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Yo, get at him, at him. I think Yo, come on. Yo Stick, we need to get A car, still. Get a car, nigga. There's a car right wheels, we need some wheels. Car right here, man. We'll get in that shit. Yo, roll it up, man. Open the door. Get the fuck out of here. Nigga. that shit out. I'm in, I'm in. Come on in, come on, man. Hurry the fuck up, man. Get in, nigga. There's no sunshine in the city Check it out. That's the way it's going down. People can't even find Get past him. Fuck that. fuck that shit, come on. Yo, come on. It started, man, we all right. We all right. There's no sunshine I roll with purse snatchers, Dread heads and trespassers Incriminators and parole Violators I raided with regulators, Invaders and instigators Plus the procrastinators, For the retaliators Broken and home burglaries, Party with murderers They're no big realists, I sold Coke with dope dealers Ash and stash dealers, Or rash they catch peelers The time behind bars, Riding in stolen cars Forty deuce, six, Boozing hard, rolling large Pickpockets that pick, Pistol packers, the bitch smackers Back of the alley Attackers, waiting for the crackas Smugglers, Muggers from the gutters with rug cutters Running up On niggas for quarter levers Or whatevers Chain Takers, train hoppers, clockers, watch watchers Cops And robbers, the kiddies, counterfeits, quitties Money gettes, for feeters with heaters, the beaters The speeders and two-seaters Contesters and crime Confessors, yeah, prayer pressures Our guess is as Good as yours, while niggas be taking drawers Rapists and zipper rippers, fake rappers and over Actors Bottle throwers, the Buddha growers, high Rollers, cigar smoke blowers Rollers with players, Slashers, blasters, crusaders Always soliciters, Rolling out on project visitors Schemers and Scandalous, the dreamers, the panhandlers Ready to Run up and rock a fella Put the Glock To the teller and tell him, "Bitch give me The money and hurry up" the fuck on the Floor. Yo, fuck that. Yo son, you got the loot? Come on, let's Go, man. Fuck that. Hurry up, Come on. That's the way is To me, USG living is One gigantic ring of concealing Double dealing, Drug fiending, selling and scheming On the next Beam, fleeing from the cops, court proceedings Illegal operating, law violating and death Escalating We all need our thoughts straightened But We can't be tolerating, man, that's frustrating That's why we be demonstrating How we be law Breaking, cash taking, drug juggling Hand to hand, Standing lookout Many struck out to keep from Struggling Embezzling, extorting, manslaughter and Assaulting Mass shootings, snuff stabbings, gang Shooting and females boosting For child supporting Or self-done abortion Everything costing, We all lusting for this fortune So we'll still Be rowdy and rioting and looting And regrouping, Until we see some laws improving It'll be mad Human deletion seeking completion My 'Cause every Day is killing season the way Yo, fuck That. Oh, Oh, Let's go. That's the way it is Pledge allegiance to the Streets And playing God with the creation Of this Pitiful earth that's filled with temptation Birth Was my invitation, death will be my initiation I Just got off probation, so wish me congratulations But I'm under investigation for psychic evaluation Facing incarceration, isolation over some color Discrimination So need the participation of the Caucasian assassination Time is wasting, it's a Sticky situation Trying to stop our reproduction, To kill off our population And it's no exaggeration, So who is in association With the nigga retaliation And needs in total cooperation We're in hours of Desperation and for your information The Confrontation will be fought by The younger Generation 'Cause we got determination and all we Need is organization So I use my concentration with A Gyp Coe education 'Cause if history repeats Itself, your destination's the plantation To Overcome this observation depends upon the Communication Then without an explanation or Hesitation, to have a reservation To be lynched, From a tree for decoration So because these Glorifications, we need to make some alterations Let's begin with the manipulation of this whole Goddamn nation Or it's time for more medications, So that's the end the conversation
Onyx — Purse Snatchaz
«Purse Snatchaz» — Onyx. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 4:08. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
