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Keepin It Gangsta (Remix)

アーティスト:Fabolous  アルバム:Street Dreams 

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(feat. Styles, Jadakiss & M.O.P.) [Jadakiss] D-Block [Styles] True indeed [J] Double R [S] Yes, true indeed [J] Desert Storm [S] True indeed (Sheek Lu' where you at?) [S] True indeed (Haha, You know how we doin' baby?) [Jadakiss] (Styles) Keepin' it Gangsta, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, uh, yo How many men could you kill? (Let me count all the bullets I got) Many bricks could move, (you can say 20 a block) Many niggas'll ride (you could fill a football field) (How much money you got?) You think I signed a football deal (My nigga give me the word, I'm gonna kill that lane) You know major league niggas play the kidnap game Have the kid missin' for days, listen and pray (And I'm kill 6 of your niggas, 6 different ways And we still got exza of rhymes) Still gangsta (Try to run up on the guy, that send your legs to your mom) And we still got kilos of coke (Ruff Ryders to the death, ride or die nigga we know the oath) That's why I'm tryin' to send this metal through your head Cause you got me curious, you probably look better when your dead Nine by the spine, (5th in the holst) Scum bag it's them D-Block boys, daddy kissin' the ghost (Comin' through like the "Matrix" in the A-6 Triple black leather, six-speed, with the gray stick) Give me the safe, I spit at your face Double clip in your mug, then have SP hit it wit mase (And we just caught burners and do me I'll say this) Your little niggas lookin' up to me like the walls in Green Haven Keep heat and we shank ya, (rob ya and say thank ya) Now that's keepin' it gangsta (keepin' it gangsta) [Chorus - Fabolous] Ya'll know who Keepin' it Gangsta We come through Keepin' it Gangsta Ya'll know how we do Keepin' it Gangsta My whole crew Keepin' it Gangsta [Fabolous] (Paul Cain) Yeah, ok, uh, yeah, uh, yo We your favorite gangstas, favorite gangstas (do better both) Before these slugs sink hitters, weighs like anchors We don't own clean guns (all our skets is dirty I toss bullets, New York niggas gel like Testaverde I don't keep the scope on the ratchet And for the dope I'm gonna catch it) Make sure the joint ain't point blank so they can't open your casket My whole crew (got glocks on 'em) In a hurry to shoot, (like they put shot clocks on 'em) All that gossip we blast, better see if they possibly has A V12 ambulance that will get you to a hospital fast (We done came out the cages in shackles I ain't call a pager to track you I'm loadin' up gauges to whack you


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