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Gang Bangin Ass Criminal

アーティスト:Daz Dillinger  作詞:ARNAUD DELMAR/DILLINGER DAZ/BAD ASS/BROOKS JOSEPH  作曲:ARNAUD DELMAR/DILLINGER DAZ/BAD ASS/BROOKS JOSEPH 

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[daz dillinger] Yeah, daz dillinger I'm gonna take you into some gangsta shit What y'all niggas don't even know about And now you ? feels? to know about, What we call gangsta rap But this is for the niggas who was down from day one Love to hear, love to hear you motherf**kers I advise all you ghetto livin', struggling from day to day, Tryin' to flip a figure dollar devil up inside a bag of weed, A fresh pair of khakis and take a bitch to the groovy ass niggas To get your money man, get paid These motherf**kers are cut off welfare How are we go eat if we don't cheat These (? ) bitch to me made the game out of young black niggas lives Striking us out from left to right With no motherf**king one in sight F**k that!! Sell your dope Get your jack on, get your sack on, Put your rag on and get your motherf**king thang on, niggas Cause it's on God dammit it's on Now what the hell you bout to go youngster [the gang (tray deee, ty 'causez, bad a$$, technique)] Go ride nigga Bout to go get the homies nigga, right now [daz] oh yeah motherf**ker it's on [the gang] Ay come on bad a$$ let's do it nigga, it's on now nigga Ay ay nigga What's up nigga (what's up) Ay nigga Nigga the homie called, the big shot today nigga (word) Nigga you were ment to meet him today nigga (man I take my baby inside today man) What's up Nigga Nigga, ay, we can't realy talk right now tough nigga (alright) But uh, it's going down later on 9-30 nigga The big man hoe nigga Be there nigga Yeah [bad a$$ ]what's up daz dillinger [daz] shit, bad a$$, tryin' to keep it realer than real, man Least half these punk ass.... Motherf**king niggas around here bullshittin' The big spot nigga, ain't clockin' no dollar. [ba] man I'm trying to have Man I ain't trying to go for shit [dd] man you know my glock is hot (eastside) Verse one: [kurupt tha kingpin] I'm coming through your zone late night, shit Dogg pound gangsta to flame the light shit Cause I hold on, I'm 20 feet tall The biggest walkin' bill f**k around to get killed Get shoot Don't try to sneak a peak in my book (? home at hose? ) , overdose the thoughts when he look The forbidden The hittin' zone that I'm hitting Don't play with my intelligence nigga as the heat (? slittin'? ) (? ) So I only got two choices; loc me the blasin' bomb Vietnam I bring the pain rains no (? ) Execution style is the shells from the heat veal Down to the ground like the rest of the dummies Just what the f**k you thinkin' try to play with my money It's nothing but the dogg pound gangstas Mashes, verbal disasters, 38 stashes Verse two: [tray deee] I arise in disguise to surprise that ass What you thought you caught me short I might ride to blast With the canna We let the shit all up in your nuts When niggas droppin', they stop with the plan they plots Got to stop for my gate With (? ) of break Marked niggas caught in, they try to win and get sprayed Rip the gates Go flip the page to chapter three First groove, they fools can't come after me I mash to free, Styles of catastrophe Ask for g A nigga best to answer me My rip long as the beach that I represent Dead nigga with my stare not to step to this Verse three: [daz dillinger] Now o yeah tray deee I mean I see the whole plot Be on alert, niggas shot Anywhere under that nigga caught So drop the microphone on my own I shown to blown Away for these mc's with the sludge of a chrome I take the fang


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