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What Cha Talkin Bout

アーティスト:Daz Dillinger  アルバム:R.A.W. 

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All dem niggas right there SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS SSSSSSSS Fuck y'all I thought you knew about us You know what we throw on this 1-87 on rhyme Anybody killa Fuck all y'all We run the streets, come run with my game We make paper, big paper, all day, it's a thang And we ride up on the quickness up the side of you Keep heat, big heat just to drop on you Nigga we keep the streets hot It's just us and the cops And niggas die in shady spots over hustlin rock Guess money rule the world Materials and girls, fly Did ya never seen? Never, even dreamless, these things That make the world we live in what it is And though with paper you would die It's a shame what is real on these wheels Foes on a hundred smoke weed Me and Bad and Tray-Dee In an ice machine Big strap that let a nigga have to come out Flyin down Atlanta, go on, come out Hit the liquor store when nigga used to run out Throwin up the gang hollerin What Cha Talkin Bout What Cha Talkin Bout What Cha Talkin Bout What Cha Talkin Bout (I wouldn't have enough in the touch to know everythang) What Cha Talkin Bout What Cha Talkin Bout What Cha Talkin Bout (We run these street teams and big dope sacks) What Cha Talkin Bout What Cha Talkin Bout What Cha Talkin Bout (Mash to maintain, blast gats to gang bang) What Cha Talkin Bout What Cha Talkin Bout What Cha Talkin Bout (Anybody kill a whole mob) Though we all wanna live it up 'fo the lights go out in your house No one is gon' get there Fillin all doubts, and hold out Only when ya sure to take a loss Otherwise man get yours, 'cause light don't blast If the guns don't get cha It's sure to be the cancer Why ask why? You gonna believe his answer He made it up and just about to get your chances It's a baby I've been knowin, Trust of homage you could go insurin Gats at close range or betrayal of my trust Only gave me one change, it's just us Who banging at the poppa stops Gangsta network your G shit Makin million dollar plans Pullin million dollar scams It be a trillion dollar man Fuck y'all, I'm gettin rich The world make me sick I really wanna live it up It's like I'm druck and didn't need, I wanna give it up I stay calm and stay composed with no doubts Throwing up Dogg Pound hollerin... What Cha Talkin Bout What Cha Talkin Bout What Cha Talkin Bout (I wouldn't have enough in the touch to know


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