Текст песни Popa Wu f Freemurder, ShaCronz - Gangster Theme
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[Intro: Freemurder]Gangsta niggas, whatGangsta bitches, whatGangsta killas, whatGangsta niggas, whatStraight gangsta bitchesGangsta bitches, whatGangsta killas, what[Hook]Uh, Brooklyn is where we come from, come fromU.K. known to fill `em up with dumdumsIn the car seat, uh-huhLil` Free, that`s where you get guns from, guns from[Chorus: Freemurder]Gangsta killas, whatGangsta niggas, whatGangsta bitches, whatGangsta killas, whatGangsta niggas, whatStraight gangsta bitches, whatGangsta killas, whatGangsta niggas, what[Freemurder]Party and be more, floor with four honeysCars with three more, none of them hoes ugly`Preme upstairs, nuttin on hoes tummiesWhile you grindin ugly freaks, like Seymour from Mo` MoneyHard as a rock, straight up and down like sea-sawsAnd free, Pete Rose, Free ski whoresStraight jaw bone, fuck eatin pussyStraight hormone jumpin when I`m beatin pussySuspects keep lyin bout they weed and gatsTill I catch them, change the subject like readin a mapDrug off, Desperado, AmarettoBustin Berettas, up in you ghetto, alcoholicHe`s so heavy like Chris WallaceAnd try to get me off the floor with my shit brolicLike brand new gators, yo I love my shit polishFlip on niggas, till they demolish, abolishMany niggas, friendly niggas turn enemy niggasBurn plenty of niggas, don`t tick me niggaLittle that you know, that shit don`t offend me niggaAnd if one of y`all kill me, God avenge me nigga[Hook] *`U.K.` instead of `Lil` Free`*[Chorus][Freemurder]Off to the telly, eyes ring me up on the cellyAll them niggas is fools, satisfy ya bellyNiggas keep slidin thru like KY JellyTalkin nonsense, what you tryin tell meBlood Gotti, rollin with a red scullyPunk shotties, aimin out of red Chevy`s0 Tray one, trade one guns, straight blood upActin gigantic, till you get cut upGuns be titanic, make ya ass buck upCaught you real high standin, that`s how you got stuck upOn the block drippin, and read the glocks hittinAll the cops wishin, I`m mad and not shittinFuck police, we all hold four heatsAnd put four D`s under four seatsAnd on the concrete, waitin for the coronerFuck Guliani, Free slaughterin yaLittle bitch, years ago, Free ignorin yaLil` Kim bitches, Free adorin yaWhere I`m from? Brooklyn, get them dum`s, BrooklynGet the ones, Brooklyn, afraid of none, BrooklynUh, Brooklyn is Gun Ho, U.K. shit we kick to let thegun blow[Hook][Chorus][Freemurder]NYC, gangsta killa, BrownsvilleNiggas that fake the killa, be foul killedTriggas await killas, Free pound peelNiggas I hate, stealers on some we found skillsChill holmes, three round skillFrom the four-long, kick pressure, my forearmThat shit had me fallin all out my standsWatch ya blood keep pourin all out cha manIt`s a flood, blood drorrin all out cha manSlugs in ya truck, now blood fallin out ya vanAnd dad it up, click just banana`d upMight as well open the door, cuz I`m tearin it upShittin all in the whip, got you scared as fuckHopin that you won`t die, like Montana bro`With Scarface, all in my grill, with the hard faceGet sent on a journey to a far far place[Chorus: just sayin `gangsta killa`][Hook][Chorus][Outro: ShaCronz (Freemurder)]HahahahaYo Freemurder man this is that gangsta shit manThis is that universal gangsta shitYou know that East Coast/West Coast type of shit, manThis is that real shit, that b-life shit manWe`ve been doin this shit for years manYou know, ever since our fathers manYou know man, the Device Lords, the Young LordsThe Black Spades, the Ball BustasWe`ve been doin this shit on the East Coast manKnowhatI`msayin? Keep that 5 alive, FreemurderLet them know, this is the East side, killa thrillaDeath row till we die man, word up manFreemurder man, b-life or no life(Oh don`t forget them Tomahawks nigga, my pops`ll kill youShit is real, P-Stone, Paroo Bloods, you real like I`m realThis is for them gangstas across the worldEast side homies)