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Les paroles de Worldwide Gangstas feat The Murderers
| | | Artiste: | Rule Ja |
| | Album: | Pain Is Love | | Titre: | Worldwide Gangstas feat The Murderers | | | | Date d'ajout: | 18/10/2007 | | Vues: | 60 fois | | | | Paroles: | 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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