LRC歌词
[04:06.00]Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
[04:06.00]Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
[04:06.00]Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
[04:06.00]Gangsta, gangsta, weak niggaz perpetrate
[04:06.00]Gangsta, gangsta, weak niggaz perpetrate
[04:06.00](dj paul) [verse 1]
[04:06.00]I grab my swatter i swat this bug, he laid to rest
[04:06.00]F**kin' wit t-r-i-p-l, e-s-i-x
[04:06.00]Niggaz be talkin' but in the end i like f**k 'em up
[04:06.00]In the beginnin' they could've survived but they had no nuts
[04:06.00]B**ch where you graduated from, i said a school of hoe-in'
[04:06.00]Cuz in yo face, off in the streets ain't nothin' but hoe is showin'
[04:06.00]Too f**kin' light, too f**kin' light to try to fight
[04:06.00]Stick you with knives, shoot you with - nines and take yo life
[verse 2] (juicy j)
[04:06.00]Yea we know you niggaz are f**kin' scared cuz we don't play around
[04:06.00]Never wanna step cuz three 6 mafia put you in the ground
[04:06.00]People say you buck but we all know that's just that liquor bro
[04:06.00]Niggaz swear you hype but all that hyper is from hittin' that snow
[04:06.00]If a member call me then i'm gonna pack my yawks and roll
[04:06.00]Ride down on yo block and close up shop and leave yo body cold
[04:06.00]Foo this ain't no game so tuck ya chain and coward hide yo grill
[04:06.00]High cappin' and dissin' in yo rappin' just might get ya killed
[04:06.00](chorus 2x)
[04:06.00]They don't f**k wit you like ya f**ked with them
[04:06.00]Yo pockets tore down from limb to limb
[04:06.00]You got no ends, now you got no friends
[04:06.00]Now its time to get the strap and go and do they a** in
[verse 3] (project pat)
[04:06.00]Whachu doin' round hea? my ni**a i gotta get ya
[04:06.00]Fresh outta jail-ie, my mind on bailin', so i split ya
[04:06.00]Head to the meet-ie, give to the needy so f**k the rest
[04:06.00]No understandin', projects the greedy, ya could be next
[04:06.00]I'm robbin' victims with of the face of a ???
[04:06.00]No hesitatin', i come out buckin' so watch the nine
[04:06.00]Off in east memphis transactin' bizness i know you straight
[04:06.00]I'm buckin' you fakers who ain't got cheese, the ones i hate
[verse 4] (lord infamous)
[04:06.00]Could it be me, could it be somethin' in the f**kin' air
[04:06.00]I'm seein' niggaz, them niggaz bodies flyin' everywhere
[04:06.00]You wanna know if the lord is mackin' or a f**kin' player
[04:06.00]I'm keepin' all of you muthaf**kas in my f**kin' prayers
[04:06.00]Everywhere that i go i'm gettin' all these evil stares
[04:06.00]I'm sick of all of these hatin' muthaf**kas in my hair
[04:06.00]All in my bizness, god is my witness i don't even care
[04:06.00]Cause all you b**ches you get the *blaah* died hell yeah
[04:06.00]Repeat chorus 2x
[verse 5] (koopsta knicca)
[04:06.00]Deep deep in them trenches of memphis where i'm seriously pimpin'
[04:06.00]Da koopsta da knicca breakin' mo b**ches than london got bridges
[04:06.00]Send this to you niggas so you besta listen well
[04:06.00]Touch me and you'll die see you can burn wit me in hell
[04:06.00]This hi-zo gi-zo-zy iz-i for you niggas that've lost it
[04:06.00]Spl-izat yi-zo iz-a**, will ??? off it
[04:06.00]Call chris mane, sh*t dump 'em in a ditch
[04:06.00]Witness this wicked bit whipped up outta the six riders
[verse 6] (crunchy blac)
[04:06.00]My ni**a cb he be back out here on these bricks again
[04:06.00]He kickin' in doors, he lookin' for him some dividends
[04:06.00]He kidnappin' hoes so he can make him some money mane
