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Gossip(Remix)
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THIS BEAT WAS NOT PRODUCED BY ME, ALL LYRICS ARE ORIGINAL AND WERE WRITTEN BY SHAQUAN ADAMS
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Genre
Beats Rap
Charts
Peak #3,118
Peak in subgenre #966
Author
Da Truth
Uploaded
March 22, 2009
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MP3 3.1 MB 128 kbps 3:24
Lyrics
Verse 1: A young nigga got bars Sicker then a new born asian baby that got sars Niggas think they sick cuz they ride in them hot cars And now everybody thinks that they are freakin’ rockstars.. But imma bring em down to earth like a shuttle Cuz all this faggot mess kinda got a nigga puzzeled So im sittin here thinking with my mindful set forces My hand on my chin like the Malcolm X portrait.. But then I realize that im one of the “last real niggaz alive” So move ova Nas and Maino… That is not a shot so as long as they know.. That I got respect for them dudes and they flows.. I aint gon stress it, im jus gon wreck shit This is clean cut, no subliminal message I do not have a criminal record.. But I do have a rap sheet for tryin’ to leave ya girls naked… Verse 2: Im not a player of a pimp, but im a ladies man Spit crack like uncooked raw, im talking 80 grams I wouldn’t write for you niggaz if u paid me man Sike na, im lyin’ out my ass… gimme 80 grand I aint spittin gangsta shit.. so resume ya frontin Shoot ya gun, a BANG flag comes out like a cartoon or sumtin.. “Aint neva caught a body” ass nigga.. Elmer Fudd fake ass shotty ass nigga…. Yall know that I’ll murk dude.. Wish death upon u dudes like Hamlet, cuz u a bitch like Gertrum But enuff of the tuff talking… Cuz ive neva left the barrel of a gun sparkin… Neva even had to go around my hood hawkin’ But still and all im a sergeant 5 star general… and I aint a blood nietha.. Or a crip, my words predict the future like a palm reader Verse 3: My arsenal is every spoken word in the English language If u aint neva met defeat, well you can get acquainted Every word is like a picture painted You can say my saliva holds acid, cuz the spits is dangerous Holla at me on wax, if u want slaughter Cuz imma beast like Lebron in the 4th Quarter Got trouble wit ya confidence? I can flaunt for ya.. My tracks bang like the gavel in a court order I assault with the flows, get from around it Beat the track up like Rihanna, Chris Brown It.. Make you ass “Run It” to “Rehab” One punch in the flows, is bout as equal to 103 jabs Smooth as Nowitzki on a turn-away fade.. So why u niggas askin if I hear what they say? The only thing I heard, was they gay.. So id hate to turn this lil record into a segway…
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