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Текст песни «Gangsta Boogie» от Crips

Представляем точный текст композиции "Gangsta Boogie" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Crips . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Gangsta Boogie» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Crips передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.

Crips - "Gangsta Boogie"

Lyrics to Gangsta Boogie : [TWIN LOC] Gotta watch my back to see these niggas got it fucked up But I keep my heater on me daily, nigga whats up' Youre fucked up! Then put these shells with the .9 Nina Releasin vapors on that ass like Biz This like not misdemenaour So take notes I skit throats up of a rhyme byter Bump your bitch Just spliff her on em all nighter Gangsta haters Cant stand to see me comin With this Tec-9 creepin nigga and straight up dumpin Now lets roll Until you loose control Steady reachin for the sky watch this game unfold For this real Eastside Rida man, its all about that cheddar Tryin to live my life better Tryin to buy them fly sweaters Throw the Macs in the cut Keep it right, keep it strong tight Never loose my head as I be dead keep my game right In the city theres no pity So I exercise my game Better watch your front cause I be back Crippin it up again Up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie To the rhythm of the streets it dont stop I say up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie To the rhythm of the streets it dont stop I say up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie To the rhythm of the streets it dont stop I say up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie To the rhythm of the streets it dont stop [MAC-11] Lord have mercy on the young black I shoot up shit with the Tec then where my pride at' My will is empty all I do is pose Im daydreamin Ive seen it all but couldnt tell you what life mean Whats my purpose' Whats a city, hittin and hurt and suffer I show no love for these Busta-ass motherfuckers Convicted fellow a criminal mind that they cant get a job So when Im home we do our starve to death row or robs Oh my god I only call on you when I need ya You know a nigga get you high back before he feature The only child runnin wild still on parole I got a son he dont know me And hes 12 years old Sadness and madness, they hurt me in the worst ways The Jury say I missed all my son birthdays Moment of silence means quiet on the fuckin set Lord please dont let my son walk my footsteps He couldnt handle it He sees to many crucifice Plus he got to be proud of his friends high and close his eye And bless his momma, shes a money hungry lyin rat Didnt mean to call her that But damn thats how the fuck she act Ive been locked down for three long whole summers Fuck the block they test a motherfuckin phone number Im needin help but cant did it from a damned soul But the homie And they just gave him life without parole Lord have mercy [BIG FREEZE] For sure when I bust verbally '''' label me a threat to society Maybe its because I spit with force Or Im too Underground of being seen in their Source - Magazine But well of course I take one of those game machine Fullies With the 15 round clip and an infrared beam Crime scene Knowin fellas death strugglers A gathors representer by players, killers and hustlers, now bust He be down stomped out and jacked Act city by '' tellin you Watts niggas its like that and fat I dont know no more niggas like my niggas old schools squads Rhyme besides the robbers with the 50 Caliber Semi-automatics cant stop Refused to quit we gotta let these busters have it Strategly seem shared dreams in infrared beams Screamin breakin the demons Trying to step by all means And I know Ima have to pop just to protect my turf Or be a bitch and trying to cream wind up in the hearse Oh no, now Freeze I keeps it real no faking Cause the hoods for death loc I just cant shake this is talent We was raised by Gs From the good old days Laced with this gangsterizm just playin these cold ways How crime pays and fully Ks mean power Trippin a few 'island' in that ass some lead shower And that jump the more death More tape empty shells and my soul might Burn in hell I cant tell you to outcome cause I dont know But one thing I know for sure was everybody gots to go I say up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie To the rhythm of the streets it dont stop I say up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie To the rhythm of the streets it dont stop I say up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie To the rhythm of the streets it dont stop I say up jump tha Boogie to the Gang Bang Boogie To the rhythm of the streets it dont stop... [ Gangsta Boogie Lyrics ]

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