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ramirez - tales from tha guttah كلمات الأغنية

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[intro]
_59 plug ’til my body turns grey, ’til you
_59 plug ’til my body turns grey, ’til you
_59 plug ’til my body turns grey, ’til you
put me in the dirt and leave my body to de_, body to decay
you feel me?

[verse 1]
you see me hoppin’ out the bucket with that donkey d_ck extended clip
ridin’ with your partner so that’s more bodies finna get hit
i’m from the streets that’ll chew you up and spit you out quick, in a jiffy
you say you ’bout that action but i’ve never seen you pull no l!cks
i let the llama do the speakin’, it don’t take no talk_back (grrah)
i take your b_tch and make her flip, b_tch, she gon’ work her track
protected by my dead homies, rollin’ one deep inside the ‘lac
i pop the trunk, this thirty got me geekin’, burnin’ down the sack
b_tch, i’m the militant gorilla (ayy, ayy)
the walking corpse and i ain’t talkin’ ’bout no thriller
totin’ on the capper driller (ayy, ayy)
apply the pressure, stomp you out so you gon’ feel this
it’s that boss sh_t, knock a b_tch, i’m steady flossin’
i’m in the field, runnin’ deep, watch me mosh sh_t
you in my hood so you better walk with caution
bgs in the street, we down, ’cause i ain’t got no other options

[chorus]
you say you ’bout it but you talkin’ to the feds
my young bg pull up and bust your f_ckin’ head
there ain’t no god in here so he can’t hear your prayers
knockin’ down your block, it’s the gorilla huntin’ heads
you say you ’bout it but you talkin’ to the feds
my young bg pull up and bust your f_ckin’ head
there ain’t no god in here so he can’t hear your prayers
knockin’ down your block, it’s the gorilla huntin’ heads

[verse 2]
let me tell you a thing; she don’t love you, that’s a game
i done seen too many goons get k!lled or locked up in the cage
you get taken from your innocence at a very young age
tryna put food on the table ’cause yo’ momma barely gettin’ paid
grew up in a roach_infested house, less cuttin’, now f_ck a drought
tryna make the move ’cause this next n_gga tryna take me out
paranoia runnin’ deep in through my mind
huggin’ tight all on my b_tch but my b_tch is a glock .9
the red beam touch your face, bring the static, watch me infiltrate
pull up to your compound in the pit of rage
i’m like a surgeon, give your b_tch_ass a new face, slit
never trusted with the autopilot in the sp_ceship
red and blue lights, duckin’ from the feds, if i get caught, then i’m dead
put me in a coffin, leave me bl__dy red
i’m out the window with that bullsh_t
i turn your kickback into a funeral, empty out the f_ckin’ clip

[chorus]
you say you ’bout it but you talkin’ to the feds
my young bg pull up and bust your f_ckin’ head
there ain’t no god in here so he can’t hear your prayers
knockin’ down your block, it’s the gorilla huntin’ heads
you say you ’bout it but you talkin’ to the feds
my young bg pull up and bust your f_ckin’ head
there ain’t no god in here so he can’t hear your prayers
knockin’ down your block, it’s the gorilla huntin’ heads

[outro]
_59 plug ’til my body turns grey, ’til you
_59 plug ’til my body turns grey, ’til you
_59 plug ’til my body turns grey, ’til you
put me in the dirt and leave my body to de_, body to decay
_59 plug ’til my body turns grey, ’til you
_59 plug ’til my body turns grey, ’til you
_59 plug ’til my body turns grey, ’til you
put me in the dirt and leave my body to de_, body to de_

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