Представляем точный текст композиции "Gotta Have It" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Beanie Sigel . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Gotta Have It» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Beanie Sigel передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Beanie Sigel - "Gotta Have It"
Lyrics to Gotta Have It : (feat. Peedi Crack, Twista) [Intro - Peedi Crack] P., P. Crack Cocaine B., B. Mack is back Chad, Chad West on track [Chorus 1 - Peedi Crack] I Gotta Have It! Shot out to my b-boy Beans And my S.P. chain gang, doin the damn thing I Gotta Have It! Dont forget my boogie with beam That keep me in good health and kill ya, yamean' [Verse 1 - Peedi Crack] Chain gang, gang bang, let my middle finger hang Aint nothin changed my name, P. Crack Cocaine (P. Crack Cocaine) Relapse, I stay zapped, my urine aint clean No one to blame but Peedi and a nigga I mean (nigga I mean) Ten stacks, Crack come to the club and do the thing You aint got that, Im in the crib fixin my bricks Style back, thats the method-zine About to get your four stressed So I can whip back on the whole sixteenth [Chorus 1] [Verse 2 - Beanie Sigel] B. Mack, seat back, S.P. intact You see me with Crack, we strapped Whats the reason for that' (Whats the reason for that') (I Gotta Have It!) I need that, that Philly-boy clap Hit you niggas in your back, send the rest in your hat (send the rest in your hat) Stay strapped with the mack, with the hoodie too tall stack The aim all that, when I flame you get all that (you get all that) Me Boy Mack fuck with cracks since tall cats (Its the chain gang!) Gang bang! I suggest yall fall back [Chorus 2 - Twista and Peedi Crack] I Gotta Have It! Shot out to my boy B. Sige And the S.P. chain gang for doin the damn thing I Gotta Have It! Dont forget the rrring rrring That keep me in good health and kill ya, yamean' [Verse 3 - Peedi Crack] Chain gang, lickey with the ban Quickly spit it rrring Sickey Rickey get his ziggy bang Snitchin on the gang (gang) Dont forget you get that Uncle Midi Get him for his chain Simply give him a chitty bang, sit him in a cling (cling) No name, no blame, Mack 10 no aim Hi-lo, rhino, put your body in pain No play no games, fore blow your brain Bo range me after the show, you know of course I Gotta Have my... [Chorus 1] [Verse 4 - Beanie Sigel] State Prop click and pop hit you niggas with the glock Catch a nigga whippin in the kitchen cookin in the pot Pursue it then might crack you (smack you), hit him with the glock (When you hear that!) Then you know here come the cops What up, wait, stop, fuck the cops! Got the baby uzi whop, turn your cruiser to a drop (cruiser to a drop) Get off the block fore SWAT surround the spot We be locked in a box, three hots and a cot (I cant have it!) [Chorus 2] [Verse 5 - Twista] The may-or of Chi, this aint even aint no kings and queens Fixin to hurt from us when you jerk us, we Merciless like Ming Twista and Beanie greedy like Peedi make the gun go rrring When you look at the thing, give me the bling Hand me the chain and the ring Baller in the bubble, blowin bubble, always actin up When trouble feel the double barrell of a double platnium thug Clappin, ready for some action, and Im going to empty the crib I rep for the Roc and the State Property clique Homey, you cant do shit Throw a finger up, give me love, Remi in the club When they see these thug, in a circle, snort the 50s up Range Rov, 24 inch, blacked out bulbs Blows fast, but hit your ho slow with the soul pole Creeping on niggas trying to test me in the black drop top Pull up and let the booper go bop, bop-bop Treat you, in the wind, to my borough, blowin on my back And do the same to any nigga thats tryna take what I got I Cant Have It! [Outro - Peedi Crack] Its gettin, its gettin, its gettin kind of hectic Its gettin, its gettin, its gettin kind of hectic Its gettin, its gettin, its gettin kind of hectic Its gettin, its gettin, its gettin kind of hectic Se pone, se pone, se pone muy difcil Se pone, se pone, se pone muy difcil Se pone, se pone, se pone muy difcil Se pone, se pone, se pone muy difcil Chain gang, gang bang P., P., P., P. Crack Cocaine B., B. Mack is back Chad, Chad West on track Now lets go! [ Gotta Have It Lyrics ]
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