Текст песни Mausberg f DJ Quik - Tha Truth Is...
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[Mausberg]Y`all niggas `bout to get itYeah, boy this only one of them tracks you can come up with Quik?This shit bangin`These niggas out here hatin` on us, homieWhy, when we doin` shit like this?It`s a cold thing homie, but you know that realism homieI`m known for speakin` on thatYou know, you done did your partYou done blessed me with some shitThis some of that get-back-at-me shit, but they can`tThis your chronic?Sheppard Lane Gangsters, and we the realest You niggas stepped into a war that you ain`t prepared forA veteran ain`t shit but a punk with heart beforeI crumble niggas with my first milI bring beef to the streets nigga, fuck switchin` hillsI`m a certified real nigga, cock me backRap cats be gettin` slapped runnin` they trapsWe the reason you niggas makin` floor patter tonightNiggas wit` good attitudes and disposition tryin` to take flightYou niggas funny style, rich but a bitchI`m a gangster and ain`t about to take none of your bullshitI`m from the hard knock block of the killasGod brought me the rap game, and I`ll be damned if I ain`t the realestYou better take care of your kids and quit playin` wit` a grown manBefore you be in dead man landAnd it`s a lot of bitch niggas on my targetQuik, they talk loud but can`t finish what they started [Chorus: DJ Quik]Y`all be talkin shit (yup) But you won`t be down when it`s time to trip (Sure do) So you really need to button your lips (Because the truth is...) I hate you too (yes)Y`all be talkin` shit (uh huh)But you won`t be down when it`s time to trip(You sure do) So you really need to button your lips(Because the truth is...) I hate you too [DJ Quik]Now slow your roll punk for the nigga DJ Q-U-I-KI break the beat down and make the motherfucker do what I sayBecause it`s my way or the highway, the super fly wayRegardless of what you fucken haters sayNow I done shared all my shit nigga, all my lifeAnd I`m so fly nigga, I done even shared my --So fuck a bitch and fuck you too, I ain`t got no passesI`m all out and I`m nuttin` up and it`s time to whoop y`all assesWith a game that`s see-through like cellophane and Scotch tapeAnd fuckin` with me nigga, is like being on a hot date wit` a hoe with AIDSI`m the virus and you kissed her, clownI get up in you, set up, then I break your system downSo shut up, quit dissecting our nameTest pressin` our game, puttin` y`all name on itBut your and ours ain`t the sameI take your bitch with a song and make her blow meSo fuck all my foes and (beep), you owe me Chorus [Mausberg]I run through the biggest packs of niggas wit` my fist balled upReady for war now, unleashin` with dogs upRough, rugged and raw, puttin` hands on cowardsThe one and only Mausberg with heart to devourOn some other shit, cripple a nigga wit` southpawSize sixteens in his ass, bloodclots in his jawUntil I see my homie Jake again, fuck the whole worldGod bless the little boys and girlsAnd I betcha I never turn my back on the streetsI studied the big book, so my past I never repeatReal G`s do real things, you ain`t gotta bangAnd ya album ain`t the name of ya gangThis is real life, I only speak what I knowFlamed up on the daily, not because of a showAnd Quik is my big homie, so you better step backAnd recognize beef is more than bustin` a rapNow take that [DJ Quik]Y`all be talkin` shit (yup)But you won`t be down when it`s time to trip(You sure do) So you really need to button your lips(Because the truth is...) I hate you too(Yup) Y`all be talkin` shit (uh huh)But you won`t be down when it`s time to trip (what`s up?)So you really need to button your lips(Because the truth is...) I hate you too (yeah)Y`all talk a gang of shit (you sure do)But you won`t be down when it`s time to trip (you ain`t true)So you really need to button your lips(Because the truth is...) I hate you too (yup)Y`all be talkin` shit (yeah)But you won`t be down when it`s time to trip (uh huh)So you really need to button your lips(The fucken truth is...) I hate you too