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doap nixon - gangsta lyrics

[intro: doap nixon]
geah, aotp, that’s gangsta n-gg-
sour diesel the alb-m is here
yeah, uh

[doap nixon]
tempo take, no shirt with a cold smirk
a j a, runaway babe with no shirt
shady endeavors, you play me neva
i’m a product of my environment plus the 80’s era
buckin’ half lip, gas spit when the gr-ss lit
sour diesel trippin’ off acid
that’s the way my youngaz play, they so loco
they transport their work in coffee beans from soho
then what?
so what you think you tellin’ us with them jail threats
we know how to bids scr-p, know how to live scr-p
dudes got bright ideas till they get wig clapped
this games just a big trap
pullin’ lil kids rats
and it’s all the same; they do a video, bling-bling
then they go p-wn their chains (f-ggots)
so we don’t care about y’all dudes that rap hard
y’all names up in bright lights and mines is on a black card
that’s gangsta n-gg-

[demoz:]
ayo i f-ck with the beast slice, wouldn’t do this acapella
b-tches lookin’ at my ways, they look like helicopter propellers
f-ck you mean you gettin’ mozzarella
you payed a hundred for them jeans, them b-tch’s rocafella
h-lla weed and my dutch got me medicated
meditated b-tch, n-gg-s hatin’ cause i’m educated
street smart, we fart, n-gg- i am elevated
flowin’ like a helium baloon without my head inflated
this sh-t you rap about other n-gg-s laugh about
i’m hungry so i’m clappin’ out
ya adam till the apple’s out
pills and apple juice, you p-ssin’ i just have to ask
it’s funny so i have to brag
you sh-ttin’ in a plastic bag
you’se a f-ggot man, i’ll clap you like a pakistan
a rope around ya neck
i’ll hold you up like a traffic jam
trash ya man if i’m diesel with the gun

[reef the lost cauze:]
geah, nixon, i got you baby, it’s cauze

n-gg-s is trash, betta step ya bars up
broke outta jail told ’em step their bars up
ya haze is two base, step your jars up
break ya face up chump, step your jaw up
all chucks, my true flame n-gg-s
buss thru ya f-ckin’ wall like that cool laid n-gg-
oh-yeah, the rest ought to know i’m the best
and you a flake like fresh fallin’ snow
f-ckin’ flake -ss chump, hollywood n-gg-s
i’m 26 but in the game about five of those
wars, tours, alb-ms, got five of those
so pay homage, don’t let me catch you poppin’ sh-t
cause i’ll kill ya career before you drop a disc
who hot as this? bring me to ether n-gg-
i’ll beast, battered, deep fried eat the n-gg-
king kong, chewbacca straight beastin’ n-gg-
you talk greasy, but i just don’t believe you n-gg-s
me neither, nope!

[planetary:]
before i get caught by the federally’s
i move my family to cali
you pushin’ kush in the alley
i’m pushin’ 08 denali’s
i’m ridin’ out like a renegade
reef rockin’ shotty
we got a trunk full of hand grenades to dismantle ya body
you n-gg-s rappin’ like you ain’t been potty trained
i got pots to p-ss in, n-gg-s step ya polly game
gas high, but f-ck that, i don’t ride the train
if i can’t afford it, i start recordin’ a lotta flame
you know they had to invite planet n-gg-!
i’m mike jordan on top of my game
that’s why i treat nixon like pippen
cause with ’em they can’t stop my reign
this sh-t gangsta, lemme explain
demoz will cut ya and leave you framed at the train tracks
you all bl–dy and tied up to the third realm
cryin’ for ya momma, but the drama where you first fell
you too feminem, take it to the grave witcha
when ya head detach, i’m a laugh and paz take the pictures
this sh-t gangsta

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