dreadThats right, all you suckers better recognizeBefore I start recognizing, ain`t gonna have you niggas sweatin` mineI`m in this thang for real, ain`t nothing fake herePutting down in the zone with my nigga Shakespearehook(Big Gipp)I wear my hat low, when I walk through a circle of folks I don`t knowIt ain`t to much chalk in these streets that can hold me backI make stacks and stacks, for the weeks and weeks I got slappedFreaks, I got the grill with the white goldKeep a pistol in my hand with the tight holdFrom the city where they drop blowsKnown to pin-hold down off them figure foursShit shady, we all about to bust on sight, lighting up the nightPutting hoes off in 74`s and watching em` all blowIt ain`t shit funny, its the money man and GippHolding sawed-off pumps in your face chumpDon`t disrespect the city, streets, that I`m standing onNiggas from Miami and Atlanta holdin` heatIt ain`t nothing happyYou see, it ain`t all about that rappinghook(JT Money)Straight up and down, I`m a let you fuck nigga knowYou niggas don`t want war, talking all that shitCause you apted up on that motherfucking tough guy juiceGet round` the motherfucking boys, listen to this goddamn rap musicAnd niggas think its a motherfucking gameAlright, play with itJt Money, Big Gipp, let you niggas knowhook

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