Lirik Lagu Real Gangstaz - Mobb Deep Featuring Lil Jon
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[Lil Jon]This some of that real gangsta motherfuckin shit nigga (yeah!)Yeahhhh! For all the real niggaz out there (yeah!)You know what I'm talkin bout? (what!)Like my motherfuckin East coast niggaz (what!)My motherfuckin Dirty South niggaz (what!)And my motherfuckin West coast niggaz (what!)Let's go!
[Chorus 2X: Havoc] + (Lil Jon)Some, peo-ple run (yeah!)But, gang-stas don't (yeah!)Know my hammer stay cocked (yeah!)If, you, leave you crippled (hey!)
[Havoc]Now y'all know the deal why we up in here (uh-huh)Burn that ma, put it up in the air (c'mon)Ma got a phattie so I'm up in her earCause - these clowns wanna grill, I got the clique right thereNow you could get your ass drug around up in hereYou know I know the promoter, the pound's in hereAnd these my parts, you outta town out hereSlow it down, pump the brakes, get found out thereI'm push that melon, what the fuck's that smellin? (pussy)Thugs not thugs no more, they tellin (yeah)You did that time, but you not that felon (nah)Nigga kill the noise, your hammer not yellin.. your infra-red not beamin (nope)Y'all not eatin while your neck not gleaminWe don't give a fuck, flip for any ol' reasonJust for the fun have your bitch ass leakin[Lil Jon] Okay!!
[Chorus]
[Lil Jon]Y'all niggaz ain't gangstaAiyyo Prodigy, tell 'em what's up!
[Prodigy]Yeah, all I want is the money and y'all can keep them sloppy hoesMy calender's shows booked, I ain't got time yoGimme the cash, keep them beat up chicksMy bank bounce gotta stay thickYou know e'ry day I stay with, the latest gunsKeep those under our belts to blaze you upE'ry day we play with, the latest trucksWork that tip chronic on the porch wellDon't get rat-a-tat tatted up, it be a bad lookBe wettin your pants when bullets hit, mad shookDroppin your gun and
[Chorus 2X: Havoc] + (Lil Jon)Some, peo-ple run (yeah!)But, gang-stas don't (yeah!)Know my hammer stay cocked (yeah!)If, you, leave you crippled (hey!)
[Havoc]Now y'all know the deal why we up in here (uh-huh)Burn that ma, put it up in the air (c'mon)Ma got a phattie so I'm up in her earCause - these clowns wanna grill, I got the clique right thereNow you could get your ass drug around up in hereYou know I know the promoter, the pound's in hereAnd these my parts, you outta town out hereSlow it down, pump the brakes, get found out thereI'm push that melon, what the fuck's that smellin? (pussy)Thugs not thugs no more, they tellin (yeah)You did that time, but you not that felon (nah)Nigga kill the noise, your hammer not yellin.. your infra-red not beamin (nope)Y'all not eatin while your neck not gleaminWe don't give a fuck, flip for any ol' reasonJust for the fun have your bitch ass leakin[Lil Jon] Okay!!
[Chorus]
[Lil Jon]Y'all niggaz ain't gangstaAiyyo Prodigy, tell 'em what's up!
[Prodigy]Yeah, all I want is the money and y'all can keep them sloppy hoesMy calender's shows booked, I ain't got time yoGimme the cash, keep them beat up chicksMy bank bounce gotta stay thickYou know e'ry day I stay with, the latest gunsKeep those under our belts to blaze you upE'ry day we play with, the latest trucksWork that tip chronic on the porch wellDon't get rat-a-tat tatted up, it be a bad lookBe wettin your pants when bullets hit, mad shookDroppin your gun and
