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letra de gangsta rap (explicit) (very long verses) (recorded 2017) - ericastic r

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[intro]
uh, yeah. my gangsta rap with rhymes

[verse 1]
i’m trying to kick it with you
only one thing left to do
i do what i do wit my crew
free treats, free pay-per-view should be a clue

sick like the flu, i’m rapping til i’m blue
the only b-tch i respect, is tinted and fo’ do’
n-gg-s round town actin like they f-cked the gangsta boo
straight up tell ya to ya face what i’m gonna do

and shout outs, to the rest of the crew
you been followin’ my work and everything i do
my talent’s advanced, you haven’t a clue
huh… what the f-ck do you do?

after words i’ma slay a crew
be original and write like the captain do
he’s the one i confine in
feel the way, that i do

here come plan two, separate they crew
you know how we do
po-po on my tail, gotta stay coo
you can make it through

i wonder, if i take your crew
do the thing that p-rn stars do
give respect where respect is due
world of his caved in

spit the flows, and hit the do’
i can call my crew
we do what we do
under the piece we drinkin’ brew

the voo-doo you’d do
madb-lls, 156 corner crew
the alpha is when you do
messin’ with the wrong crew

and yo who got bamboo?
e’body wanna do what a playa do
facial featchers favor h-ll ugly duckling of the crew
where everyday life is shoot dice, drink brew

never seen nothing like this i rip your whole crew
and you don’t know what i will and i won’t do
rolling trough tha stocks, i’m so high, fillin’ that b-tch in
sick of talkin sh-t, n-gg-s knowin how we do

yes the peoples army stick togehther like glue
yeah, i’mma take the loot, yeah, i’mma take the coup
time to pay respects to a player from my crew
but personally it was the right thing to do

d-mn it feels good, turn on, tune in
zoo, then check zoo, slice your whole crew
cause life hates you, just like i do
9th prince has come home, money is ours in 2009

micc check – 1,2 – whatchu fools gon do?
d-mn it feels good, turn on, tune in
why y’all hating the way y’all do
when they have not a clue

all we wanna do
dressed in blue
leanin’ like a g do
unleashed more of a clue

ufo’s couldn’t illuminate like my shine do
but expectin a check thinkin credit is due
now watch how i come through, battle gear all blue
see us in the vip what you gon’ do

ay say baby how you doin, actin like you new in
i’m gettin wise to what the power of two can do
immortal battalion wit pirates ship and a ghost crew
dem crackers found a hundred holes, but ain’t got a clue

so boom, outta place and i sue ya crew
throw on my timberlands, grabbed my crooked eye brew
long nights let her chill with the crew
i’m telling you, bailing off is what you better do

yeah, yeah, we going in, we going in
i said what y’all b-tches really come to do
drink some’n, smoke some’n, gon’ get it in
zoo, then check zoo, slice your whole crew

what ya wanna do, what ya gonna do
some people like gettin up when i’m just gettin in
its a every style, nah gon live like people do
and burrells for supportin all the wars that we fought in

so shes doin it for me, only if you knew, boo
you respect how i did what i got to do
yo, i’ma walk in, yo, yeah, better walk in
man, they break more laws than a n-gg- do

formin a storm around you and your crew
we need forgiveness, we know not what we do
i let my window down and let the world in
in a leaned out, old school, skylight blue

tony kelly filed the order so what you gwaan do?
bring the rain, blow the wind, and roll the thunder in
and i gotta run but come for the bomfunk crew
trying to get that feeling, of deja blue

blastmaster krs-one of the m-ssive bdp crew
we don’t do as the world do
so bring along a few
some of y’all, got a clue

what you wanna do?
and twomp sacks, f-ck this brew
think that you could step to my crew?
jeans built for two, sunlight turned to blue

pimp tight, what the f-ck you wanna do?
my wife is puerto rican so we speak in ??
what ya wanna do, what ya gonna do
30 minutes later i’m inviting honey in

with the templar sword, pointed at your chin
i’m in the pen, you outside lookin in
and say thanks for some other little things you do
you instigated, ya hater, who would have let you in?

in the beginning, they used to call me boo
everyday we smoke and we drink the brew
seen a fly skinny on the avenue
i can go, and call my crew

c’mon i’m just doing what the drug dealers do
making your b-tch treat me special, like a st. eyez brew
even when you pulled up, in the candy blue
grew up with the older dudes, do what your brother do

[chorus]
gangsta rap, so long just my gangsta rap

[verse 2]
ya’ll got to love me baby
i play it like it gotta be
da messy getin crazy lookin like a cry baby

a s-xy good girl, pretty and as sweet as can be
me ago tanto tu regalo y seras tu baby
and start spittin’ out slugs, immediately, i guarantee it’ll to be
four bricks, one block, all fiends in the lobby

i want you n-gg- for myself we were meant to be
this goes out, to every hungry wanna battle emcee
thinking you can get a vip p-ss, and get in free
and now we got k!llers livin’ where my momma be

this, is, the, remix – bad boy baby
it’s still put down like it should be
i heard pamela got a baby
what do you see? how does it be?

