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Текст песни Lifers Group - Jack U. Back (So U Wanna Be a Gangsta)

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(So you wanna be a gangsta) --> Too $hortNah like no gangsta, nah like no gangsta, come againNah like no gangsta, nah like no gangsta, follow meNah like no gangsta, nah like no gangsta, becauseWhen I was a youth, just a little youngsterGangsta killed mi mother and killed mi fatherThey kill my sister and kill mi brotherBo! bo! and them get shot downBo! bo! and them get shot downNever given a chance to enhance And advance to the mic standBecause of the craft and the path of a state penThe thought of if white being black is a syllableBeginning at birth, yeah, I begin at the physicalThe scenery`s grim, fakes float like phlegmI keep the G to myself, made a vow, no friendsCause people you trust, all lies and propagandaSlick man slander, talk like Sandra( *to the beat of Kris Kross` `Jump`* )Fake one, wanna-be, clocked, your dead ass knockedShell-shocked, two shots, heart`ll be your next stopWeak mouth leak out, smack what you breathe outNow whose fault when it`s hard, get your knees downYou cheat, got a new trick cause that`s what you doWhen you`re in jail zero got more stuff than you doYou wail like a ( ? ) and echo the vicinityCan`t handle the time cause the judge gave you infinityLife, that`s what you get for your everyday hustleRopes and a handyman couldn`t pull your luck upWanna be the trigger figure, critter with the TecBanned for tryin to ( ? ) your mom`s neckYou couldn`t get a ( ? ) for that stuff you yell outKillin your own just to make bones, now that`s a sell outBut who`s the bigger pussy, just like a pantherI`m just lettin you know - so you wanna be a gangsta( *to the beat of Cypress Hill`s `Hand on the Pump`* )Wanna-be gees try to be what they can`t beCause what you can`t be you try to be cause you`se the wanna-beSo play the back like a fallback, in the backBut way back before I break your muthafuckin backAnd my foot off in your ass if you don`t step offCause when I go off I sound like a sawed-offSo stop actin like you`re packin a Mac ( ? )And gangsta rap ain`t what`s happeninAnd that means you and you, know what you can doIf you don`t like what I`m sayin, but in the meanwhile fuck youI`m ( ? ) so save the killer talk and just walkBefore I walk all over your ass just like a sidewalkYou ain`t got nothin comin but a bad breakSo why try, you fry, that`s a big mistakeOn your behalf I told you you couldn`t lastBut the thought that I was trickin, now guess who gets the last laugh( *to the beat of Ice Cube`s `My Summer Vacation`* )8 down brothers on a prison tipYou wanna be a gangsta just swingin the clipYou come to Rahway, you be suckin my dickAfter a little whille I make you my bitchI`m not a [edited] and I don`t like ( ? )While you`re sittin in a leather chair gettin your ass firedThere goes the prison, there goes the prison( *to the beat of ( ? )* )Niggas that life to riff but don`t really have the giftI come across because my style`ll switch swiftCriminal background, I can go undergroundPound for pound every lyric I throw downCause this is a showdown, suckers I mow downThey rush like ( ? ) when I go ( ? )One by one, come all or plentyCause when I do a show, boy, I kill manyWeak punk rappers, camouflagin fakesI`ll down a sucker and I won`t be lateCome back and translate the jams I elevateNow watch me operate, see how I demonstrate?To all deceivers a make-believerYour falsing trickery is no longer mysteryAnd if you want bitchery, and if you want bickeryAnd if you want victory, just try to get with meTo be an O.G. (you had to be an O.G.)To be an O.G. (you had to be an O.G.)To be an O.G. (you had to be an O.G.)To be an O.G. (you had to be an O.G.)To be an O.G. (you had to be an O.G.)To be an O.G. (you had to be an O.G.)To be an O.G. (you had to be an O.G.)To be an O.G. (you had to be an O.G.)( *to the beat of the Geto Boys` `Mind Playing Tricks on Me`* )I`m the M-a-x-w-el-lSwiftmaster, sucker, now that spells MaxwellAnd what I kick here ain`t just another fairytaleI wrote this shit so others wouldn`t have toGo through the things that Max had toI know a many of gangsters on the streetSome in a jail cell, the others six feet deep( *to the beat of King Tee`s `Played Like a Piano`* )Holdin your breath when I mess with the mess rapYou coulnd`t get jack but a backsmack, none capFlackin that flack while there`s ( ? ) talk bullComin to battle with a rattle, havin no pull( ? ) and boot-lickin, kickin your bullshittinJack in a box ( ? ) your face-splittinServin up lumps to your ( ? ) you wanna ( ? )Rather duck ( ? ) to get ( ? ) you duck noneMister blister, dismiss, kiss theHead on my nine, not a crime to kill a bigger niggaCritter-digger, trigger mouldin your head figureLittle bum you`re ( ? ), I leave that ass rid ofAsshole, Lord knows what I wrote ( ? )Kick one lifetime and it`s time to holdMore grounds than the bounds of a highwayCause I say it my way, ah fuck it in Rahway

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