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mc breed - comin' real again كلمات الأغنية

mc breed f/ 2pac
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comin real again
[2pac yelling]

guess whos back
guess whos back m-th-f-cka, big ballin -ss m-th-f-ckin breed
givin you what ya need, yea, smokin a gang of weed
hit them fools n-gg-

[mc breed]

come one, come all
n-gg-s gettin the beat down
retreat, peeps, feel the heat of the breed sound
collect facts, then attack like im suppose to
ya boys goin, aaahhhh, 4 new n-gg-s and them hoes too
its me, that n-gg- who aint never got caught
my mic is smooth as peppa, with a touch of salt
eat a book of the mark -ss n-gg-s i broke
cause big breed, can do ya why im smokin my dope, try to cope
catch up as this sh-t gets mental, this chronic got me workin my brain
i need a pencil.
so i can shake and change the style.but in the meanwhile
i maintain the crowd.
make moves to improve, so i can get a bigger rep
the trigger finger straped, i wanna see another n-gg- step
i play the cards, and you lost.mista gillagan
the mighty mad, bad writers comin real again

[2pac yelling]

buck buck m-th-f-cka.right at your m-th-f-ckin -ss.
this sh-t too strong for a m-th-f-ckin vest.
so watch your chest and your dome.
leave breed the f-ck alone.
we sendin n-gg-s to the f-ckin cemetary.

[breed]

they got me thinkin.sittin in the hot spot.
im straight up havin hard times wanting me a drop top.
and a phat knot.i aint tryin to hear that 5-0 sh-t.
im black, and i was born with a survival kit.
aint sh-t to spit, in the beer that im drinkin
i gotta get paid, i gotta get paid, and thats what a n-gg- be thinkin.
you sleep hoes, im lookin in peep holes.
in your 4head, run till your toes is numb, go test your broke head.
told you aint no future in that sh-t, but you still front.
when will they relize, i got the feel again,
the mighty mad writers comin real again.

[2pac yelling]

buck buck bbbbbbbbbiiiiiinnnnnnnnggggg
thats the motherf-ckin sound as we f-ckin mothaf-ckas down.
yea n-gg-, run but you count out race this motherf-ckin bullet
breed, pull it, they cant fade you boy.

[breed]

once mo, toe to toe, i dont think so
bird sales, and knockin n-gg-s out like rid-ck boe.
you aint the play, you know the play well dont say sh-t.
get’em, and find your -ss gettin off the pathement
wavin the sh-t, beggin n-gg-s to just straight quit
but f-ck that, a hard head can get a n-gg-s -ss kicked
i aint lettin up for none, son
im comin real again.

[2pac yelling]

yea motherf-cker how you wanna play this sh-t
we can go toe to toe, glock for glock, block for block
homie for m-th-f-ckin homie.
but you m-th-f-ckers gonna feel this n-gg- this time.
cause we aint comin back with that old bullsh-t.
its too many m-th-f-ckin dead n-gg-s, for me to be takin this here bullsh-t
thata why theres m-th-f-ckers in the pin now n-gg-.
so pull or quit that bullsh-t. cause i dont wanna hear that m-th-f-ckin cr-p.
comin real again n-gg-, thought i told you m-th-f-ckers, i thought u knew
its the m-th-f-ckin real sh-t m-th-f-cka.100 percent athentic.
type of sh-t you get chronic out to, know what im sayin?
so do me a m-th-f-ckin fava, and light another m-th-f-ckin blunt.
you know what im sayin? a blunt m-th-f-cka.philly sytle.
know what im sayin? chronic n-gg-.
im talkin bout layed out, played out, phat f-ckin funk.
yea this that kinda sh-t we kickin in the 9 tre m-th-f-cka.
so all you m-th-f-ckin big ballin -ss gangstas
you put your m-th-f-ckin hand on ya gat.
and if the police roll up and say turn it down, you burn it down muf-cka
cause we comin real again. 19 n-gg- 3, boy, real again, and grabbin steel
again.

- mc breed

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