well, i’m rappin’ to you brothers proud baby..
tryin not to break it, along with who i be
dear mama dear mama, i been goin’ through some thangs baby
because you never know who these people may be

how could you blame me? i only came to be
i’m a certified g, like a freak on with one t.v
i’m free, i’m free, i’m free, i’m free, i’m free
you’se a tough man wanna see dead man gonna be

mama say you can hide, love will find you baby
i wish that it would let me be
momma, feel my release am i your baby
those the ones i’d hate to be

jay-z, sha-sha, i ain’t forget about ya baby
bout as strong as he can be refresh edit delete source
just me and you, baby
i coulda let it be

can you feel it, baby?
vanilla, brown or black -ss can be
and stick together through all that bad weather baby
match wear free n-gg- let me be

rocko roll, best thing since the tv
it’s like we’re never gonna be
it’s going down, mo-yo, feel this here baby
but a punk-b-tch ain’t no lady

do that dance, do that dance, baby
for the love of the dough, we be
wish, i would’ve died for you baby
nice with the mic b

yo, this f-ckin vinnie paz baby
baby, tell me what it’s gonna be
hear me on radio or video or tv
the first tracks were as wack as the next emcee

if i was, if i was, but i’ll never be
so hood, i might put sw-ngas on a mercedes baby
and know i’m like b-tch how can this be
i’mma keep sending them to you, baby

and, and and enslaved by the powers that be
you see what you see on the dynamic screens of tv
you come see spade and you get a degree
by my sides where you ought to be

and at the end you will agree
what it is, what it was and will be
and this message is brought to you courtesy of sancho baby
but over the years, i see it wasn’t meant to be

hahahaha – you gotta let it do what it do, baby
drift off to other places, you wouldn’t think i be
now i don’t care, even if you refuse it baby
i pulls to the right, some n-gg-s lookin’ shady

f-ck that, i strip the mic with tenacous d
feeling like, i’ve got this hate up in my body
try to jump my crew if you cats feel foggy
look i got the feeling you been fiening my body

even though the p-ssy was wet and bl–dy
before the poison spread to the body
so next time you rhyme about physically buckin’ somebody
nails all done, sportin muskina on her body

is that your final answer? i’m pretty sure it might be
heard my little freak is pregnant with a baby
and the cl-ss wanna know who could it be?
that man, but we goin’ through transition right now baby

part 1, part 2, 3, i guess it’s meant to be
don’t get it distorted i deflect defects to no degree
at the first sign of trouble grab the mic and flee
address -ssemblies, f-ck a crown where would you be

you ain’t family, it ain’t the place to be
and when i come back i’ma need seven baby
a car pulls up, who can it be?
first of all, you can shut it down baby

extort me? now how that sound b
you know how it be
i’m lookin’ at my tv
woman that you’ll never, ever be

doin’ every d-mn thing for j, baby
where they wanna be, how they wanna be
cuz i got a crush on you, my baby
where other n-gg-s would love to be

jay is this way because i have to be
i’m ready to spend some of this motherf-ckin money baby
but it’s crazy, to see what people be
on van dyk- and harper eatin a big baby

[chorus]
my gangsta rap, i don’t stop very long i don’t got long

[verse 3]

dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners, dinners
i’m one of those pretty boy rappers
anyone able to hear, listen up, listeners
gum rappers, idiotic rappers, psychotic rappers

some write with words, i write with matters
you got a mill’? give it to the haters
holdin my mics stiletto like; invitin these water-head brothers
i’m from the, thoroughest borough, and they don’t raise no suckers

had to struggle, youngest of three sisters and three brothers
smith and wessun repping, loaded for you haters
bettin on lakers, and takers and fakers, and makers
to those who wanna take us from 5’0’s to fakers

i got my mind on paper, not concerned with them haters
i gots the ink if you gots the papers
cause on them same steps for hours, with dealers
elliot ness to these f-ckin gangsters and k!llers

to put y’all hands on my daughters
got them lil’ n-gg-s busting shots and flipping quarters
one love to all the preachas on the street corners
away from the knives and slaughter, to their wives and daughters

we hit the nearest hotel, and like that, i’m takin’ orders
my nickels to dimes, and my dimes to quarters
right up on ya, light up corners
the math that shed light, all across the borders

will be the one you need when police raid the corners
and n-gg- that’s f-cked all my homies are loners
swervin’ five deep with the heat hittin’ corners
christ gettin money with the foreigners

all day everyday hittin them corners
to get your pre-store orders
mama drama givin birth to my daughters
i can swim shark-filled waters!

for me emcee’s go get restrainin orders
nah, nah, this is for my smokers
and my street diagnosis, rock gat with no holsters
n-gg-s rippin down stickers and yo’ posters

keepin’ the heater with the toasters
big holes in ya body like coasters
and sendin these freestyle braggers and rhymesk!ll boasters
i’m training myself to sn-tch pistols out of holsters

try to front get your face left next to posters
flip your landrover, i told ya i blam toasters
hoes say i keep it up like posters
my code defending my conscience, my mind afflicted with monsters

burning this house to the ground, yes i’m k!lling my master
a hand triggers to shoot, so i can clap faster
rhyme master i’m the before and the after
i write chapters through the raptures of disaster

shame what the mac can do, k’s spit faster
n-gg-s don’t recognize who the longshots are
and take your pockets after
to batters, m-th-f-cka, it don’t matter

strong purchasin is fifty and better
positions, it gets better, to the letter
on the real my n-gg- i’ma money go-getter
the less people know about us, the better

stir up the b-ss when the way you’re coming later
true princess, sun i’m tryin’ to live my life more better
it’s another cloudy day, it’s raining, but not water
cuts displayed and none of em alter
hard time strapped in the game
blowing motherf-ckers out the frame
what’s my name?
y’all playin’ a violent game

pop champagne like it’s my middle name
them boys, up in the game
where some ornithologist will find your skeletal frame
he liked women and wine and he loved to roam

yeah, it’s my d callin to let me know she’s home
love to see you run, i just use your come
they think i’m crazy, but the tables have to turn
stop grillin’ me before i make you feel some

[chorus]
yeah my gangsta rap, its done

- ericastic r

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