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bambu - galavanter lyrics

[verse one]
i got that gift of gab, gift of gab
myk!ll miers, ras k-ss
myka 9, acey, self, medussa, nonce and abstract
bad azz and bad lucc
krondon and phil da ag’
above the law, defari, the visionary camp
south central cartel
m.a.a.d. circle, lench mob
king tee, alkaholik clique, cube and snoop dogg
nate dogg, planet asia, cypress hill and 40
cj mac, jt and the r.b.l. posse
self scientific
the hieroglyphics
mack 10, mac mall, mac dre and xzibit
cm dub, the coup, cellski and kid frost
ant banks, the pharcyde, dj quik and 2pac
2mex and spice-1
l.a. kool and kam
celly cel and kokane and bangin’ on wax
yeah, psycho realm, the whole sick side army
and of course o.f.t.b. and my soul -ss-ssin posse

i used to drive around for hours with my high school crew
my radio had one speaker cause the other one blew
if i remember right, i think on friday night we’d be out
just to catch the joint on the beat for the newest sh-t out
nardo and king m’s, i’m freestyling with my friends
a gallon of gas and a half broken gat and a fifth
under age, under the influence of smog and a beat
the wake up show with sway and tech, rest in peace to bigga b

[scratch hook]
“westside”

[verse two]
i used to walk inside the cipher with my rosary swinging
the homie sniper held me down in case the club start binging
i was trying not to bring the banging in the rap when it started
cause in the 90’s bullets flying just to see where your heart is
i’m from where heartless k!llers never wrote a rap in they life
my o.g.’s laugh at rap money, they make that in a night
they told me, “bam, you better not let these wack rappers survive.”
i pack a punch with every line without a punchline in mind
i boast the same tats as cannibal headhunters
and when i hear drums
i wanna rip off the top of a bum rapper
this hip hop that you claiming ain’t the hip hop i know
cut down from where it used to be like a kardashian nose
i’m born and raised like i’m sponto and two tone
and all my life i’ve been dismantling money myths, k!ll a president twice
i see money moving like victor ortiz, with his hands down
protect yourself at all times or get laid out

[scratch hook]
“straight off the streets of chaos and no pity” – dr. dre ‘b-tch n-ggas’
“take a big sniff of these rap lines”
“i pop lock with cha” – king tee ‘some l.a. n-ggas’
“picture this” – king tee ‘some l.a. n-ggas’
“it’s a west coast jack move” – hittman ‘some l.a. n-ggas’
“who’s the one you call mr. macho, the head honcho” – notorious b.i.g. ‘dead wrong’
“the hardcore rain/reign leaves ya rusted” – notorious b.i.g. ‘dead wrong’
“you wanna get dissed, then try to get illy” – biz markie ‘biz is goin’ off’
“let’s face it, you basic boy”

[verse three]
i’m a beat junkie junkie, make money, spread money
surprised i got this out cause marijuana make me fuzzy
haha, marijuana make me fuzzy
wait rhett, hold up i got something else
i’m roy choi wit it
pushing my sh-t around l.a
i’m roy choi wit it
pushing my sh-t around l.a
i’m roy choi wit it
pushing my sh-t around l.a
l.a., l.a
get ’em rhett

[scratch hook]
“west y’all”

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