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(Makaveli Talkin)<br /><br />You know what? When you said that last time<br />I was kind a trippin right, but now<br />your right, I am crazy<br />but you know what else? I dont give a fuck<br /><br />(Verse 1 Makaveli)<br />Check it out<br />Is it, money or women to funny beginnings, tragic endings<br />I can make a million and STILL not get enough of spending<br />And since my life is based on sinnin, I'm hellbound<br />Rather be buried than be worried, livin held down<br />My game plan to be trained heavy, military<br />Mind of a Thug Lord, sittin in the cemetary<br />Cryin, I've been lost since my adolescence, callin to Jesus<br />Ballin as a youngster, wonderin if he sees us<br />Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes<br />Livin in jail, this is hell, enemies die<br />Wonder when we all pass is anybody listenin?<br />Got my, hands on my semi shotty, everybody's bitchin<br />Please God can you understand me, bless my family<br />Guide us all, before we fall into insanity<br />I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin warlike<br />Drop some shit, to make these stupid bitches jaws tight<br /><br />(Chorus)<br />Go, niggas wanna get it on,lets fight!<br />i got some niggas in my click that make thay mother fucking jaws tight now<br />Go, niggas wanna get it on,les fight <br />i got some niggas in my click that make thay mother fucking jaws tight<br />(repeatX2)<br /><br />(Makaveli Talkin)<br />You gotta snatch some collars, and let them mother fuckers know <br />You that ?, remember, out<br /><br />(Verse 2 XZibit)<br />The love is lost,<br />The gloves is off so figure, <br />What side you tryna be on, the barrel or the trigger, <br />A gang of niggaz talking the talk,<br />But ain't walking the straight line,<br />They trying to hide behind the one time.<br />Fuck being scared and constantly with security,<br />I ain't afraid of whatever you faggots try to do to me,<br />Shoot at me, try to corner me, orderlies try to get at me, <br />Flip it like fake identities, sticking it to my enemies.<br />And have you running for ur motherfucking lives,<br />Till they put me in a courtroom fighting for mine,<br />The only reason I got foes that used to be friends,<br />When niggaz mumble under their breathe, I'm under thier skin.<br />I pray for the strength to handle what my city bring,<br />Better stand for something, or your bound to fall for anything,<br />The pitfalls, the pot holes, I spit flows that generate straight crack sales, we got those,<br />One hitter quitter split a nigga like a embryo, <br />Bring it to your crib, to your kids, to your vidoe shoot.<br />Give me the loot, my dudes all paid up,<br />The half assed getting rat packed and sprayed up,<br />You say "What?", speak up punk I can't hear you, <br />Your transparent, rentals rap, I'm seeing clear through, <br />Pray for my down fall, talk like hoes, <br />Mister Rap Rap the Gauge and kick in the door,<br />And motherfuckiers saying I can't rap no more, <br />Like one monkey gonna stop the show. <br />Lets go!
Letra nueva de la canción
(Makaveli Talkin)<br /><br />You know what? When you said that last time<br />I was kind a trippin right, but now<br />your right, I am crazy<br />but you know what else? I dont give a fuck<br /><br />(Verse 1 Makaveli)<br />Check it out<br />Is it, money or women to funny beginnings, tragic endings<br />I can make a million and STILL not get enough of spending<br />And since my life is based on sinnin, I'm hellbound<br />Rather be buried than be worried, livin held down<br />My game plan to be trained heavy, military<br />Mind of a Thug Lord, sittin in the cemetary<br />Cryin, I've been lost since my adolescence, callin to Jesus<br />Ballin as a youngster, wonderin if he sees us<br />Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes<br />Livin in jail, this is hell, enemies die<br />Wonder when we all pass is anybody listenin?<br />Got my, hands on my semi shotty, everybody's bitchin<br />Please God can you understand me, bless my family<br />Guide us all, before we fall into insanity<br />I make it a point, to make my peep bumpin warlike<br />Drop some shit, to make these stupid bitches jaws tight<br /><br />(Chorus)<br />Go, niggas wanna get it on,lets fight!<br />i got some niggas in my click that make thay mother fucking jaws tight now<br />Go, niggas wanna get it on,les fight <br />i got some niggas in my click that make thay mother fucking jaws tight<br />(repeatX2)<br /><br />(Makaveli Talkin)<br />You gotta snatch some collars, and let them mother fuckers know <br />You that ?, remember, out<br /><br />(Verse 2 XZibit)<br />The love is lost,<br />The gloves is off so figure, <br />What side you tryna be on, the barrel or the trigger, <br />A gang of niggaz talking the talk,<br />But ain't walking the straight line,<br />They trying to hide behind the one time.<br />Fuck being scared and constantly with security,<br />I ain't afraid of whatever you faggots try to do to me,<br />Shoot at me, try to corner me, orderlies try to get at me, <br />Flip it like fake identities, sticking it to my enemies.<br />And have you running for ur motherfucking lives,<br />Till they put me in a courtroom fighting for mine,<br />The only reason I got foes that used to be friends,<br />When niggaz mumble under their breathe, I'm under thier skin.<br />I pray for the strength to handle what my city bring,<br />Better stand for something, or your bound to fall for anything,<br />The pitfalls, the pot holes, I spit flows that generate straight crack sales, we got those,<br />One hitter quitter split a nigga like a embryo, <br />Bring it to your crib, to your kids, to your vidoe shoot.<br />Give me the loot, my dudes all paid up,<br />The half assed getting rat packed and sprayed up,<br />You say "What?", speak up punk I can't hear you, <br />Your transparent, rentals rap, I'm seeing clear through, <br />Pray for my down fall, talk like hoes, <br />Mister Rap Rap the Gauge and kick in the door,<br />And motherfuckiers saying I can't rap no more, <br />Like one monkey gonna stop the show. <br />Lets go!
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