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mistah fab - crack baby anthem كلمات الأغنية

chea, we gon go hood to hood wit dis one mayn, i’m talkin bout evrywhere mayn,
na i’m talkin bout, doin this for all the turfs mayn, north oakland, east oakland, west oakland
compton, fisco, richmond, epa, san jose evrywhere l.a., chicago, seattle, new orleans, denver,
miami

[mistah f.a.b.:]
my little homie on the block got hustle got dreams, yall got milk my lil homie got cream,
see aint fault mas and paps a fien, matter fact last night paps cops and cream, gues
ya never know the struggle til ya live by the bundle, only way ya eat that depend on how
ya hustle, bullies on ya street so ya gotta use muscle, snitches on the block keep ya buissness
on the hush bro, haters on the block and ya might have to get em, stand up foneys and ya might
have to sit em, seen some real g’s turn faker than cubics try to be smart but in the end
they was stupid, crack baby anthem you can feel this music put it in the needle shoot it up and use it
but once ya soot it up man ya might just loose it, my youngens don’t care and matter fact they ruthless

so this one goes out to the youngsters on the cona posted wit a bundle wont leave
til it’s over dredge like a lev aint there to shover crack anthem rock turn the bubble to the bowlder
turfs in the air represent where they from man they dont care they gon keep goin dumb
hands on his ear man he don; t here mama smoked out daddy he aint here

[messy marv:]
ima here mon n-gg- my mind is gone, if u aint talkin bout money b-tch don’t call my phone
i ride through the city mayn to smoke that yowda a n-gg- got the money sh-t i’m lookin for the power
i’m a project n-gg- thats why i ride wit that k it’s natin n-gg- you can fall out any day, fab told me n-gg- mess
i need you on this song since you poppin right mow n-gg- put me on, take ya big cousin out this concrete jungle
if a n-gg- go platnum i’ma still keep a bundle n-gg- f-ck being humble i bath with the apes you can take em to the block
my n-gg- f-ck these tapes and f-ck the cd’s n-gg- this bg blood grain click clat you n-gg-s gon see me n-gg- stop
liein i f-ck wit the town i f-cks wit the white and i f-ck wit the brown mothaf-cka

[mistah f.a.b.:]
white tee jabones be cotin the b.e locked in the hall of cempt sweeny ymah that be pushin the
down to sendreta where they doin they time s.t.i.f.t.n.d.l hyphy boys head bussas
they be gettin they mail s.y.g.t.l.i keep it lit murda my di tey be on like sh-t them 18 n-gg-s thats
the mac the cold gutted n-gg-s f-ck wit fab i rep for my homies the streest respect it
a platnum ghetto p-ss of who the streets select it i doit for my homies that be out on the turf
any time a homie die we go to swab for the shirt or get a hoddie cross the back say
r.i.p. keep ya head up lil homie you alive in the streets.

- mistah fab

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