Текст (слова) песни: Royce Da 5`9" f Cutty Mack (a.k.a. Cut T - Gangsta

[Royce] Yeah, yeah, yeah..

[Chorus: Royce Da 5`9"]
(Gangsta!) The weight carries itself
Made man more concerned with wealth than he is his health
(Gangsta!) He pumps like 24..
24/7 just to get to heaven to pump some mo`
(Gangsta!) Heavyweight paper
Heart of a lion that beats longer than every pacemaker
YEAH! We ridin, we - gon` die foolin
Laws and rules don`t apply to ME! (Gangsta!)

[Verse One: Royce Da 5`9"]
.. I`ma put this straight
I`m not gon` threaten you with hooks if you look this way
I`m not gon`, write no songs - so please don`t think
that since sometimes I`m quiet, that I bite my tongue
Cause I will, slice you punks with knives that come with teeth
So leave with life as long`s you come in peace
I`m the protocol of all the street rules
Soldiers, ballers please, I know all them
I`m goin all out – for everything I believe in
Niggaz bleed behind things that I know about
Yeah, yeah (Gangsta!) Hear me roar
Feel me nigga; naw fuck that, feel me more
And whoever sayin `fuck me` can suck me
And we can bang, I done came a long way from "U Can`t Touch Me", nigga!
YEAH! I`m ridin, I am gon` die foolin
Laws and rules don`t apply to ME!

[Chorus]

[Verse Two: Royce Da 5`9"]
.. My swagger`s crazy
We can, forget your momma ever had a baby
Regis; I don`t care who the fuck you is
Keep yo`, hands to yo`self, I will cut yo` limbs OFF
Sixty shots`ll quickly hit you
pop Dixie Chicks of rap, PISS ME OFF!
Yeah, I`m strictly Pesci - you hear me a made man
I will rather you fear me than to have you respect me
Yeah, the tec`s good
Jammin`s always out the question, call me Suge` of the Midwest wood
Yeah, the part of the poem that`s deep
He will, blast you after he`s had a glass of Bacardi Limon
Yeah, let`s get it on, I`m strictly the classic - rap
You know it`s on, soon as you rip off the plastic, yeah!
BLOAW! I`m ridin, I am gon` die foolin
Laws and rules don`t apply to ME!

[Chorus]

[Interlude]
He knows his gun and his knife (Gangsta!)
More than he knows his son and his wife (Gangsta!)
Always huntin niggaz, never hunted
You can bet eleven-hundred – he is.

[Verse Three: Cutty Mack]
(Yeah) As ignorant as it gets
Cut Throat the calmest person niggaz, push me shits
(Yeah) Bawlin over the quickest to snap
I`ll break you then shake your soul, deliver you back
to the, the hood that raised you, bruise and mace ya
Lose your face through picture glass, break and waste ya
I`m the essence, of the use of violence
Move in silence, HUSH, then I`ll close your eyelids (close)
I`m goin all out – my enemies on they knees
harder I squeeze, bullets`ll leave your brains out
(BACK UP!) Watch me move
I`ll speak the language of heat, plus I`m good with the tools (yeah)
So whoever wanna hit me, come quickly
Nuttin to lose, I`m no bitch nigga, please come get me - killa

[Royce Da 5`9"]
(Gangsta!) I`m ridin, I am gon` die foolin
Laws and rules don`t apply to ME!

[Chorus]

[Outro] + (Royce)
He got yo` motherfuckin number! (Gangsta!)
Though yo` life is second to his (Gangsta!)
You still gon` die first.. (It`s 5-9 – gangsta!)
Yeah! (He`s a motherfuckin gangsta!)

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