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Текст песни King T - Speak on It

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[ VERSE 1 ]Introducin the Westside Strangler, bangin with the fixturesMashin in this hot Coupe De Ville with blue twistersI just got it waxed, now I`m true without a doubtDippin down Alondra on my way to the southThe big homie [Name] bet a g, a whole ounceHe said it wasn`t hot, I made him watch the back-bounceAh, back in traffic, feelin like the last pimpHit the three-wheel, made a left on KempI dropped by my old crib just to see it`s all goodThe little homies moved in the spot with Lil` WoodSee, niggas this way don`t give a damn about you hoesWe find real estate in the midst of robbin yo`sWith Benzis and trucks, plenty cavi for the clucksKeep a eye on who`s who and muthafuck what`s whatFor all gees who got it poppin in they hood for the momentIt`s the gangsta King T, show me love loc, cause I`ma speak on it[ CHORUS ]Ah, that`s that gee shit (mobbin through your hood)Move on gangstas, move onMove on gangstas, move onAh, that`s that gee shit (mobbin through your hood)Groove on hustlers, groove onGroove on hustlers, groove on[ VERSE 2 ]Man, the night comes and a gangsta`s intuitionI hops in my `burban, limited editionI`m lookin for a Lakewood hoe, that`s my missionI`m through with fuckin Hawthorne tramps, they be snitchinWhat will it be, Pepper`s or that spot Paradise?They keep a flock of girls but you gotta dress niceSuckers, I`m a gee, I got some ( ? ) I ain`t touchedFeathered Borsalinos with Armani in my clutchNigga what, raised by ballers, I`m legitAnd if you don`t believe, ask Freeway RickYou don`t believe Rick, well ask my homie Big JessOr his brother Big Droop, OG`s, nothin lessIt`s many niggas drinkin that gangsta juiceBut I done seen none of y`all when it was time to truceAnd I was at [Name] Park squashin beef with opponentsWhile your ass was at your mansion eatin pussy punk, speak on it[ CHORUS ][ VERSE 3 ]These busters better recognize what`s cominDancin on D`s with the Alpine humpinEvery since the child knew the ways to live foulNow I bust rhymes like a cool criminalAlcoholic chronic-smokin niggas know the dealGun-totin, mouth-tapin niggas know I`m realI represent the West to the fullest extentA Southern California Hub City residentYes yes y`all, it`s not a secret no moreI got lyrics out the ass and they all hardcoreLike that, comin with that West Coast strapGuaranteed to civilize a nigga talkin smackWhat you wanna do us, do your dance like you do itThis one`s for my people up in Texas, watch em screw itTight conversation hits the speakers for the momentBut if your ass can`t comprehend fool, speak on it[ CHORUS ]

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