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bobcat - i ain't checkin' for the curb كلمات أغنية

[intro: tv reporter]
today on the news we have rapper snoop doggy dogg in court for accessory to murder. also, tupac shakur was charged with assault on an off duty police officer. and rapper flavor flav from the notorious rap group public enemy was arrested today in a domestic dispute. the bottom line is we’re lockin’ all you black motherf_ckers up. and we’re going to keep on lockin’ all you black motherf_ckers up!

[verse 1: bobcat]
here i come from the lungs, i’ma kick it
bay drum traps the raps like the witch i gets wicked
open ya eyes
you better recognizе for ya realize my whole mothеrf_ckin’ set is uncivilized
they say gangsta rap is too exposed
f_ck you punk ass b_tches and you hoes
cause n_ggas gotta eat in the ghetto
it’s either bust raps or bust caps, you wanna settle?
f_ck the bullsh_t n_gga i’ma write and excite the whole crowd and ignite
and go buckwild
so f_ck whatcha heard i’m drinkin’ thunderbird
and i ain’t checkin’ for the curb

[chorus]
c’mon bob
h_ll nah i ain’t checkin’ for the curb
hey c’mon bob
f_ck that i ain’t checkin’ for the curb
hey c’mon cat
h_ll nah i ain’t checkin’ for the curb
c’mon bob
f_ck that f_ck that i ain’t checkin’ for the curb
[verse 2: ?]
it’s a mad thing
i feel that, the record deal is shady
mr. executive, i wreck to live, understand it
i’ll take you to the dark where it’s mental
picture this, bullet sh_lls tappin’ at the window
i’m from the area, where young little g’s
be holdin’ down zero puttin’ tariffs on mcs
but n_ggas don’t know it, you’re sweatin’ for the poet
kick thoughts when i kick it’s bugged from the heart
here’s a bullet for you, a bullet for you
i’m tryin’ to meet an end, but i’m stuck in the zoo
no breaks i do what it takes
wait, no fakes, i hear they get stomped like breaks
in their worse nightmares to yo’ white peers
my peers don’t give a f_ck
n_gga press ya luck

[chorus]
c’mon rob
f_ck that i ain’t checkin’ for the curb
hey c’mon rob
h_ll nah i ain’t checkin’ for the curb
c’mon rob
f_ck that i ain’t checkin’ for the curb
c’mon rob
h_ll nah i ain’t checkin’ for the curb
[verse 3: ?]
i take a swig of the [?] grab the mic and i’ll get hyper
n_ggas talkin’ sh_t might as well be wearin’ a diaper
fakin’ the funk like they’ll k!ller, i don’t feel ’em
when they front from hollywood, bel aire, ain’t no tellin’
i’m from the ghetto, that’s the place i had my fun in
so all that thuggin’ and muggin’, yeah, i been there and done that
and all that got me was in prison and it’s nowhere
so stop at the [?] so you don’t even wanna go there
in yo’ video yo’ khakis and guns ya fake it
but if you hit the pens, studio gangsta would ya make it?
well i don’t know but if ya go see i promise this
you’ll stick with the quick called night nigs anonymous
totin’ pistols, sellin’ rocks on the corner
ain’t no future in it, you’re gonna be a goner
going down a dark road where the losers dwell
six feet under either rot in a cell
if that’s the life ya choose than cool that’s superb
but i ain’t goin’ out cause i ain’t checkin’ for the curb

[chorus]
c’mon bear
f_ck that i ain’t checkin’ for the curb
hey c’mon bear
h_ll nah i ain’t checkin’ for the curb
c’mon bear
f_ck that i ain’t checkin’ for the curb
c’mon bear
h_ll nah cause i ain’t checkin’ for the curb
[verse 4: bobcat]
yo, i gotta get mine, the best way i can
so understand when i flow yo i take command
i’m like pac_man, cause i’m goin’ for mine
knowin’ that i’m the n_gga with the mad ass rhyme
so who in the world think they stoppin’ the
motherf_ckin’ microphone mafia?
the media’s out to get me
oh well
i ain’t doin’ sh_t but boostin’ myself
propelled by the rhythm bobcat’s on the track
and if you step up you get knocked the f_ck back
no slack, prophylac’, is what i pack, sippin’ on the ‘gnac
so f_ck whatcha goin’ through i’ma do my thang
i could be in the hood, slangin’ cocaine
or jackin’ yo’ ass at the ready teller stops
bustin’ on fools and runnin’ from the cops
you better be happy bobcat don’t bang
i’m in the studio, graveyard slang
so don’t try to see me fool cause i’m loc
and just like casper, i’m ghost

[outro]
’94 shot fool. bobcat and microphone mafia gang. yeah

- bobcat

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