Bring it Ta Ya — текст песни (Dope Game (Jacka, Husalah, Keak Da Sneak)

[Jacka]
The Jack is here
And it`s hard to relax and do time
I`m a make it
We receivin` them plaques
See these snitches on paper
Work releasin` the facts
Lil` niggaz in the peace
It`s a struggle for blacks
20 bricks on my hands
I can`t juggle wit that
I fuck around keep the shit
And get smother for that
Yeah block shit
Somethin` like Pac shit
You got the nine but I doubt you ever rock shit

[Husalah]
Man I`m so dope
Man I`ve been crowned the champ
That`s why I lamp
Me and yo wife have sex till she catch a cramp
Then I slide out the waist
Hit the jaw raw
She caught fish paws on my balls
Clamp dummy yo
Wrappin` crack money
So I act funny on a ho
He too good, he too hood
His sock`s dirty
No bitch then it`s off white Gucci pimps
Wit the old man`s roll
For my British Knight`s and Gucci loafs
Get it right, this Hus Christ [Jesus]
I`m back baby
Slap crazy, black ladies
Wit no……..?

[Keak Da Sneak]
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba Sneak Balboa in ya
Feddy game I`m not a Taliban soldier
The champ is here
Yeah baby it`s me
Niggaz get millions I`m a knock that ass out for free
Smash ya then smear you wit the shield wipers
I don`t know you but you lovin` me, still don`t like you
Back on the road like hitch hikers
Hyphy that mean hyper
Drinkin`, smokin`…?

[B.A]
Yo I roll wit champs
Roller`s who toke the mac`s
The game is colder
Can`t squirt the rats
Way in Oakland where the turf is cracked
Mostly black
You can`t come in singles
Ma it`s mostly racks
Then I pose in packs
When the rock wit the pipes swanger, dyke banger
Serve a cock, make her change up
Whack rappers step ya game up
Flowless wanksta
Kazi spray chumps wit out the kater

[Verstyle]
…….and the mac tucked under the denim
If you a pimp why ya cake wit ya hoes nigga sell `em
I got a different gat for every day of the week
Malibu brains blowed, tec under my seat
Two 40 cal`s in the stash box tucked in my jeep
Getting` brains in the studio fuckin` wit Keak
I`m 21, name a youngsta who be fuckin` wit me
Box Chev wit the gauge on the side of my beat

[Husalah]
Nigga I don`t rap for whack
Crack for crack
Tell a bitch that`s the zip of the ass crack
Bitch that`s the pack
Pass the map, we on a road trip
My post it
Soon as we stop
I`m a smash the front
Pass the back
Ask Jack he had the Lac
We was back to back
He touched down wit 12 rounds
Nigga I had the mac
To get liggidy loose wit
My crew`s sick
Two zips is crumbs
I rock in wit true bricks
Spilled two clips
And killed two tricks
Then we bone out
Whole town lockdown
Whole vagina all blown out

-=Husalah talking=-
You know what I`m sayin`
Whole vagina`s blown out
That`s how we leaves y`all



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