Текст песни Rbl Posse - Straight Lacin`
Rbl Posse - Straight Lacin` слова песни
Haha. That RBL niggaz. Mr. C-Note, C-Note*(Chorus- Iyesha Johnson)*No one`s gonna lace you, like I doI get around babe, no one can lace you better.No one`s gonna lace you, like I doI get around babe, I`m a straight gamer.Verse 1 *(Black C)*Chapter oneI`m blowin up the scene wit my gunwhich is, capable cuz my uzi weighs a tonpistol grip, pump, in my lap at all timeswhen it`s time for some action, yes I`m blastincuz, the funk is everlastinthat is, if ya ride wit me, ya better be down to die wit meso finallywe strive to besome ballin ass mutha fuckaz who is known internationallyyeah you think I got a chip on my shouldercuz I was a broke young nigga, now I`m olderwit mo mail then the rest of you pushersnow y`all sittin an observin wit the rest of `emon-lookers, got ya shook upcuz we leave the scene, like Stephen Kingwhen the murders neededso who`s a bigger pimp, wit bigger ballsa lil nigga wit bigger drawls lacin all y`all*(Chorus)* Verse 2 *(Black C)*As we proceed to exceed to the next level of this rap game from the clickI used to claim, I`m the blamefor all this bullshit, never the less y`all can`t prove thisbut who`s the smoothestwhen it comes to this rap gameI`m juss a sick ass nigga from that mack Baystraight, game we lace to put my name in the spotlightno game, this paid style I`m gettin paid rightI know you niggaz heard of us niggaz gettin pervedsince us real niggaz got rid of `em blue birdsturned yo ass into OG`sslowly watch you move from an O-Z to a whole keystraight lacinfuck the basicsit`s my turn, the mic burn when I face it(no one can do this better) you ask meI don`t think there`s a click lacin niggaz like the P-O double S-E*(Chorus)*Verse 3 *(Hitman)*Let`s say for instance, you`re a distancean you all by yo self, tell me how the funk would be dealtWould you, get treated like Pinesol an get mopped?Or would you, pull yo glock an do diddly-squat?Or would you see, not juss what you peep like Mary WrightI`m the nigga wit the stripes, an I`m the nigga that you juss mightbring you to the light, like hundred watts (like what?)light you upan even if I hit a hundred spots, you can`t see mecuz I got sticky fingers like Jasonstart to placin the index finger, grippin techsand license to inject so juss expecttry to test my intellecthe didn`t knowhe tried to flex like bicepsan he got brokeor better yet broke his vertebreso save to be for another day, like lay-awayhad that ass smashed, towed away, wit the tow-away(like that?) we laced him like Jordan`s about two pairs(then what?)then we had to lace him to a chair.*(Chorus)* x2