Текст песни The Relativez - Fuck Mack 10
The Relativez - Fuck Mack 10 слова песни
[BIG WY]UhI`m really not a rapper manI don`t know why these niggas be bumpin` their gunsJust another spread of the hustleStreets forced me to do this shit so fuck it (say that, say that)[BIG WY]The preacer`s at the alterYour time is gettin` smallerWhat I bring to you is like the weight of the rock of Gibralter (say what?)Mr. Inglewood Blood you`s a goddamn lieCause the whole town confirmed you were scared of "NA`GUY"Break Bread Mafia - nigga watch me closeYou know what happens to bread when it`s heated it turn to toastAnd when the crumbs crumbleYou wanna squash it and be humbleAll right meet me at the sherm smoke out at the park in the JunglesKeep "The Bottoms" out your mouth or get turned to a ghostI`ll kill you ?? fall out and cry with your folksI gotta gangsterism track recordTo incriminating to be put on the tracks andWe put on recordsWe The Relativez (yeah)Plus Nuttz the ThiefBreak Break is the Taliban political voice in the streetsYou had CJ, The Comrads and Squeak-RuExcept for K-Mack your whole roster was harder than youYou niggas is T.V.You niggas don`t believe in me (yeah)And I`ma dump like the real song you bought from GI`m a gangsterism over killPistol no holdster steelBustin` out the G De VilleBuga behind the wheelNigga you ain`t a gangsta you`s a tattoos freakYou ain`t from Queen Street nigga you from Beat StreetThis shit is deeper than Romeos and Croacker SacksThis for the life of real Bloods that lay it down on their track Who nickel and dimin`, uh Blood you funnyYou went from CEO to a artist deal for Cash MoneyNigga you need a pacifierWhen it comes to rap you need to retireNigga you just rap behind my niggas practice rapid fireWith these kings in Inglewood nigga you can`t winThe Relativez Mafia nigga, fuck Mack 10 [SUGA BUGA]I - Will - Not - LoseHoo-Bangin`That`s what I`ve been tryin` to find out for the longest nigga who bangin`All this dis shit is for the birdsListen here punk when I confronted youYou started mumbling wordsAin`t nobody gon` save you niggaI`ll die and go to hell before I let you dis meTo make you album sellYou done have three shots"The Recipe" flop"Paper Route", "Bang or Ball" flopYou like the lionOn the Wizard of OZAnd your wife she`s a bad baby, T-BozAnd you don`t bust strapsYou just bust rapsAnd you fight pitbulls you don`t push no crackYou`se a real sick dudeAnd you just started wearing redWhen you left Ice CubeI thought it was a costume be the Blood for HalloweenBumpin` your gun so nigga watch the ??You reminded me at CB4Pay your warrantsCatch you in the moduleTie you to this toiletAnd when you run outta cheese you better stay O.T.Cause we gutter niggasThat promotes the BAnd you ain`t too far too rich to get touchedNigga the head up`s over nigga your ass could get rushedRelativezSoo Woop - Soo Woop Soo Woop[BIG WY]Niggas still bleedSome shit is over your headDon`t let your mouth get your ass misledNiggas still bleedWhen it`s a war who rollin` with youCause when it`s old we following through Niggas still bleedWhat the fuck you mean "Bang or Ball"?You lil` bitch you never banged at allNiggas still bleedWatch yourself or get your family tookCause we could both pull murders make the motherfuckin` beef cook