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gangsta boo - nigga yeah know lyrics

[intro – gangsta boo]
yo, yo… what the f-ck’s goin’ on
with all you undercover–ss playa haters
all motha-f-ckin’ snitch
my n-gg- t. rock sh-t
what the f-ck y’all tryin’ to do?
y’all tryin’ to hold us down or somethin’?
ya know what i’m sayin’, you n-gg-s can’t do that
’cause we ’bout it baby
ya know what i’m sayin’, it’s all good
we can see you, but you can’t see us n-gg-
me and the rockafella, t rock baby
atl, memphis, the whole motha-f-ckin’ south
and you know that n-gg-

[t. rock]
can i begin the story of a n-gg-
tryin’ to make a million for eternity
in the city of atlanta
reapin’, wreck an angel from a grandma
but it ain’t no way for me to make green
’til my n-gg- t-low introduced me
to mac and the kaze
then no one could stop me
all that juice to her, i swear?
? prophet p and recruited me
n-gg- i turned to prophet posse
not a gangsta, but a getter, intellect, nationwide
spittin’ fury out my range and ride
burnin’ rappers like bacon fried
won’t you tell me who’ll stop a playa 50 rollin’ nationwide
provin’ high n-gg-s that you anxious
replace his thang on busterous trains and camps
watch us from gauges, we sn-tchin’ your soul
and vote it heaven or h-ll, you lames can vamp it
and you’s a n-gg- tryna spread a story
’bout some sh-t that didn’t happen in my lifetime
all you fakers and phonies are on the edge
like a superstar man walkin’ tightlines
ever want a n-gg- on the white grind
nationwide n-gg-s on the rise
sportin’ a disguise, creep up on ya
and it don’t matter what?
triple 6 kill like clan and t. rock
rockafella stretch a million other papers
won’t you realize
a n-gg- finally came up in the game
all you freaks who used to dis know what you can kiss
act like i don’t know, you got to deal it straight
now you burnin’ n-gg-s down to a crisp
and i don’t risk ’cause i’m t. r-o-c-k
tryna reap pay, other tricks sleeze ways
runnin’ hoochies with gold in their mouths
and take all of their goods, and not leave with no leave-way

[t. rock]
1 – n-gg- yeah know
n-gg-, yeah know
we rollin’ clean rides
and we blowin’ h-lla dope, n-gg-

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[gangsta boo]
do a motha-f-ckin’ s.o.s.
step on sight, what the f-ck you gonna do when you bleed?
i’ll be comin’ with the prophet posse
know that gangsta boo
i’m ’bout the baddest b-tch that you ever seen
how many times you wanna hold me down
but like that named puffy, b-tch, i would not go
all the other stupid sh-t that you be kickin’
when i’m pimpin’, when you slip, run into my front door
i be rollin’ with them n-gg-s that’s out the projects
you wanna bet
? w-l? dub your whole motha-f-ckin’ chest
bet you bottom dolla, make you holla, wanna come and hit me
it’s money over b-tches, yeah
i’m the type of b-tch that be kickin’ sh-t
the type of b-tch that be takin’ other b-tches’ d-ck
the type of b-tch that be all about a paper chip
the type of b-tch that ride with the triple 6

[t. rock]
miss steady and the rockafella crew can load clips
with lyrical? the whole slip
gangsta boo got? take and slap a trick down to the floor
and give her swole lips

[gangsta boo]
it’s all good, i think i got her to a 5
got you finally realizin’ you be hypnotized
me and my n-gg- t. rock?
we smoked out straight to atlanta, live

repeat 1 to fade

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