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Текст песни «Young Dogs With No Muscle» от Damu Ridas

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Damu Ridas - "Young Dogs With No Muscle"

Lyrics to Young Dogs With No Muscle : [BIG WY:] Pay close attention Gangbangers only No lollies, no 'volkas', no yeez No gilligan niggaz [BIG WY:] Its the bottom of the ninth and Im badder up Side burns and gold teeth with bullet wounds to tatted up Added it up while you sittin here smilin Discussin these chips while I sip off Long Island Continue rhyming At this rate I just keep climbing But keep it mind Fuck what you say and what you trying You niggaz dyin I got this game on lock And Im patrollin to get these money that make the Brougham hot My lifestyle on these streets is easily provoked And its the same in this business with these Jewish folks We callin industry politicin Kinda similar to niggaz sellin yay and pimpin So stop your bitchin Wy heat you up, naw He already burnt A different lesson was learnt Each corner he turned Keep a count of what you say and do Cause player just like you The C.M.s is my fans too [LIL LEAK:] Now, look whos back in the studio Rough like sand paper but cooler than Coolio Attitude of a gangsta: dont give a fuck Got the strut of a hustler tryinna make a fast buck Im still into the same thang, down with the same gang Its in my heart, other niggaz do it to gain fame But not me See Ima ridin till Im Restin In Peace, '' that Im packin my Smith & Wesson Its the young rebel Born and raised to live in the ghetto On some other shit A.P.G. out on another level Burgundy flaggin, pants saggin on the Shaw Blastin on motherfuckers, disobeyin the law But we dont give a fuck, we break rules, takes fools Disrespectin niggaz in the - Avenue Piru [REDRUM:] Just lost me And cost me a grip They wonder I trip and went and flip the whole script Bloods & Crips bangin heads Claimin blue or red, pullin eighty-five percent Sittin in the 'Feds' I shed enough tears in my youth time Saw cops killed street soldiers in the truce time Nigga my mind confused Abused by the truth sold him a fucked up sack Got him naked on the roof Lord knows I want to let loose Real bad blood pressure building up this bullshit got me mad They say Bangin is a fad, its a fad but its a culture My bedroom gettin circled by some vultures Ultra-sound bouncin back, now we having twins But where the fuck Ima get my ends' [BIG WY & REDRUM:] Some more piece to the puzzle Young Dogs with no muzzle Y.G.B.s tryin to bubble Clips double tape Bring the yellow tape (yeah) The realest Bloods on tape today Fuck yall Some more piece to the puzzle Young Dogs with no muzzle Y.G.B.s tryin to bubble Clips double tape Bring the yellow tape (yeah) The realest Bloods on tape today Fuck yall [DOGG:] Nigga, Im stuck With no way to go Full of gangbangers is known to scrap pimps and hoes The world move fast if you chargin a hoe Since Im bangin on these streets I got to stay on my toes I suppose to separate them from us Hop out the car, scrap em up, pat em up Guard they gat em up, gag it up Because they start to stay Its bout squabbles and rank And just last how to drink Im bout to faint I cant think, Im livin '' Gold Daytons, dope dealin, wit a gang of women Im sinnin daily But I dont really care Fuck a dream its more like a nightmare I got nothing to lose, uh Beach cruiser On a handle bar extended Clip Ruger Shoot fly Dont let it bother me I hope its dream cause Im wanted for a robbery [GREEN EYES:] From the County Jail Inglewood you cant fuck with it And since I got courted, its like Im stuck with it Young Gangsta Green Eyes, Nine-Deuce, Eight block For sure, and Im back with my true dog from the 1-0 to the 4 Lil Hawk Y.G. Now we both on the streets So its a must we bust My nigga, and serve they ass heat And I gots beef with Mack 10 cause your bitch-ass is a mark You can meet me at Cennela Rogers, or Darby Park Cause it really dont matter, Ill bust a cap And we the real niggaz who put Inglewood on the map And every time I bee your ass, yo ass goin get mobbed Remember when the big homie slapped you and put you on the head lock But thats just some small shit that all bustas do Mike Skee been down since 92 and aint got one call from you But I gots all my homies back to the day they parole Inglewood up to Big Green Eyes and PD Wack up in hole And every dog I roll with wes gon representin to the fullest, man And aint no nigga I was locked up can put salt on my name [B-BRAZY:] Yep its the Figueroa riders Shoot em while they inside a... Blue Butlas with the windows tinted couple of homies hit it I heard yall niggaz be trippin, yall O.Gs be trippin Cause yall niggaz dont put no work in For the turf We from Figueroa to Woodworth (WOOP! WOOP!) Flamed like Papa Smurf Red beanies, red bhakis and red T-shirt Oh you got nerve What you serve with this gangsta shit I stay lit off the Thunderbird, Cadillac, gettin serve Niggaz know the 84 pillow tucked Bullet holes, windows bust, Braze from Lanes, I fuck shit up For the broads and the YGs, OGs D.T., Earth, Bam, Lil Bee, Evil-Al, K-P Hold yo horses, of course B-Brazy a bust Im in a G-Ride bustin, first Crab Im rushin Fuck them fool nigga, ooh, what you wanna do' Hit their ass with the old school, rusty-ass Crabs deuce Give them too if they bust a U, give em two Save a few, in case you chase me down bust em with the last (WOOP WOOP) [BIG WY & REDRUM:] Some more piece to the puzzle Young Dogs with no muzzle Y.G.B.s tryin to bubble Clips double tape Bring the yellow tape (yeah) The realest Bloods on tape today Fuck yall Some more piece to the puzzle Young Dogs with no muzzle Y.G.B.s tryin to bubble Clips double tape Bring the yellow tape (yeah) The realest Bloods on tape today Fuck yall Some more piece to the puzzle Young Dogs with no muzzle Y.G.B.s tryin to bubble [ Young Dogs With No Muscle Lyrics ]

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