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Royce da 5’9” feat. Bow Tie & Polar Bear
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Yeah
Royce 5-9
My nigga Bow Tie
My nigga C
Six July
Gangsta, what
Gangsta what, uh
Gangsta
Niggas is gangsta, yo
I'm out here all day
From when you hear the sounds of the car skiddin to start dickin
Gangsta from start to finish, what's up
Never sociable, nigga we too disposable
If I get close to you it's probably to dispose of you quicker
Go 'head, try somethin, live or die by these numbers
I'd rather live paralyzed than to die runnin, you feel it
Stay out his path, he's chaotic and mad
Pull a K out and blast, and treat everyday like his last
I'm just a street nigga rhymin some words
Dabble in the finest of furs, cowboy minus the spurs
And saddle, prefered for battle, most deserved
And highest level of cowboy status is not from herdin cattle
One strange guy, I'm, nuttin like you mayn
Guns all look the same to the untrained eye
Easy to find, tell me how a guerilla can hide
The realest nigga breathin, ain't no nigga realer alive
Y'all niggas in trouble
Y'all niggas in trouble
Y'all niggas in trouble
Y'all niggas in trouble
Y'all niggas in trouble
Y'all niggas in trouble
Y'all niggas in trouble
Y'all niggas in trouble
It's the black Elmer Fudd, fuck a mansion and a yacht
I got a project buildin, weed runnin on the block
A sweet tooth for chronic, shit got me speakin in ebonics
Killa cracker, respect me for my talent
Sniff 'em out like a bloodhound
Like they bag mills out in Vegas on the Greyhound
I never plead guilty, come to court filthy
Lawyer drunk off Henny, parole violators with me
And still I walk cause it's real
Take they ass to trial then they lose a quarter mil'
Now that's a deal, filthy rich at it's best
Love hell or right with a seven on my chest
I come, real street knowledge, boulevard trade school
Paid dues, niggas know I honor the rules
Left no clues, X found, case is closed
While you go against the grain, with a plane of foes
Take that slang to go, with the rubber handle steel
Spit dum dums at labels with a 50-50 deal
Explode to your guts, that part left hollow
Show the world your nuts, I'm the hoodlum role model
To all the competition that'll follow
Just remember damage to the 99th power
No one knows the hour, that the Bow will strike
Took the sword from Hitler, that they stuck in Christ
Now who's nice?
Y'all niggas in trouble
Y'all niggas in trouble
Y'all niggas in trouble
Y'all niggas in trouble
Y'all niggas in trouble
Y'all niggas in trouble
Y'all niggas in trouble
Y'all niggas in trouble
Yo, you see the pressure's too hot, when you rush my flows
I got, three for 25, rhymes flip like blows
But you never heard this voice it's Big C from the state
Where we pimp hustle hard, bang it out for the weight
Eyes wide, cause me and my niggas organize crime
You either get it in the street, or runnin from the jail lines
My game's at command, I show the world my status
It's filthy to the death blastin black automatics
You niggas talk pain, here well catch these shells
23 Hours on lockdown, without your cell
I know it sounds sick, when you deal in this form
My city the home where the killers is born
Close capture, east and west now that you have to
Leave a little room for this midwest rapture
And there's no endin, to the words I spit
I sacrifice my soul for this filthy rich shit
Y'all niggas in trouble
Y'all niggas in trouble
Y'all niggas in trouble
Y'all niggas in trouble
Y'all niggas in trouble
Y'all niggas in trouble
Y'all niggas in trouble
Y'all niggas in trouble
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Y'all niggas know it's trouble
Know what I'm sayin?
I got my Detroit niggas
I got my New York niggas
I'm a Chi-Town nigga
And it's goin down for the new millenium motherfuckers