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Текст песни San Quinn and Messy Marv - What Now

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Chorus 2x *(Messy Marv)*All my niggas in the ghet-taacceptin no losses, no cheats an no let downsfoul cats mess around get the wet downin yo cityleave yo whole turf shut down(Sucka What Now?)Verse 1 *(San Quinn)*It`s lethalthe streets`ll take ya where ya don`t need to goammunitionbullet proofghetto blastas slammin roofsstraight loot an pursuitto survive be bout politicswe not ruthless for suckas it`s bound to make me contradictconflict of intrestbecause my Mobb is relentlesssuckas don`t wanna see us in this or win thissplendedless suckas to worry boutbroke niggas make the best crookscrossas an killasmore scrilla I accumulateenough to feed my realsnot concerned about the murder rate so when I`m a get drilledI be prayed upover rawwakin up`s enough for mebut when I rhyme my minds on the grindstrictly hustlinI`m back to bustit should be lavishly surroundinnaturally reboundin from the loss cuz you thought I was groundedthis how we do itthe truth gets screwed gets ???me retire, the file wit ridas that remain at.*(Chorus)* 2xVerse 2 *(Messy Marv)*Bow down to the west worldin the bucket flossin wit yo best girlwanna turn up in the pearlnow you muggin when you rollin bywanna get wet by the Tech cuz you lookin dryseen the hate up in yo eyebe on the flight the next morninsuckas flex in Kanas, Seattle an OregonI got gamedoin thangs in 25 statesno condition we straightammunition we hatekept it up in the casegangstain body armorwe rappers say "This is fake" when people`s quick to bomb on yaan bet a dime on yabefo` ya make a false movethen get lost in yo crewnow they all boo-hooya stay in doo-doofucked around an got flushedout of lineout of timethinkin you can`t be touchedwe quick to rushcuz suckas sit in concrete and calmlyblow bomb-diggy on my way back to the big city.*(Chorus)* 2xVerse 3 *(San Quinn)*Respectwe check the neckyou nextSeff an MessElliot finessat yo front steps, God blesslyrics you fearin no non-sense we far fetchedleave you outlined stretchedwit yo mind wreckedI Rolex, you Timexwatchin time tickif it rhyme hit yo target suckaaccuratemy limitshave no maximummashin `emrunnin down the platinumhalf of `em rappinI be surpassin `emmy squad do the joblet them do rappinthey robwe gon` survivewhile you dispiseFrisco playas liveeyes wide scopinhopin we ain`t touchinthen we high rollinhigh side wit our mouths opengold showinI`m representin the playas an pimpsplayin simpspursuin mill tickets, bangin my hitsstill we kill `em this is like 11-Feev (11/5)keep it real like the 6-9 Vill you suckas best believe.*(Chorus)* 4x

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