Текст песни Mausberg - Y2K, слова песни Mausberg

Текст песни Mausberg - Y2K

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Y2KMausberg kickin` realismSpreadin` game to them coward ass niggasYou scared to ball, nigga?You scared to ball, nigga?Yo, I`m `bout to grind niggaNow it ain`t nothin` but a party for the Y2KFuck the shutdown, my peoples can`t afford computers anywayAnd we gonna party like it`s 1985Chronic smoke and Thai weed all up in the skyWhoever thought that I would come this far?Rich at twenty-one, Johnny Burns the black ghetto supertsarAnd I`ma reap the benefits of bein` strong My religion is knowin` my right from my wrongDedicated to bein` the realest nigga that touched groundAnd Lord knows that I came to put it downAin`t no stoppin` me, ride wit` my dog wit` the key to the cityAin`t conceited, just gettin` down to the nitty grittyCompton back on the map for the milleniumYa ain`t heard shit until ya heard what I`m givin` emMe and my niggas gon` run a train on the worldI`m newlyin` my damn selfI make the world twirl Chorus x2Yo, the time don`t stop homie, get your ride onWhile you worryin` about that and get your grind onBefore you niggas commit suicdeYou better recoginze this world got a long time Aiyo the party don`t stop (don`t stop)And the glock don`t stop tickin` Aiyo them people bullshittin` (bullshittin`)Playin` wit` the mind of a grown manTellin` us some nonsense, knowin` we gone take it to the fam-bamAnd I ain`t trippin` til I see the horses trot downHey homie keep yo` predictions in yo` own townCuz I`ma party til the year 3000Black Tecs on the rise my nigga, we straight clownin`Gettin` our grind on Blowin` up out our zone e`rydayAnd keepin` far away from the fakesI`m partyin` with the real-ionaire, talkin` to Quik on the NexTelCrap table, orderin` cocktails Backyard lookin` like nothin` but a car lightScared of a new year, but nigga look at what I got Down and dirty, like a natural disaster Only the strong survive nigga, call me master Chorus I`m a full-fledged street veteran, kickin` real shit So if you`re fake homie, don`t even try to feel this Communicatin` in the form of a soldier And if you fall short, don`t say I didn`t warn yaMausberg`s on the grind and partyin` the same timeMomma told me the world is mine So I`ma cock back and blast off And head for the stars, I ain`t takin` no lossesI ain`t no runner from no profit But I`ma let you know what I knowThe game is way more potent than a hoe and some doughI`m on a mission dog, cuz time waits for no man The superior strokin, a Lex Luger wit` a gun in his handI puff a pimp and get to thinkin` bout some deep shit I ain`t no hater dog, grab a chair and peep this Don`t be scared of the future Take control of your destiny and be the ruler Chorus x2 Realism, Y 2000 Yeah nigga, hell to come homieStraight up, only the strong survive niggaSo you fake ass niggas might as well put a pistol in yo mouth and do yo thang

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