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Fredro Starr
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Dyin' 4 Rap
作詞:Fred Scruggs, Charles Smith
The game is fucked up, ya niggas got me tired of rap Right now I'm not inspired by rap Ya niggas ain't dying 4 rap, talkin bout iron for clap Ya niggas never fired a gat
Never took it the streets, and supplied it wit' packs I had feds in my house, trynna wire my cat In the wall, little cameras hidin' in cracks Niggas talk about drug money, what cats you flip
On the trains tellin' bitches that you crashed ya whip You never seen cop killers wit the plastic grips Turn beef to some funky closed casket shit Blast a fifth, 16 shots, niggas ran 16 blocks
16 niggas drop, ya niggas never seein' the plot Never put greens on top, never put fiends on lock My elite niggas scream on cops, hustle dope Roll up, puff up smoke, parolin' decode
Standin' on them corners wit' them guns in they coats Had them same little muthafuckas under ya bed Gun to ya head, wake up, wanted ya dead
End of the night, take ya light, I'm gettin' ya back I'm twistin' you back, 'cuz what ya niggas spittin' on tracks'll Get you 16 or 8, gun cap, leave it at that 'Cuz ya niggas ain't dying 4 rap
See, I'm what defines the streets The one that bitches dyin' to meet, the one ya thugs tryin' to be Since I started, I can't count how many sound like me
But can't none of ya niggas get down like me Can't none of ya niggas get down like me Can't none of ya niggas get down like me
See, I'm what defines the streets The one that bitches dyin' to meet, the one ya thugs tryin' to be Since I started, I can't count how many sound like me
But can't none of ya niggas get down like me Can't none of ya niggas get down like me Can't none of ya niggas get down like me
更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Fuck this rap shit, fuck the rhyme of the year I'm about to get away wit, the crime of the year Bought a black dress that's for ya momma to wear Got bitch, niggas run when the drama appear
Streets ain't safe, six shots, tear ya face Fuck the Jake, get caught, clear the case My upstate niggas rock razor scars Mess hall, smack niggas for they razor bars
Got bitch, niggas can't even play in the yard Kiddin ,ya self, on ya knees, pray to God Times is hard, ya don't know what that is Growin, up, forced to live wit, foster kids
Back in '89 son, we couldn't cross the bridge Them niggas might off the six, take off ya wig What you know about L.A., flossin, wit, Big Five hundred drop, sunset, gun in my sock
What you know about New York, runnin, wit', Pac First niggas at 'The Source Awards', bustin' on shots Flossin' the watch, only get you robbed or popped Puttin' the box, murder right in front of the cops
Nigga, we put the Def in Jam, takin' you back '95, two million throwin' they gats '96, sellin' guns and starp, Firestarr Ya bitch muthafuckaz ain't dying 4 rap
See, I'm what defines the streets The one that bitches dyin' to meet, the one ya thugs tryin' to be Since I started, I can't count how many sound like me
But can't none of ya niggas get down like me Can't none of ya niggas get down like me Can't none of ya niggas get down like me
See, I'm what defines the streets The one that bitches dyin' to meet, the one ya thugs tryin' to be Since I started, I can't count how many sound like me
But can't none of ya niggas get down like me Can't none of ya niggas get down like me Can't none of ya niggas get down like me
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