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nasty jack - we're dem gangstas كلمات أغنية

[chorus]
we’re dem gangstas, we’re dem gangstas
we’re dem gangstas, we’re dem gangstas
you know i, you know i, you know i, you know i cl!ck_clack
you know i, you know i, you know i, you know i cl!ck_clack
we’re dem gangstas, we’re dem gangstas
we’re dem gangstas, we’re dem gangstas
you know i, you know i, you know i, you know i cl!ck_clack
you know i, you know i, you know i, you know i cl!ck_clack

[verse 1: nasty jack]
i have n____s at the back, yeah, waving a strap
i have n____s at the front, yeah, holding the pump
i have my gash in the ride, holding the nine
i have n____s at your flat, holding a strap
do i play? do i spray
like k_a? h_ll no
send for the hitman ’cause i’ve got dough
don’t f_ck around with me, i’ll make your head explode
anyone can get touched for the right dough
d_don’t, don’t, d_don’t act dumb like you don’t know
i’m always on the street like my no_no
send six shots through your four door, keep on talking like a warlord
go and run it up when you see the sawn_off
no, you won’t run it up when your limbs fall off
i ain’t the kind of dog that you can call off
end my war? no, you won’t crawl off
[chorus]
we’re dem gangstas, we’re dem gangstas
we’re dem gangstas, we’re dem gangstas
you know i, you know i, you know i, you know i cl!ck_clack
you know i, you know i, you know i, you know i cl!ck_clack
we’re dem gangstas, we’re dem gangstas
we’re dem gangstas, we’re dem gangstas
you know i, you know i, you know i, you know i cl!ck_clack
you know i, you know i, you know i, you know i cl!ck_clack

[verse 2: elmz st.]
rsgs, yeah, we’re them gangsters
that were holding guns before the beef kicked off
hunger season, running up is a job
i take them, leave them weeping there on the spot
we’re them gangsters
that the whole grime scene don’t wanna cross
around roadside, they don’t wanna floss
apart from elmz st, they don’t wanna cop
’cause since a kid, i’ve been banging the rocks
could have stopped from i started banging a glock
’round the ends, you know it’s hot
but i still juggle the po’, run up on homes, dotting my dots
knock_knock, who’s that?
boy dem tryna run up in my spot
about ten years is what i coulda got
when the glock and the taurus both stashed off
[chorus]
we’re dem gangstas, we’re dem gangstas
we’re dem gangstas, we’re dem gangstas
you know i, you know i, you know i, you know i cl!ck_clack
you know i, you know i, you know i, you know i cl!ck_clack
we’re dem gangstas, we’re dem gangstas
we’re dem gangstas, we’re dem gangstas
you know i, you know i, you know i, you know i cl!ck_clack
you know i, you know i, you know i, you know i cl!ck_clack

[verse 3: hitman hyper]
okay, i’ve got mandem in east that murk quick with a piece
firing shots at least
hitman hypes, i’m a lyrical beast
and my mans don’t pet to leave man deceased
i’ve got mandem in south that will put straps in your mouth
run up on your kids and spouse
dem man ain’t afraid of jailhouse
they’ll squeeze off and leave your brains out
when i send for the north man, they’ll come with semi_autos
ready to burst at torsos
sick men, quick men with the stick, men
you can call each and every one of them hitmen
and when i send for the west man, if you ain’t wearing a vest, man
they’ll l!ck off your chest, fam
it’s on top, fam, you don’t wanna get yourself popped, fam
you will easily get dropped, fam
[chorus]
we’re dem gangstas, we’re dem gangstas
we’re dem gangstas, we’re dem gangstas
you know i, you know i, you know i, you know i cl!ck_clack
you know i, you know i, you know i, you know i cl!ck_clack
we’re dem gangstas, we’re dem gangstas
we’re dem gangstas, we’re dem gangstas
you know i, you know i, you know i, you know i cl!ck_clack
you know i, you know i, you know i, you know i cl!ck_clack

[verse 4: ]
n____s act hard, i’ll make them die hard
big .45, i’m down to ride hard
cook the crack with the bicarb
bag it up, hit the block, then grind hard
you n____s need teaching, i’ll give you a grind test
‘cah pr_cks act hard but grind less
you’ll get robbed on the road for your jewels and shine less
n____s get hit when i clap the nine s_
t_a_r in your back and leave you spineless
now your life is lifeless
i’m gangster, i can’t stop this
couple guns, shanks, gloves and boxes
big guns, slugs, [?] in boxes
been through the chains, the rings, the watches
when i have my chain, dare someone to pop this
i woulda backed the skeng and popped six

[verse 5: stormin]
since i was knee_high low, i rep the manor
ain’t a blood or a crip but i wear a bandana
who put the realness in me? my uncle spanner
he was the guy who taught me how to pop my first hammer
not saying i’m a g; i roll with gs
guys who make ps from selling kis
when it comes to the mash, they won’t pet to squeeze
with a shotty that will take off your arms and your knees
and it won’t pet to move up your aunt or your niece
won’t pet to blow off your face and increase
when your body’s on the floor [?]
there’s no time for questions or to say please
so just kick back
’cause i roll with the boys with the big straps
when they c_ck it back, it goes cl!ck_clack
it will blow your whole wig back, ’cause

[verse 6: ]
these fake mcs, they be spitting ’bout sh_t they’ve never seen
fake__rs_ thugs, these pr_cks ain’t never been
on road hustling or making cheddar green
or on road bussing their sticks, forever been
wherever they hide it in their building
on the building’s the only brick they’ve ever seen
i’ve been hustling brick sh_t since seventeen
the grass where you grew up is still forever green
claim that they’re gangster but they ain’t never seen
an o in their life, no dope in their life
no coke in their life, no, they ain’t met a fiend
on road in their life, no, they don’t let it squeeze
i know that they lie ’bout roadside gs
we spit gangster grime, we live gangster lives
roadside n____s, we will shank your spine
we will crank the nine, we will bang the nine

- nasty jack

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