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Текст песни Infamous Mobb "Reality Rap" Слова песни


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Текст песни Infamous Mobb "Reality Rap" Слова песни


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f/ Blitz, Kaos, Uno Dos [Ty Knitty]One hand wash the other, I never shit on my niggasI roll with them niggas that be pulling them triggersI rep the dead and the livingWe the best that did it, expenses we spend itBig faces explosive guns we smash out dunnsIM3 coming through make way what you wanna doChoose the fifth or get popped with the fifthEither way you got no ends, I represent QBThe biggest hood in the world, there's too many of usIt's too easy to get touchedCatch you at a show take your 'dro take your iceCatch you on the island while you rocking on the micSenting kites from down southCut that nigga from head to his mouthHe violated in the streetsFronted like he wanted beefNow it's a wrap, duke rather hang it upWe the mobbWe ain't no gang but we bang niggas up[Uno Dos]Besides rap I blaze niggas upMy ox shit, my mutton chopsIce pick their guts never gon'(na) stopAll your mans is gonna watchFree performance on the blockMeantime invest in rocks buy and sell stocksUno Dos is papi to connectWith my eyes on your neckYour jewels extra large like stretch I'll show you my strengthFiends get their check on the firstBe gone by the second the third they come on stolen shit begging for secondsI ain't gon' lay for a secondAin't gon' wait for a secondIf it's any beef can get itUno Dos don't forget itI'm chum to menace exclusiveHonorable mention fuck with Knitty, G-O & TwinY'all some dead niggas[Chorus]Hustle and robWe Infamous Mobb niggaThat's my word to godWe Infamous Mobb niggaIM3's the squadInfamous mobb and we won't stop 'til your head goes pop[G.O.D]We them original mobb menGet lead lodged inWe them marksmen you hateThem thug niggas you loveFind me in my neighborhood pub I'm yacked up bentCrushing haze and hash until I'm contentI'm a hood nigga for life, it ain't no changingI'm so damn dangerous, you want I'll make you famousTake cover when I aim this pistol I'm bucking to hit youMy 41st team all pro officialNigga I'll kiss you then kill youNo CO-D's just me then beat that body cause you ain't nobodyBeen on these cold ass streets living off juice and naughty sleepYou'll be six feet under this concrete[Blitz]You and that metal cut them corners you ghetto's left dessertedMy origins the projects rebels, steps and murdersMy name is the logic connect and vets and burnersIf I bang them thanks on this cannon, bet you earned itPop up in your zip code aim while I'm loadingShit and I can let this clip go in the name of this OmenLeave him holding with my clip growRaised on his blowingLike times in this life of crime, ways never knowingContact and touch your bodyTrust me I'll be up in that black van no plates rusty shottyCause cliques want no dramaWith cliques that hold armorBlitz approach drama from strips to Osama[Chorus]Hustle and robWe Infamous Mobb niggaThat's my word to godWe Infamous Mobb niggaIM3's the squadInfamous mobb and we won't stop 'til your head goes pop[Kaos]It's a potent mixtureCrime fam over infamous beatsDon't get it twisted dunn I spit for the streetsAll the baseheads and dope fiendsLittle one's that was sold dreamsGungs with no cribs, dunns with long bidsI spit facts of life, and clap at micsTurn boosts to crime scenes, who's tougher than my teamNoone and Kaos ain't scared of no gunI look it eye to eye the dot is ready to dieIf you ain't back up, cause the mobb will have you wrapped upMoms crib clapped up dare a nigga to act upI done hit the streets with bricks, and get back chipsNow I breathe hits on tracks to shut down cliquesIt's deeper than sipping on liqs, and puffing on splifsYou might end up sipping on this chrome four-fifthNiggas sleep in the hood, get clipped in the hoodAnd Papi come spitting it goodDon't end up rest in wood[Gambino]We got four pound chest naked running through the blockWhen it's on who really gives a fuck about the copsWhen a nigga owe you knots he bound to get dropMoms crying cause her little son got shotHow come?...He owe me a little cakeAnd the next nigga that pump for me won't do the same thingWe think long range to get those big ass chainsBig ass cars, gripping those movie starsWho we are...IM3 reppin' to the deathAnd you'll never catch a nigga like me wearing a vestOnly toting a tech ready to wet the whole setReady to wet the whole setCutting your neck, beating you in your head 'til your dead[Chorus 2X]Hustle and robWe Infamous Mobb niggaThat's my word to godWe Infamous Mobb niggaIM3's the squadInfamous mobb and we won't stop 'til your head goes pop



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