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Artiste:Gangsta Boo
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Album:Miscellaneous
Titre:M-Town Representatives f/ Hypnotize Camp Posse
 
Date d'ajout:18/10/2007
Votes:2 stars     
Vues:363 fois
 
Paroles:[DJ Paul]

Niggas you roll them dice

You better except how they fall

Nigga you fucking

wit Juice

Nigga you fucking wit Paul

Nigga you fucking wit Boo

Nigga you fucking wit

Black

Lil bitch you fucking wit Lord

Lil bitch you fucking wit Pat

Nigga you fucking

wit Roc

Nigga you fucking wit Chat

And if you fuck wit La Chat

We blow your chest

through your back

And if you fuck wit anyone else

I dont give a fuck

Because they

dont plead and breed HCP nigga what



[Lord Infamous]

I always leave them in

suspense

Better put up your defense

cause this .44's intense

Niggas catch a body

risk

Bloody glock bloody trench

Bloody bodies on the fence

Bloody legion, all you

bitches bloody six is in the midst

Oh my Lord, Infamous

Cock the hammer let it split



I'm the damager carnage

I'm the razor in your wrist

I'm the medicine you hit

Got you

fucking throwing fits

Kicking chairs and swinging fists

How long can you get to this?



Play



[Crunchy Black]

It started way back when a nigga was a kid

I stick and

move my nigga

That's the shit that I did

I broke a few fucking bones

And I cast few

stones

I pulled a few fucking tone

Man that shit went wrong

You got me stuck in the

zone

When a nigga doing wrong

I pop you once in your head with that goddamn chrome



Don't give a fuck motherfucker

If your family moarn

Shouldna stepped to me dawg



Shouldna stepped to me at all

You weak busta!



[Project Pat]

A mistaken ID



Wanna put me in the po-key

Cuz I'm on parole

Police swearing that they know he

Had to

do the shit

Cuz Project Pat is a convict

Whose North Memphis raised

Hood bred taking

no shit

If I did the hit

You'll be left okey dokey

Still selling dope on the

motherfucking lowski

When I pull the tone

After that squeeze the trigger

On any punk

bitch or a ho ass nigga!



[La Chat]

See I'ma go and have to kill a bitch

Empty

the clip

I guess that's the only way

Or I'ma have to buy you a lick

La Chat aint with

that bullshit

I be burying hoes

And I'ma do it for the weather bitch

Fuck a low

low

Man I'm a mean bitch I tell ya

I done been there done that

It aint no mission I

cant finish

Nothing aint too tough for Chat

So if you catch me slippin ho

Fuck me

wearing a mask

Cuz once I know its you fo sho

I'ma cremate ya ass



[Juicy

J]

Can a nigga get chosen

Knees kinda cold

Have you seen a memphis playa

Ride

bentley rose

I done told ya that I'm always gonna stand on ten toes

With a liquor bottle,

crack, and a blunt already rolled

My cologne smell the curb

Just superb on these hoes



Hanging with these Memphis killas

With that candy round they nose

On my neck on my

wrist

Is that jewelry that be froze

On my face is my cardier shades and my golds





[T-Roc]

Is this a stain to be making?

It's a T-Roc creation

No roofer sniper

you facing

I'm like an offspring of Satan

My innovation of danger

From the slugs of

the chamber

Keep more guns than a ranger

Prepared to mangle a stranger

My competition

deleted

From verbal telekenisis

Placing bodies in ditches

And leave them stinking

like fecis

Once the list is depleted

Fold my dollars like creaces

My coalition is the

Hypnotize Camp

Its no secret nigga!



[Gangsta Boo]

If I go leave me a stain



I got two glocks and a blunt

Bout to let you bitches know

That Gangsta Boo don't give a

fuck

I got diamonds on my wrist

I got diamonds in my teeth

Is it a bird?

Is it a

bee?

Can you bitches picture me?

Talking shit about Ms. Lady

When you know you wanna

fuck

Ya'll round town clowing

Doing donuts in the truck

Got you bitches to the

flo'

Got the nigga take his dough

I be Mrs. "Where Da Dollas At?"

You hatas

know the score

I be ballin ATL

I hit round up on the cell

Got them meet me at the

swiss

And bring some niggas to the tale

Might as well go on playa

Ya'll aint ready

for the gangsta ho

I be rippin bitches

Like guerilla, murder, kill ho

I dont give a

fuck

What you groupies say up in the streets

Catch me off in gucci sheets

Sleeping

living luxury

Just to give you hoes

All the answers you been waiting fo

I remain the

undisputed champ

Nigga ye aint know?



Ha Ha...Bitch!
 
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Les paroles de l'artiste: Gangsta Boo

1.   Mask 2 my Face
2.   Where Dem Dollas At
3.   None For Me
4.   Suck a Little Dick
5.   Good & Hi f/ Juicy "J"
6.   M-Town Representatives
7.   Fuck You
8.   This is Personal
9.   Life in the Metro
10.   My Man
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