D-3 Niggaz — текст песни (Freestyle Kingz)

[Ake]
I won`t stop I won`t quit, till these niggaz admit
That I`m the shit, platinum placks everytime that I spit
I`m on this mic and on a mission, cause I gotta get mine
And if a nigga try to stop it, then he gotta lay down
See I`m like the Clipse, cause I stay on my grind
Everytime I fall up, niggaz stop and rewind
I`m still that Dirty 3rd Nigga, that squeeze Dirty 3rd triggers
And if you ask me what I`m bout, I tell the world I`m bout my figures
Fuck you haters, y`all ain`t nothing but mini men
I`m trying to keep my shit folding, while you stack your fin`s man
And I ain`t even playing, yeah I`m down with my killas
Yes in person it be like, that`s the wrecking poo-poo realer
It`s the thousand dollar spenders, your body on the curb
You can`t get in my car with drank, or you`ll waste all your syrup
I be so hard, people be like Ake a vet
Don`t ask them whisperings, they can`t hear the shit and I wreck
I never spit whack, man don`t make Ake a tech
But when Ake a tech nigga, you better be way back
Or you`ll get hit by the mack, and I ain`t talking about 10
I`m talking bout my gun, do you wanna meet my little friend

[Tite]
Ake it`s in my bloodline, that`s why I spit so raw
And I done lost my best friend, due to a nigga he fought
I seen some shit, that most cats just rap about
And I done felt pain, I`m still trying to factor out
Streets is real, sometimes these streets`ll kill
But at the same time, these streets is how you eat your meals
Hustled the block, to make it cause the times is hard
The only peace a nigga get, is the time with the Lord
I often pray, for something just to better my way
Feeling Pac when he spoke, about a better day
I gotta get it dog, cause ain`t nobody giving handouts
And if you got it, I`ma take you and your man out
Nigga the hood is my life, the hood is my life
I`m a fiend, and this hood is my pipe
See I done been through hell, and I done been through jail
Most of my life, was broke without I been through mail
I done smoked the weed, and I done sipped the drank
All I know is cutting dope, trying to flip this bank
That`s why I move, like a real G suppose to
You want proof, then motherfucker I can show you

[Chalie]
This is for you hateeeeers, let me tell you
You gotta sin, and I done smell you
One on one is cool, but if you talking bout jumping
I`ll act a fool, but until then what I`ma do
Is sit on the sideline, my time yes I`m about mine
Until my name is brought up, in a situation
Present yourself, I`ma get up swang up
Cock back and bust, and put a dent in your head
Don`t hold your breath, I`m only throwing stones
At a pack of wolves, if you get hit bitch then bring it dog
Well just speaking of chrome, or using verbal tones
It really don`t matter, cause it`s gonna burn in your bones
My zone and section is filled
With haters and chrome, and plexing but still
I try to maintain, possession of skill
So that I may gain perfection, and that`s reeeeeal

(*talking*)
Yeah, Big Rob the Rhino
FK2K3, real man



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