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ill bill - gangsta rep كلمات الأغنية

[verse]
ayo, i smoke dust and shoot cops, sold guns to 2pac
smoked blunts with biggie smalls and sold drugs on new lots
i was too young, couldn’t get up in clubs back in the old days
we used to rob and terrorize kids in front of homebase
when funkmaster flex was inside rocking the whole place
we was outside smacking kids and sn_tching gold chains
bagging mad pigeons, catching mad digits, bad b_tches
and when they husbands came around we had to blast biscuits
a bunch of bad brooklyn kids that always had pistols
broken dreams and broken homes, we always had issues
and mad problems worshipping gangsters and bank robbers
watching scarface, starting fights at rap concerts
until we realized how to get the real money
steal money, kidnap money, k!ll money
it’s funny how the money make the whole world love you
jealous cats hate you, dime b_tches want you
little ghetto children run up on you, wanna touch you
got the irs looking at you, wanna f_ck you
sniffing so much blow, you don’t know if you can trust you
ecstasy react to what the cocaine and the dust do
go against the ill bill and non phixion will crush you
bust you, leave you with a tube in your throat to suck through
we truck jewels, these dust brothers f_ck mothers
the thugs love us, ride for the gunslingers and drug hustlers
where my gangstas at?
[sampling/outro] cuts:
“is you a gangsta?”
“with gangsta rap”

- ill bill

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