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letra de represent - kam

[verse 1: k-mack]
a smile on my face but death behind my eyes
when i pull a trigga, n-gg-, don’t be surprised
i realize, that n-gg-s don’t give a f-ck
been down so long, now it’s time to press my luck on comin’ up
because the hustle just in me
and when i bend a corner, n-gg-s be green with envy
‘cause i hit the switch upon y’all ditches, f-ck some b-tches
‘cause i’m a mack and y’all n-gg-s in love, b-tch-crazy
i’m tryna get money daily
i ain’t got paid for no m-th-f-ckin’ raps yet
that’s why i ain’t gave up the f-ckin’ sack yet
wack -ss n-gg-s irritate my ears
when i, blow the chronic, to relax my mind
say check 1, 2, 1, 2, and come out on time
l.a., the land of milk and honey
but f-ck that fame, without no m-th-f-ckin’ money
i get some work and go outta town
before a n-gg- like the mister k-mack get clowned
n-gg-s say f-ck what the contract say
it’s ’94, that sh-t don’t work no more
and n-gg-s, they be saltin’ me, sayin’ i can’t rap
i know who it is and we’ll see about that, yeah
who lasts the longest, and who stay up on it
when upon a mic, i’m slayin’ all opponents
macks like myself slip and slide to the left of the police, no peace
n-gg-s that’s weak won’t last
outta gas while i make more cash
tryna check a mint and representin’ on that -ss

[kam]
ha ha, d-mn, here we go
last song on the alb-m; that was my n-gg- k-mack
watts up, shoutout to layback
ain’t forgot about you baby
[verse 2: d-dope]
f-ck with this, d-dope with that rap twist
givin’ a f-ck about a young hoe that i hit
this is the dope
you knowin’ about the b-tches i’m tossin’
never flossin’, ‘cause all the fancy sh-t is straight costin’ a grip
and on the east, we ain’t got it like that
just a handful of young hogs with 9-millimeter straps
dangerous, thug life, dog -ss n-gg-s
young joe, mister felony, d-dope, cap peelers
and the gang that come from, n-gg- be tryna jack
suicidal thoughts leave from my head and see back
through the hood where i make my own rules with the tec
n-gg-s get no respect and punk hoes i neglect, fool
take it from a gangsta that be makin’ ‘em bow down
i got that m-th-f-ckin’ hawkeye, b-tch, you ride around
clown studio n-gg-s every time, now you see
f-ckin’ off cops, capital w-a-tt
d from the eastside could never be a punk
i roll with my indo, n-gg-, and my pistol-grip pump
get wit’ a real n-gg- if you thinkin’ that you can fade
if you can’t, ay girl, i gotta be gettin’ paid
i’m the number one life-taker, n-gg-, what i said
it’s me, eastside what i represent

[kam]
yeah, y’all ain’t knowin’
shoutout my n-gg- young joe, mister felony, d-dope
y’all know what’s poppin’, big grand
who we got up next?

[verse 3: solo]
b-tchmade m-th-f-ckas always gettin’ sh-t twisted
mark -ss n-gg-s claimin’ that they realistic
but missed it by a long shot, you in the wrong spot
fakin’ the funk, we ain’t takin’ ya, punk
i’m stayin’ down for mine, but at the same time comin’ up
f-ck a fed, watch a basehead b-m a cup
i’m tryna check a knot, gots me a hustle
steady gettin’ s-x ‘cause i’m flexin’ muscle
run my game like a pro, so call me boy wonder
a/k/a solo, you can’t get under
number one from the clique, trick n-gg-s can’t see me or jess
or the w-a-double t-s
my n-gg-s j-low always ridin’ shotgun
puts me up on the strap if i ain’t got one
watts done? much dirt, so n-gg-s take a hint
we be playin’ for keeps when we represent

[big jess]
yeah, watts up, this is big jess
givin’ shouts out to all my homies on the eastside that’s straight stayin’ down
yeah, kam, wrap this sh-t up

[verse 4: kam]
so it’s the kam and watts up representin’ to the fullest
from the shoulders, razorblades, hand grenades or bullets
ain’t nothin’ goin’ on but the war
so shut the door, if you want clout, it’s all about what you stand for
and, or, live and work, kill and die
and after so many years of stayin’ down, it got me feelin’ high
so why must i keep bein’ tested
once i regulate, you wanna have me arrested
bird-chested n-gg-s, you oughta know better
‘cause when it comes to battlin’, i’m a go-getter
a four-letter word is goin’ out to every single enemy
before you learned the lingo you shoulda been a g
now look at what these n-gg-s made me say
peace to elwood from the hood and big lady k
i’m signin’ out while y’all busta n-gg-s ain’t made a dent
and the truth is what i represent

- kam

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