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Trick Daddy( Maurice Young )
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Gangsta (feat. Baby from Cash Money & Scarface)
作詞:Brad Jordan, Mark Richardson, Bryan Williams, Maurice Young
And the winner is, Trick Diesel, Face Mob My nigga baby, ha ha Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta
You know me, T double, you know I'm a G 'Cuz I keep sayin' gangsta, gangsta, gangsta Gangsta, gangsta than a motherfucker But niggaz like you, you a pussy nigga But I keep sayin' gangsta, gangsta, gangsta Gangsta, gangsta than a motherfucker
Went to a Eight Ball from a dime piece Ship dat, flip dat, bought a nine piece in five weeks Shit lookin' good but I think slammin' Me and my dawg passed up bought a block and a half
Sellin' O's or betta clockin' a fag 'Bout four, five slugs and we was bustin' they ass Gotta keep my bread in a safe place We up with my hitchens in undisclosed locations
Hey yo, I got the llello, you got the money Try nothin' funny and I don't buy dummies Every ounce betta bounce back And every brick that I break up it all betta flake up
And when that shit hit the waters, shit go to ballin' That dope all betta fall in, I bought coke back on 84 Back when wood used to get them bricks from the birdo And when I hit him I want to hurt him And on cutlass I wanna hit it they ass gon' feel it, yeah gangsta
And you know me, T double, you know I'm a G 'Cuz I keep sayin' gangsta, gangsta, gangsta Gangsta, gangsta than a motherfucker But niggaz like you, you a pussy nigga But I keep sayin' gangsta, gangsta, gangsta Gangsta, gangsta than a motherfucker
It's the kid with the bricks taped up in the grill Mmm, Cadillac that is With that rag top bubbly E class burnin' rubber You the number one stunna ma show a lil' somthin'
Ay, ay roll a lil' somethin' Mmm, blow a lil' somethin' I got them thangs for a lil' nothin' もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com If you got a lil' money I'ma throw a lil' somethin'
Bump this nigga Mmm, fuck you nigga We ain't from 'round here dumpin' on niggas But ay trick daddy battle up for this nigga
Well, let me get to my hustle I got bricks, grams, and bundles I got ki's in the muffler Birdman daddy CMB motherfucker
And you know me, T double, you know I'm a G 'Cuz I keep sayin' gangsta, gangsta, gangsta Gangsta, gangsta than a motherfucker But niggaz like you, you a pussy nigga But I keep sayin' gangsta, gangsta, gangsta Gangsta, gangsta than a motherfucker
It's Face Mob, right back at ya With O's like cookies I flip like spatulas 99.9 of the time I'm on the grind Bricked up and breakin' 'em down
I got to admit the dope game gravy Three zippers balled up you bring back eighty You learn to swell you might see double Remember you can't sell bubble
So here it is fool, I play the game where its no rules Givin' you lessons from the old school You don't get high off your own supply And when a motherfucker cross you make sure he die
Make the next man know he got to think about the payback This shit go deeper than me rapping or me say that Ask my nigga Trick Daddy, ask my nigga baby Been like that since the early 80's
And you know me, T double, you know I'm a G 'Cuz I keep sayin' gangsta, gangsta, gangsta Gangsta, gangsta than a motherfucker But niggaz like you, you a pussy nigga But I keep sayin' gangsta, gangsta, gangsta Gangsta, gangsta than a motherfucker
And the winner is, once again (Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta) [Incomprehensible] (Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta)
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