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Les paroles de Worldwide Gangstas
| | | Artiste: | Rule Ja |
| | Album: | Pain Is Love | | Titre: | Worldwide Gangstas | | | | Date d'ajout: | 18/10/2007 | | Vues: | 83 fois | | | | Paroles: | feat. The Murderers)
[Black Child talking]
What's up Chi-town?
Yeah, Murder
INC. back up in ya area
On that gangsta shit ya know
Connect worldwide
Worldwide
gangsta shit nah mean?
From Chi-town to Miami
Houston to mother fuckin' LA, we connect
nigga
With some gangsta shit
[Caddillac Tah]
Mother fuckers, you frontin' we
comin' with heat niggas
AR-15s we sweepin' up the street bigger
Guns make niggas run, we
squeeze triggers
We leave niggas dead for the stacks, slumped over, head in they
lap
[Black Child]
Yo, we constantly count cream in the crackhouse
Basically, we
bangin' bitches backs out
I feel like the last child
Throwin' bricks at a
glasshouse
Poppin' and puffin' till I pass out
[Caddillac Tah]
This gangsta
shit is for all my youngens who flip birds
And hug the block, in club they Cris and twist the
bud, nigga what
We live it up, from Chi-town to my town
We diggin sluts, long dickin' in
the guts
[Black Child]
We just religious thugs, gangsta pimps
Hoes fall in love
the way we throw this dick
The Hummers on dubs look like tanks and shit
We came to stop
the bank, don't blink be sick
[Caddillac Tah]
Nigga all of our love is for the
chips
And I don't chase hoes, just pasos and bricks
Nigga let me sum it up
Y'all
niggas is dumb enough
Run on up, the guns we tuck, bust
Ashes to ashes, dust to
dust
[Black Child]
Holla at us, R-O-C-K-L-A-N-D and I-N-C
With Boo and Gotti,
Ferrari Black and Caddillac Tah
Nigga, we go hard
[Gotti]
I'm loud when the
shells pop
Still I sell rock
Got outta jail on bail, gettin' ready to plot
Yo I
kidnap niggas
Then bitch smack niggas
Give me the crack nigga or get clap nigga
I
ain't one of these rap niggas
I'm a big gat spitter
Bangin' and slangin' to be a rich ass
nigga
Don't get tired in these streets
My nigga died in these streets
It's only one
option, provide for these streets
My peeps out here so I ride with these streets
Spent
weeks out here, grind on these streets
I know the deal out here
It's real out
here
Got bitch bud murder and I'm still out here
Rockland, Murder INC. you get killed out
here
Chi-town, New York, blood spill out here
And thugs like me, still out here
Yeah
you heard nigga, I'm still out here
[Boo]
A yo I ride up, lied up outta my
mind
Black Cadillac truck nigga, loaded with nines
To my thugs on the block, holdin' it
down
I got love on the block, look at my eyes
Rockland, Murder INC. what the fuck you
think
Me and Gotti whole plan is to cover the streets
We don't wanna body you man, fuck
the beef
We sell a lot of these grams, and clutch the heat
To many moves to be made, fake
thug niggas
Get a few through they brain, I been plug nigga
It's rules to the
game
Cats like me play not to lose in this game
You see this little nigga makin' moves in
the Range
I see you wack niggas still crusin' with lames
Get full nigga cause it's food to
the brain
Rockland nigga spit fire and flames
Get it right nigga, we
gangsta
[Ja Rule]
Murder INC. gets poppin' pills, clips, however you like
it
Niggas get extorted, bitches get excited
Known to start riots, the Rule and
I-N-C
Got fedaraleighs watchin' me, the Y-G and I-G
Put it together family orientated
through guns, drugs, and good relations
Real conversations, we call it real talk
And that
shit spreads all the way from LA to New York
And I love talk, that's when you get to smash on
niggas
Catch 'em in the dark spot and put the flash on niggas
Cameras, lights, action, go
buck at the master
C's and past if when I die blow my ashes
Off the shores of Costa Rica,
nigga to each is own
The Rule ain't dyin' alone motherfuckers | | | |
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