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Y2k

アーティスト:Mausberg  アルバム:Non Fiction 

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Y2K Mausberg kickin' realism Spreadin' game to them coward ass niggas You scared to ball, nigga? You scared to ball, nigga? Yo, I'm 'bout to grind nigga Now it ain't nothin' but a party for the Y2K Fuck the shutdown, my peoples can't afford computers anyway And we gonna party like it's 1985 Chronic smoke and Thai weed all up in the sky Whoever thought that I would come this far? Rich at twenty-one, Johnny Burns the black ghetto supertsar And I'ma reap the benefits of bein' strong My religion is knowin' my right from my wrong Dedicated to bein' the realest nigga that touched ground And Lord knows that I came to put it down Ain't no stoppin' me, ride wit' my dog wit' the key to the city Ain't conceited, just gettin' down to the nitty gritty Compton back on the map for the millenium Ya ain't heard shit until ya heard what I'm givin' em Me and my niggas gon' run a train on the world I'm newlyin' my damn self I make the world twirl [Chorus x2] Yo, the time don't stop homie, get your ride on While you worryin' about that and get your grind on Before you niggas commit suicde You better recoginze this world got a long time Aiyo the party don't stop (don't stop) And the glock don't stop tickin' Aiyo them people bullshittin' (bullshittin') Playin' wit' the mind of a grown man Tellin' us some nonsense, knowin' we gone take it to the fam-bam And I ain't trippin' til I see the horses trot down Hey homie keep yo' predictions in yo' own town Cuz I'ma party til the year 3000 Black Tecs on the rise my nigga, we straight clownin'


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