Lil' Jon - Real Gangstaz скачать mp3

This some of that real gangsta motherfuckin' shit, nigga Yeah, for all the real niggaz out there You know what I'm talkin' 'bout? Like my motherfuckin' East Coast niggaz My motherfuckin' Dirty South niggaz And my motherfuckin' West Coast niggaz, let's go Some people run but gangstas don't Know my hammer stay cocked If you leave, you crippled Some people run but gangstas don't Know my hammer stay cocked If you leave, you crippled Now y'all know the deal why we up in here Burn that ma, put it up in the air Ma got a phattie, so, I'm up in her ear These clowns wanna grill, I got the clique right there Now, you could get your ass drug around up in here You know I know the promoter, the pound's in here And these my parts, you outta town out here Slow it down, pump the brakes, get found out there I'm push that melon, what the fuck's that smellin'? Thugs not thugs no more, they tellin' You did that time, but you not that felon Nigga, kill the noise, your hammer not yellin' Your infra-red not beamin' Y'all not eatin' while your neck not gleamin' We don't give a fuck, flip for any ol' reason Just for the fun have your bitch ass leakin', okay Some people run but gangstas don't Know my hammer stay cocked If you leave, you crippled Some people run but gangstas don't Know my hammer stay cocked If you leave, you crippled Yeah, all I want is the money and y'all can keep them sloppy hoes My calender's shows booked, I ain't got time, yo Gimme the cash, keep them beat up chicks My bank bounce gotta stay thick You know e'ry day I stay with, the latest guns Keep those under our belts to blaze you up E'ry day we play with the latest trucks Work that tip chronic on the porch well Don't get rat-a-tat tatted up, it be a bad look Be wettin' your pants when bullets hit, mad shook Droppin' your gun and all that, you mad puss 34 shell cases fall in one push You get beaten and battered up, y'all little chain snapped We still takin' 'em, fuck it, let the team have it Be droppin' your drinks, trippin' on things scramblin' It be chaos when guns ring at him, okay Some people run but gangstas don't Know my hammer stay cocked If you leave, you crippled Some people run but gangstas don't Know my hammer stay cocked If you leave, you crippled Aight, it's 'bout to get real ugly in this motherfuckin' club I need to see nothin' but the real gangsta Niggaz and bitches on the dance floor We gon' crank this motherfucker up We need to see all y'all now motherfuckers doin' this shit Hey, put your middle finger up, motherfucker Put your middle finger up, motherfucker Put your middle finger up, motherfucker Put your middle finger up, motherfucker Put your middle finger up, fuck you nigga Put your middle finger up, fuck you nigga Put your middle finger up, fuck you bitch Put your middle finger up, fuck you bitch Some people run but gangstas don't Know my hammer stay cocked If you leave, you crippled Some people run but gangstas don't Know my hammer stay cocked If you leave, you crippled