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Текст песни Tragedy Khadafi f Christ Castro - The Truth

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[Intro]*Gunshot*`Queensbridge and we don`t play` ..`For every rhyme I write, it`s 2-5 to life``Queensbridge and we don`t play``Tragedy`s the name, figured I`d just remind y`all``Queensbridge and we don`t play` ..`For every rhyme I write, it`s 2-5 to life``Queensbridge and we don`t play``My, my poetry`s deep`[Chorus 2x]We are the TruthWe need no proofBlowin` shots off roof(Castro: Touch y`all, please don`t make us buck y`all)[Verse 1: Christ Castro]Yo, the name`s Castro, I`m out for pesosFuck sitting on my ass like you couch potatosWhile you watch wrestlin`, smellin what the rock is cookinI`m in the crackhouse and rock is cookinBeen, locked in macks, with lots of bookingsBeat a nigga down, fuck if them cops is lookin!Put that heater down son, cuz if you had to pop you wouldn`tYou would show up every shortcake topped with puddingSoft ass nigga, sweet ass niggaI`ma torch that nigga, peep that niggaR.I.P. that nigga, ????See, I`m that nigga, my four fingers on that triggerBeef me, you better pawn that vigor and buy some guns`fore they find your lungs on your doormat niggaCuz I pack price that`ll flush all your organs outMake yo fam cut the price in your coffin outBlood drip when the force come outSlugs rip thru a nigga face blowin large portion outTalkin bout, you mu`fuckers swear you live, through homicidecome and talk you outNow you see what you get when your ass get carried away?Now your ass gettin` carried away[Chorus 2x]We are the TruthWe need no proofBlowin` shots off roof(Castro: Touch y`all, please don`t make us buck y`all)[Verse 2: Tragedy Khadafi]Truth is truth, real is real, love is loveKastro, Khadafi, Blood is BloodWe can go shot for shot, slug for slugHit you up, body bags zip you upI am truly amazing, you cowards ain`t phasing meMahdi, 2-5, the O-GI cock back, and pop them thangsYou runnin off octane, you dont wanna lock with the GodGlocks`ll bangOverall, feelin my aura, feelin my style, who you think started this thug shit?But meanwhile, ask Noreag and `pone, who kept em in the zone41st Side, Q.BBringin it home, homie we got thatDon`t ever try to stop my grind, cuz in the meantime in between tyin my nineSteady long, steady strong when you fuckin` with mineAnd I`ma ?eep? regardless to the charges I`m a GDiscreetly, holdin my heat, 22`s on my feetAsk Havoc ask Nas, from Q.B. to South Prob y`all wanna fuck with the God[Chorus 2x]We are the TruthWe need no proofBlowin` shots off roof(Castro: Touch y`all, please don`t make us buck y`all)[Outro]`Queensbridge and we don`t play` ..`For every rhyme I write, it`s 2-5 to life``Queensbridge and we don`t play``My, my poetry`s deep``Queensbridge and we don`t play` ..`For every rhyme I write, it`s 2-5 to life``Queensbridge and we don`t play``Tragedy`s the name, figured I`d just remind y`all`*Gunshot*

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