Представляем точный текст композиции "Tha Next Niggaz" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Dave Bing . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Tha Next Niggaz» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Dave Bing передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Dave Bing - "Tha Next Niggaz"
Lyrics to Tha Next Niggaz : (feat. Caddillac Tah, Chink Santana, Crooked I, Dave Bing) Cmon D roll, lets go Yeah, sup motherfuckers' Its your nigga Irv Gotti on the motherfuckin check in Me and my nigga sug came to bring ya the new niggaz, the next niggaz Eastwood, Crooked I, Ronnie Bumps, Dave Bing, Black Child, Caddilac Tah Santana tell these niggaz what the fuck is up [Chorus] Pain, yall really pressin yall luck if you tryin to bring it to us My niggaz dont play Like them nallies in them Cadillac Trucks For whoever ready to bust, We all about pain Is red run and my niggaz stay high (Its the roll for life) We all about butts and fuckin them sluts ma [Eastwood] Nigga put your motherfuckin hands up I bang a roll when its a stick-up Double when Im in the pick-up And tie your loud mouth bitch up Listen we came for murder so Im aimin to kill Aimin the steel, cock it back and show me the real I get high in the moonlight My brains so sick, Wit a game so thick We about to tear the frame on shit Im the murderest disaster, ghetto child, thug basterd And I cant be seen before Christ or after [Crooked I] Nigga my left hand hold some of the best damn toast Its Heavier than the weight on a depressed mans show This is Crooked, the secret ambre I put so many infa-red dots on shirt Niggaz would think you was quamade Ima get your ass while your passin some indo Blastin your benzo And leave half of you face mashed on the passenger window Then go bang your ho Plus put her on the hood, that bitch gon bang the road Ya know [Chorus] Pain, yall really pressin yall luck if you tryin to bring it to us My niggaz dont play Like them nallies in them Cadillac Trucks For whoever ready to bust, We all about pain Is red run and my niggaz stay high (Its murda for life) We all about butts and fuckin them sluts ma [Ronnie Bumps] What do you know about parkin a nigga (eve break in his face) Fo-five straight shakin a nigga You gon be crying while you crawlin I got arms and dog I keep fallin (Ya in and out of walls) With them same niggaz that smoked my man And I be damned if I die without a gun in my hand From W.H. get shot die calm Gettin buried in hate, chi-chi mind move on [Dave Bing] Blazin the track better known for slingin crack Ya paid to rap now niggaz jealous of that (Uh-huh) Its eatin em up (But we still incin it up) Screamin murda (Ya we dont give a fuck) I hate the wild on niggaz, while the style on niggaz (Uh-huh) When they smile upon bitches tell em make three wishes But if niggaz wanna front, then they end up in a trunk On the front seat slumped Holes in em from the pump (From the pump nigga what) [Chorus] Pain, yall really pressin yall luck if you tryin to bring it to us My niggaz dont play Like them nallies in them Cadillac Trucks For whoever ready to bust, We all about pain Is red run and my niggaz stay high (Its murda for life) We all about butts and fuckin them sluts ma [Black Child] I was a late 70s baby Started playin wit guns and expirimented wit drugs in the early 80s You could tell the streets raised me The way I, fondle the 380 My momma did me crazy Dont ask about my father I didnt have a father figure The streets was my nigga, heat was my liqour Theres freaks in my picture anything to get richer I was wit ya, and leave it to the lord to come get ya [Caddillac Tah] Yeah Man yall ready to go, when the gun show Let one go for fun though Just to let niggaz see how the gun toast C-A, Double D, I, Double L To the A To the C me Flyin threw the hood in the C3 Nothin but gangsta is how I like it and live it Like skies is the limit From slingin dimes to pridics Yall niggaz vide it bitchess And I sensed it from the door, to senseitive for war Pull your skirt up motherfucker its murder [Chorus] Pain, yall really pressin yall luck if you tryin to bring it to us My niggaz dont play Like them nallies in them Cadillac Trucks For whoever ready to bust, We all about pain Is red run and my niggaz stay high (Its murda for life) We all about butts and fuckin them sluts m [ Tha Next Niggaz Lyrics ]
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