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letra de gangsta nigga - kool g rap

[verse 1]
baby let’s go
got teflon on the chest
steel on the hip
you can feel what i spit
because it’s real on the strip
n-ggas grill with their cl!ck
but then they squeal when they drip
see and revel in their chips [?]
tryin’ to appeal to the chicks
and it [?] with their bricks
big wheels on their whips
’till i fill clips like a navy seal
for the stick
‘fore their grip
rubber grip in their grill then i cl!ck -coking gun-
peel sh-t to take a n-gga off his heels when it hit -gunshot-
[?] k!lled body concealed in the crypt
rip on their headstone for steppin in that red zone
see their last breath blown
shots to the chest dome -gunshot-
take smith and wes chrome
and never leave that vest home

[chorus 2x]
rounds and rounds be blowing out the pound
for real you f-ck with me
that’s how it’s going down (for real)
i takes no shorts
my fort i hold it down
hold on tell me you don’t now about my gangsta n-gga
[verse 2]
i say you don’t know nuthin’ about me
sh-t was rugged in the street
nice guy turned cold blooded for the fee
sh-t was cluttered in the pees
had to flood it with the key
hoes cuttin’ up the freeze
n-ggas cuttin’ from their v’s
young bucks was duckin’ the d’s
suckin’ on their trees
n-ggas upstate sl-t b-tches f-ckin’ when they breathe
shorty hookin’ for that bling
n-ggas cookin’ up that kane
dope fiends open their jeans
lookin’ for a vein
ran with mad crooks
took the central bookin’ on the chin
back n-ggas down
pat em down
took’em for their change
strip old dramatic
big ballers and addicts
kiss brawl for the cabbage
picture hall in the traffic
n-gga called for the static
and pitfall in the casket
chicks all ecstatic
sh-t spit all sporatic
got h-lla [?] caught force
yo i take blocks off
treat it like another drug
sell it face popped off
n-gga caught a major front of poncho’s bodega
see the waste of player with face craters
you know the flavor n-gga
[chorus 2x]
rounds and rounds be blowing out the pound
for real you f-ck with me
that’s how it’s going down (for real)
i takes no shorts
my fort i hold it down
hold on tell me you don’t now about my gangsta n-gga

- kool g rap

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