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cappadonna - get away from the door (feat. inspectah deck) كلمات الأغنية

f/ inspectah deck

[intro: cappadonna]
yo! get away from the door
everybody get the f-ck back
staten island, stand up

[cappadonna]
i live a street life, nothin’ but hard times and strife
i be stuck on the block try’nna make things right
sold crack for a living, now i could write
not just for the paper, for the sacrifice
vibe with me, the cops come ride with me
i’m all in the hood, yeah n-gg-, slide with me
if the feds start lookin’ for don, survive with me
experience my i’ll pain, the broke windows in the rain
crackheads goin’ insane
marlo stuck dope in his vein, lift him up
bodies in the back of the hood, stiffen up
it get ugly and sh-t, why it gotta be this?
we came a long way, f-ck cheaters
we don’t wanna bust the heaterz
no speakin’ on the phone, we don’t trust receivers (yeah)
park hill be the real n-gg-z and don’ divas (it ain’t over, it just begun)

[chorus: inspectah deck]
enough of your bullsh-t, my n-gg-z’ll pull quick
berettas and full quicks, guerillas and convicts
armed and dangerous, bombs and bangers, kid
stormin’ the game with it, calm but anxious and
i’ll whip yo -ss for this, come with the cash or it’s
on with the blast and it’s, gonna get hazardous
n-gg-z should know by now, n-gg-z should know my style
shaolin, hold me down, frontin’, there goes the pow!

[cappadonna]
why it gotta be like this
police fightin’ us with night sticks, n-gg-z carryin’ ice picks
sometimes, n-gg-z we do crimes, i ain’t gotta tell you
n-gg-z throwin’ up signs, n-gg-z shipped to bellview
son, don’t let c-ke dog smell you
run if you packin’ something, do what i tell you
skate, n-gg-, never let jake nail you
i got caught up in the grind but i fell through
now i’m back on the spot, keep my eye on you
make a phone call, kid, or put a spy on you..
and this is dedicated to all my n-gg-z in the ghetto
big dimes and c rule, jugs of palmetto
i’m in too deep and i just can’t let go
catchin’ my pain, real n-gg-z that respect dough

[chorus]

[outro: cappadonna (sample)]
it’s my world!
f-cked up… stick ’em! ugh..
2-4, graveyard shift
(the names and the faces have changed
but the game, is still the same…)

- cappadonna

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