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Текст песни Mos Def - Got

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Some cats really like to, you know...Profile and front.And then the jooks go down, all at once they like... Don`t get madDon`t get madDon`t g-g-g-g-g-get mad (repeat 3x) You`re out on the block hustling at the spot...GOT, this is how you get Got...At the gamblin` spot and your hand is mad hot...GOT, this is how you get Got...Out in Brooklyn late night flashing all of your rocks...GOT, this is how you get Got...Some girl from pink house said "I like you a lot"...GOT, this is how you get Got... This one goes to all them Big Will catsWith ice on they limbs and big rims on they AcYou goin` around town with your system bumpAnd your windows cracked low to profile and frontNow I like to have nice things just like youBut I`m from Brooklyn, certain shit you just don`t doLike, high postin` when you far from homeOr like, high postin` when you all aloneNow, this would seem to be clear common senseBut, cats be livin` off, sheer confidenceLike "Fuck that, picture them tellin` me run that"But acting invincible, just ain`t sensibleIt`s nineteen ninety-now, and there`s certain individualsSwear they rollin` hard and get robbed on principle5 star general, flashin` on your revenueYou takin` a ride on the Downstate medical, Like (whooooooo)Colorful sparks, yellow and blueA full on attack and it`s happening to youWit` nothing you can do but bust back and cop a pleaBut five of them and one of you, that equals Got to me... Don`t get madDon`t get madDon`t g-g-g-g-g-get mad (repeat 3x) Come on ya`ll now, let`s be realSome jokers got a rough time keepin` it concealedI wonder what it mean, it`s probably self-esteemThey fiendin to be seen, get hemmed like GaberdeensCats think it can`t happen until the gats start clappinThey comin` down the wire spittin fire like a dragonCause while the goods glisten, certain eyes take positionTo observe your trick, and then catch that ass slippin`Like, come on now ock, what you expect?Got a month`s paycheck danglin` off your neckAnd while you Cristal sippin`, they rubbin` up they mittensWith heat in mint condition to start the getti-gettin`They clique starts creepin` like Sandinistin guerrillasYou screamin` playa haters, these niggas is playa killersMr. Fash-ion, that style never last longThe harder you flash, the harder you get flashed onThere`s hunger in the street that is hard to defeatMany steal for sport, but more steal to eatCat`s heavy at the weigh-in, and he`s playin` for keepsDon`t sleep, they`ll roll up in your passengers seatThere is universal law, whether rich or poorSome say life`s a game, to more, life is warSo put them egos to the side and get off them head-trips`Fore some cats pull out them heaters and make you head-less... Don`t get madDon`t get madDon`t g-g-g-g-g-get mad (repeat 3x)

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