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letra de celebrate - boo-yaa t.r.i.b.e.

[intro: rare earth]
i just want to celebrate
i just want to celebrate

[verse 1: boo-yaa t.r.i.b.e.]
i gots to say waddup
’cause the brother’s got it goin’ on
you couldn’t keep it undercover long
b-double-o-y, double-a, hey
last time we celebrate, who bad
so [?] the seminor
the king punisher, came to smuggle ya
stick ’em come on, from the bouillaté
i grab my shank, move up, array
get up, don’t throw your set up
don’t need a buster like you
to try to bear with your head up
we got the t.r.i.b.e
who wanna live, who wanna die?
i think it’s time, i live a bettеr life
i’m in a ticket straight to the toat
hеre’s a toast to the heart of the west coast
they forget to check, so i kick it
lax is how we exit

[chorus: rare earth]
i just want to celebrate (yeah, yeah) another way of livin’
i just want to celebrate (yeah, yeah) another way of livin’
[verse 2: ice-t]
busters step on stage, and the mic shakes
you try to flex on me, fool, and the ice breaks
sucker you wish you had a vest [?]
g-west, microphone gangsters, la’s best
i got a posy to roll up a deto
crash a party, and poof, pools of petrol
mic’s are blown, head’s are flown, lady’s moan
as i speak in a baritone
once i start, the punks try to break north
i flow hardcore, while fools shoot, and stay soft
but i’m a brother who can’t take the soft route
throw me a mic on the track, and it’s a death route
i don’t be fuccin’ when it’s time to lock up
dial seven digits, and i fill your whole block up
but nowadays i roll the streets
i’m not locked behind gates
that’s why i gotta celebrate

[chorus: rare earth]
i just want to celebrate (want to celebrate)
i just want to celebrate (want to celebrate)
i just want to celebrate (want to celebrate)
i just want to celebrate (want to celebrate)

[bridge]
hard, hard, hard
hard, hard, hard
[verse 3: kid frost]
i just want to celebrate, in a fiesta
frostin’ [?]
comin’ from the region of the 213 zone
city of angels, to the rivals loss
[?], and stop playin’ with books
i chose the mic instead of bangin’ in the neighborhood
[?] and takin’ fools [?]
jumped from a life of crime to a life of rhyme
watch as i go for mine
at first, i wasn’t really understood
[?], it just made me mad
’cause i thought i was gettin’ more bad
and the officer said, stop shootin’ up my head
so now i go loco with dope tracks and vocals
backed by the boo-yaa
so fool, what’s it to ya?

[chorus: rare earth]
i just want to celebrate
i just want to celebrate
i just want to celebrate (yeah, yeah) another way of livin’
i just want to celebrate (yeah, yeah) another way of livin’

[verse 4: ice cube]
ice cube, 1991, still lenchin’
down with the boo-yaa t.r.i.b.e
and that b-tch weigh more than 235
ready for the dunk
psycho funk, with a chunk of beats that’ll knock out rocky balboa
hip-hop that i drop straight from sonoma
so now i gotta celebrate
’cause our gangsta lean is bigger than [?] gates
west coast neighborhoods, that where the fools be
godfather with the uzi
goodfellas are nice guys
but n-ggas like us get colombian neckties
gangsta ridd asked me to do a verse
so i slid, and put in my bid
’cause the boo-yaa t.r.i.b.e. is like kings
and the lench mob do the craziest things
[chorus: rare earth]
i just want to celebrate another way of livin’
i just want to celebrate another way of livin’

[verse 5: king tee]
this is somethin’ for the serious rap fans
from a black man, that used to jack and steal
you just know, just for the thrill
can’t even count how many n-ggas i k!lled
’cause i be rollin’
through my hood for a victim
then i sick ’em
they said they was lookin’ for a fix
so i fixed them
out with my vest, though
and they keep comin’ back
because they can’t cope without it
i couldn’t even take you up out it
’cause [?]
all of a sudden everybody is from my town
but me and boo-yaa never seen you around
and i come from atlantic central
came up on a catty from a [?]
when i was young, my father said it was cool to curse
finished her seam, so i sn-tched her purse
’cause money is funny, and change was f-cked-up
so i had to jack for a buck

[outro: boo-yaa t.r.i.b.e. & rare earth]
king tee og, never fake it
last time we celebrate
i just want to celebrate
i just want to celebrate (yeah, yeah) another way of livin’
i just want to celebrate another way of livin’ (yeah, yeah)

- boo yaa t r i b e

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