Текст (слова) песни: The Diplomats - Gangsta

[Juelz Santana]
Oh, come on, fuck with your boy
It`s Santana, Heatmakers, where we at?
Let me see you through this
Killa, Jones, Freakay
Yeah man, I`m back at it

Today`s a new day, got the boo-lay up in the suitcase
Go uptown to Harlem, tell `em that I sent ya
Tell `em it`s August, I`m "Gon` Til` November"
I need a couple birds, get a broad, have `em sent up
Call my bird, get my broad have her sent up (Please)
Call my niggaz, call my squad, have `em sent up (Please)
I see a town I`m likin`
See some niggas getting money in a town I like it
I run up on them with the pound and light it
Like it`s my block now, all right kid?
He understood me quite clear
Then that thing banged out, ranged out the side of his right ear
And I got back to my business, back to my bitches
Back to the kitchen, that pyrex vision
Pop, I let that white stuff sit in
Get hard, get rock, get to the block and pitchin`
Yeah I`m sorry but this is how I`m livin
And this is how I`m getting, fuck how I get it
Hey!

[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles
Listening to gangsta music
I stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, flippin` the channels
Watching how the gangstas do it
I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles
Watching Shaft, clocking math

[Juelz Santana]
Now I see death around the corner
Gotta stay high, will I survive in the city where the skinny niggas die?
Nope, it`s the city where the skinny niggas ride
.45 semi on the side, twisting when they drive, yeah
Lick a shot for Big Pop and `Pac, yeah
One more for Shyne locked inside, yeah
Two more for Cam, for taking over the Roc
Yeah, yeah, it`s my year
So, okay, okay, okay, y`all can`t fuck with me, no way
Jose or Hector Camacho
Tech blows and watch yo` chest close and tacos
Motherfucker I`m the best, I told y`all before
I should y`all before, ey!

[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles
Listening to gangsta music
I stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, flippin` the channels
Watching how the gangstas do it
I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles
Watching Shaft, clocking math

[Cam`Ron]
I`m on the westside of Chicago, lookin` for a bust down
And make me put my two arms up, Touchdown!
You stay in touch now, but when I tough down
I`m like Buckshot shorty, you better "Duck Down"
Yeah I must clown, I`m from Harlem, Uptown
Where we flash money, take your bitch and ask you, what now?
Birds flip a dozen, chicks is dicks they suckin`
Swallow my kids, go and kiss they cousin
Yes, they kissing cousins, toys kissing muppets
Worst then that, they go home and kiss they husband
That shit`s disgusting
Keep the chickens clucking, keep the pigeons buggin`
This on my wrist is nothing
To me it`s just yellow hearts and pink diamonds
Where I get the money for this? Don`t think rhymin`
You fucking with Pablo, Bravo, Mario Via Bolo ho, Ta-to

[Chorus: Juelz Santana]
I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles
Listening to gangsta music
I stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, flippin` the channels
Watching how the gangstas do it
I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles
Watching Shaft, clocking math

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He understood me quite clear Then that thing banged out, ranged out the side of his right ear And I got back to my business, back to my bitches Back to the kitchen, that pyrex vision Pop, I let that white stuff sit in Get hard, get rock, get to the block and pitchin` Yeah I`m sorry but this is how I`m livin And this is how I`m getting, fuck how I get it Hey! [Chorus: Juelz Santana] I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles Listening to gangsta music I stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, flippin` the channels Watching how the gangstas do it I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles Watching Shaft, clocking math [Juelz Santana] Now I see death around the corner Gotta stay high, will I survive in the city where the skinny niggas die? Nope, it`s the city where the skinny niggas ride .45 semi on the side, twisting when they drive, yeah Lick a shot for Big Pop and `Pac, yeah One more for Shyne locked inside, yeah Two more for Cam, for taking over the Roc Yeah, yeah, it`s my year So, okay, okay, okay, y`all can`t fuck with me, no way Jose or Hector Camacho Tech blows and watch yo` chest close and tacos Motherfucker I`m the best, I told y`all before I should y`all before, ey! [Chorus: Juelz Santana] I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles Listening to gangsta music I stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, flippin` the channels Watching how the gangstas do it I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles Watching Shaft, clocking math [Cam`Ron] I`m on the westside of Chicago, lookin` for a bust down And make me put my two arms up, Touchdown! You stay in touch now, but when I tough down I`m like Buckshot shorty, you better "Duck Down" Yeah I must clown, I`m from Harlem, Uptown Where we flash money, take your bitch and ask you, what now? Birds flip a dozen, chicks is dicks they suckin` Swallow my kids, go and kiss they cousin Yes, they kissing cousins, toys kissing muppets Worst then that, they go home and kiss they husband That shit`s disgusting Keep the chickens clucking, keep the pigeons buggin` This on my wrist is nothing To me it`s just yellow hearts and pink diamonds Where I get the money for this? Don`t think rhymin` You fucking with Pablo, Bravo, Mario Via Bolo ho, Ta-to [Chorus: Juelz Santana] I stood alone watching the wall, in the zone, hand on my handles Listening to gangsta music I stood at home hand on a chrome, with a zone, flippin` the channels Watching how the gangstas do it I stood alone, getting dome, from a thick chick in sandles Watching Shaft, clocking math Нравится песня? 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