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Артист: Ray LuvНазвание : Get AtchaДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : gangsta rap rap hip-hop west coast rap hiphop gangsta rap rap hip-hop west coast rap hiphop Видео:
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It`s been a while since you had a real nigga and a rapper With some game to spit atcha Snatch ya, get your mind ready for a new chapter Ride because we has ta, death before we captured Caught your ass up like the rapture Did I get em? I split em Made a new tape, let the rhythm hit em I just invent em, inject you with the raw venom Every turf and block, I`m knockin out your car system If you were them, you`d best prepare for combat Gon` be a long one, best to bring the bomb sack These so-called players ain`t real no mo` Snitch-hatin hustle and still we kill for dough Real for sho`, I`m knowin that they phoney and faulty Just lice on my balls, I cut em up off me Now these jealous muthafuckas want me, ain`t that a bitch Like I`m a punk and you could play me out, you fuckin trick Must be suckin on a glass dick I`m smokin weed, drinkin O.E. like `86, raise the dick Can you see me bout some major shit or is you minus? Small timers with a bitch-made click of co-signers Not a rider withcha, think you`re safe, but I can getcha And do things to ya Lynch Hung can`t even picture You`se a bitch nigga, and I be livin in new knowledge Cross me up again, I take your baby girl for hostage I couldn`t wait to get atcha It`s been a while since you had a real nigga and a rapper With some game to spit atcha Snatch ya, get your mind ready for a new chapter Ridme because we has ta, death before we captured Caught your ass up like the rapture Did I get em? I split em Made a new tape, let the rhythm hit em I just invent em, inject you with the raw venom Every turf and block, I`m knockin out your car system And I be down for mine, wrote out my gameplan line for line On how to get the money, same time blow your mind Incorporated real soldiers from the O this time Sellin all q.p.`s, whole o`s and dimes CDs, LPs, now it`s g`s for us Flip the table, bubble up, cash and weed to puff Bet I couldn`t serve ya, so I laughed, called your bluff Give me 12 months, bet you can`t ball with us Ghettonomics is a major plus, enforced with muscle Mind on the mega-money, heart on the hustle Dirty women mixed with jealous friends, nothin but trouble Got focus, keep your self-respect, and know who love you You don`t have to be a star, baby, no need to front Just gotta know where you`re tryina go, and what you want We dissect and reconstruct the package like a surgeon Bouncin twice, raise the price, ready to serve ya I couldn`t wait to get atcha It`s been a while since you had a real nigga and a rapper With some game to spit atcha Snatch ya, get your mind ready for a new chapter Ride because we has ta, death before we captured Caught your ass up like the rapture Did I get em? I split em Made a new tape, let the rhythm hit em I just invent em, inject you with the raw venom Every turf and block, I`m knockin out your car system For certain, I knew when I made it that it`d be curtains For muthafuckas fakin the loyalty and desertin Put it down, flashin on foes, when I`m pervin Not silent, I`m hard to swallow like lead and Bourbon Nigga feel me like a crack serum, no pretendin Link soldiers, uncompromisin, unbendin Do or die till the very endin Why do they fake it Claim to be any muthafucka just to make it It`s my dream, I`ma take it, seize it, no hesitation No reservation, finally ready to face the nation Attackin like a pit was raised, now can you fade me? Writin bomb-ass shit off of hash the sight gave me Is it greed got me chasin g`s or just in me? To feed me and my only seed, so we proceed All my enemies bleed as I puff up the weed Forever hustle till we all succeed I couldn`t wait to get atcha It`s been a while since you had a real nigga and a rapper With some game to spit atcha Snatch ya, get your mind ready for a new chapter Ride because we has ta, death before we captured Caught your ass up like the rapture Did I get em? I split em Made a new tape, let the rhythm hit em I just invent em, inject you with the raw venom Every turf and block, I`m knockin out your car system | Похожие исполнители:
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