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Say blood, heh-heh, what's happening?
What you mean blood? I got what you need (Pusha
man nigga!)
Go around this corner with me real quick (ohh!)
(Fuck you thought?) Oh shit, watch out for thug
(Pusha man)
Man you got to be cool blood
Gotta feel you right here, niggaz down for
whatever
[Joe Budden]
Everybody's so gangsta gangsta, tell me how you
do it
Keep the façade that real when you not that
real, that's real!
The strip is hot so I don't hear my foes beefin
That's tellin me that I bought all these burners
for no reason
Come, get me thug I walk with a mini teeny tiny
eeny weeny snub
And real niggaz give me love
Besides, don't make me feel like you threaten my
life God (why?)
I go and cop somethin that only come with a
Tripod
(And the) Old school is puff puff, pass the spark
up
And white kids got high, off of magic marker
Back when 40s was liquor (but now) now shorties
is bigger
They wanna be down, y'all wannabe clowns, get a
grip homes
Blastin the tool, you out of character dude
You not a felon or rider, you a fellow subscriber
Who is you tellin them lies to, don't push it to
a limit
to mimic you benefiting to what, the gimmicks up,
BLAH
[Chorus]
When shit get thick, clips start to spit (pusha
man)
Push work wait wet and dipstick (pusha man)
You need product, I'ma be there, con of the year
Fuck givin my word, I solemnly swear
Swear to hold your fort - I solemnly swear
Keep a straight face in court - I said I solemnly
swear
It's pusha man - incognito from the feds in the
precinct
I solemnly swear to this game I pledge my
allegiance
[Joe Budden]
Uhh.. it's killin me soft, jokers is actin like
they really the boss
With a Milli Vanilli award cause they really a
fraud
Milli's applaud if you ain't really my dawg
I crack Phillies with broads but now I'm sober
they don't feel me no more
And G.P.s and V.I.P.s
I be O-T in D.C. with O-Zs so my time's up like
O.C.
Uhh, when I hustle they thought that I went soft
Cause y'all jerked them for the price, I took
twenty percent off
I don't drive I like shotguns, never pulled L's
I like shotguns, hate .22's I like shotguns
Non-descrip's talkin bout they got guns
Like tecs 4-5s and shotguns, really they never
shot guns
Go 'head act like a gangsta claim to clap like a
gangsta
It's all good fellas, now he rap like a gangsta
Hate me or love me, dap me or slug me
Scream FUCK ME but when things get ugly I get
gully
[Chorus]
[Joe Budden]
Look, a cock nina should get me a hot beamer
Settin up shop in the suburbs, I'm gettin that
white cream that Noxema
I'm good at duckin the cops subpoena
Cats is shook when alone but come tough when the
cops are between us
Stash house was never empty, had the cracks on UP
Soprano came to see me, got barritoned UP
Had clientele crazy, every borough I hustled
Remember back in the day when you had to be
thorough to hustle?
Cats hustle to feed they kin
Now every combo with a package to try to pitch
for some sneakers and Timbs
Shit back in the day, niggaz looked at jail like
school
Now new jacks is spittin bout jail like it's cool
(dawg)
That ain't gangsta, I don't believe that, you
don't believe it yourself
Gangsta's real, gangsta speaks for itself
A lot of gangstas is lifers and they gone right
now
So fag cats is screamin gangsta, something's
wrong right now
[Chorus]
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