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(We gangsta daddy!) <br /> <br />[Sean T] <br />Yuh! <br />I´m sippin on that ´notiq the color of Hulk man <br />And the blueberry smoke got a nigga twerkin <br />You niggaz is perkin - so you doin it big? <br />You roll deep but when I see you it´s just you and your kids <br />I roll sick, my rims feel like helicopter propellers <br />And my pockets run deep like a Mercer teller <br />Haters trip when they see the whip dippin by <br />The paint on it change like the I-95 <br />I´m just Clyde, without the Bonnie, I got the hollowpoint <br />heat for you niggaz and the po´ for the mamis <br />Sean Gotti, I´m puttin an end to camraderie <br />I´m lettin off heat, ´til them eyes get watery <br />Some gon´ ricochet, some gon´ hit, y´all gon´ get ´em <br />Fluids gon´ disperse out like refreshin club serum <br />I´m deadly as bite venom but I´m far from a snake <br />I´ll hit you up on your birthday while you cuttin your cake <br /> <br />[Chorus: The Game] <br />We gangsters nigga; you see the cars, the whips <br />The chains, the fuckin broads we with <br />We gangsters nigga; we´ll come through your hood <br />a hundred deep and empty the whole clip <br />We gangsters nigga; we got guns for the beef <br />And my niggaz´ll put you under the street <br />We gangsters nigga; so you better watch what you say <br />´Fore I empty the whole glock in your face <br /> <br />[Sean T] <br />Streets is tough, but ain´t no hopscotch lines on the ground <br />Just burner shells, and police siren sounds <br />Niggaz know who I am in the town; it ain´t a circus <br />But it might as well be, cause you know I´ma clown <br />I´m a terrain boss, I know most niggaz envious dawg <br />And if a nigga owe me change you better give me it dawg <br />If you feelin like you wanna leap, make like a frog <br />You niggaz lame, transparent like Wonder Woman´s plane <br />I´m a stunna in this game, a federal figure <br />Blowin doj´ in the hummer, 50 K on my fingers <br />I´m like a NASCAR winner poppin Mo´ and Bill{?} <br />D-Squad don´t give a fuck about nobody else <br />I pull a {?} to contain your whole, clique for hours <br />The end result will probably be, pinewood and flowers <br />So I´ll advise you deduct your QP´s and powder <br />We gangsters and we jackin cowards (yup!) <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[Sean T] <br />S.T. nigga D-Squad, G.G.D <br />Don´t get it twisted motherfucker yeah we do creep <br />We ride out thug, shit we don´t die <br />We lay low like mechanics tryin to fix up rides <br />A lot of cats say I´m sick in the head, when I anger it´s on <br />Poodles gon´ be up missin or dead <br />I chop haters up, like an old-ass sample <br />Or creep through your village, like Stallone in "Rambo" <br />I´m like piranhas on red meat, I´m on you niggaz <br />You afros? Then I guess I got to comb you niggaz <br />So break bread, when you see me dawg hit the flo´ <br />I´m like a nigga off the X, unpredicta-ble <br />Imitators always hollerin how gangsta they is <br />But got about as much courage as the Lion in "The Wiz" <br />Shit I´m into pullin shanks on you fake Jake cats <br />Me and my burner hold it down man we go way back <br /> <br />[Chorus]
Letra nueva de la canción
(We gangsta daddy!) <br /> <br />[Sean T] <br />Yuh! <br />I´m sippin on that ´notiq the color of Hulk man <br />And the blueberry smoke got a nigga twerkin <br />You niggaz is perkin - so you doin it big? <br />You roll deep but when I see you it´s just you and your kids <br />I roll sick, my rims feel like helicopter propellers <br />And my pockets run deep like a Mercer teller <br />Haters trip when they see the whip dippin by <br />The paint on it change like the I-95 <br />I´m just Clyde, without the Bonnie, I got the hollowpoint <br />heat for you niggaz and the po´ for the mamis <br />Sean Gotti, I´m puttin an end to camraderie <br />I´m lettin off heat, ´til them eyes get watery <br />Some gon´ ricochet, some gon´ hit, y´all gon´ get ´em <br />Fluids gon´ disperse out like refreshin club serum <br />I´m deadly as bite venom but I´m far from a snake <br />I´ll hit you up on your birthday while you cuttin your cake <br /> <br />[Chorus: The Game] <br />We gangsters nigga; you see the cars, the whips <br />The chains, the fuckin broads we with <br />We gangsters nigga; we´ll come through your hood <br />a hundred deep and empty the whole clip <br />We gangsters nigga; we got guns for the beef <br />And my niggaz´ll put you under the street <br />We gangsters nigga; so you better watch what you say <br />´Fore I empty the whole glock in your face <br /> <br />[Sean T] <br />Streets is tough, but ain´t no hopscotch lines on the ground <br />Just burner shells, and police siren sounds <br />Niggaz know who I am in the town; it ain´t a circus <br />But it might as well be, cause you know I´ma clown <br />I´m a terrain boss, I know most niggaz envious dawg <br />And if a nigga owe me change you better give me it dawg <br />If you feelin like you wanna leap, make like a frog <br />You niggaz lame, transparent like Wonder Woman´s plane <br />I´m a stunna in this game, a federal figure <br />Blowin doj´ in the hummer, 50 K on my fingers <br />I´m like a NASCAR winner poppin Mo´ and Bill{?} <br />D-Squad don´t give a fuck about nobody else <br />I pull a {?} to contain your whole, clique for hours <br />The end result will probably be, pinewood and flowers <br />So I´ll advise you deduct your QP´s and powder <br />We gangsters and we jackin cowards (yup!) <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[Sean T] <br />S.T. nigga D-Squad, G.G.D <br />Don´t get it twisted motherfucker yeah we do creep <br />We ride out thug, shit we don´t die <br />We lay low like mechanics tryin to fix up rides <br />A lot of cats say I´m sick in the head, when I anger it´s on <br />Poodles gon´ be up missin or dead <br />I chop haters up, like an old-ass sample <br />Or creep through your village, like Stallone in "Rambo" <br />I´m like piranhas on red meat, I´m on you niggaz <br />You afros? Then I guess I got to comb you niggaz <br />So break bread, when you see me dawg hit the flo´ <br />I´m like a nigga off the X, unpredicta-ble <br />Imitators always hollerin how gangsta they is <br />But got about as much courage as the Lion in "The Wiz" <br />Shit I´m into pullin shanks on you fake Jake cats <br />Me and my burner hold it down man we go way back <br /> <br />[Chorus]
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