[04:06.00]And f**kin' wit him is like f**kin' wit somethin' different
[04:06.00]Ya gotta be tough, ni**a ya gotta be rough
[04:06.00]Like ash to ash ni**a, and dust to dust
[04:06.00]In gats we trust ni**a, it really ain't much ni**a
[04:06.00]Cuz talkin' to us ni**a, we blowin' ya up
[04:06.00]Repeat chorus 2x
[04:06.00](til fade)
[04:06.00]I'm smoked out, snorted out, drunken and i'm blown
文本歌词
Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
Gangsta g-g-gangsta, g-g-gangsta
Gangsta, gangsta, weak niggaz perpetrate
Gangsta, gangsta, weak niggaz perpetrate
(dj paul)
I grab my swatter i swat this bug, he laid to rest
F**kin' wit t-r-i-p-l, e-s-i-x
Niggaz be talkin' but in the end i like f**k 'em up
In the beginnin' they could've survived but they had no nuts
B**ch where you graduated from, i said a school of hoe-in'
Cuz in yo face, off in the streets ain't nothin' but hoe is showin'
Too f**kin' light, too f**kin' light to try to fight
Stick you with knives, shoot you with - nines and take yo life
(juicy j)
Yea we know you niggaz are f**kin' scared cuz we don't play around
Never wanna step cuz three 6 mafia put you in the ground
People say you buck but we all know that's just that liquor bro
Niggaz swear you hype but all that hyper is from hittin' that snow
If a member call me then i'm gonna pack my yawks and roll
Ride down on yo block and close up shop and leave yo body cold
Foo this ain't no game so tuck ya chain and coward hide yo grill
High cappin' and dissin' in yo rappin' just might get ya killed
(chorus 2x)
They don't f**k wit you like ya f**ked with them
Yo pockets tore down from limb to limb
You got no ends, now you got no friends
Now its time to get the strap and go and do they a** in
(project pat)
Whachu doin' round hea? my ni**a i gotta get ya
Fresh outta jail-ie, my mind on bailin', so i split ya
Head to the meet-ie, give to the needy so f**k the rest
No understandin', projects the greedy, ya could be next
I'm robbin' victims with of the face of a ???
No hesitatin', i come out buckin' so watch the nine
Off in east memphis transactin' bizness i know you straight
I'm buckin' you fakers who ain't got cheese, the ones i hate
(lord infamous)
Could it be me, could it be somethin' in the f**kin' air
I'm seein' niggaz, them niggaz bodies flyin' everywhere
You wanna know if the lord is mackin' or a f**kin' player
I'm keepin' all of you muthaf**kas in my f**kin' prayers
Everywhere that i go i'm gettin' all these evil stares
I'm sick of all of these hatin' muthaf**kas in my hair
All in my bizness, god is my witness i don't even care
Cause all you b**ches you get the *blaah* died hell yeah
Repeat chorus 2x
(koopsta knicca)
Deep deep in them trenches of memphis where i'm seriously pimpin'
Da koopsta da knicca breakin' mo b**ches than london got bridges
Send this to you niggas so you besta listen well
Touch me and you'll die see you can burn wit me in hell
This hi-zo gi-zo-zy iz-i for you niggas that've lost it
Spl-izat yi-zo iz-a**, will ??? off it
Call chris mane, sh*t dump 'em in a ditch
Witness this wicked bit whipped up outta the six riders
(crunchy blac)
My ni**a cb he be back out here on these bricks again
He kickin' in doors, he lookin' for him some dividends
He kidnappin' hoes so he can make him some money mane
And f**kin' wit him is like f**kin' wit somethin' different
Ya gotta be tough, ni**a ya gotta be rough
Like ash to ash ni**a, and dust to dust
In gats we trust ni**a, it really ain't much ni**a
Cuz talkin' to us ni**a, we blowin' ya up
Repeat chorus 2x
(til fade)
I'm smoked out, snorted out, drunken and i'm blown