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westside gunn, dj drama & stove god cooks - 1989 lyrics
[intro: dj drama]
every other city we go
every other ghetto
no matter where i go
i see the same foes
[verse 1: westside gunn]
ayo, we can meet at carbone, meet me at the aria
hundred round glock on me (gangsta), look wrong, i’m poppin’ you (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
three piece salvatore, lookin’ like the mafia
wrist cost twenty bricks, neck like a hockey puck
hopped out the maybach (skrrt), then did a walk_up (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
every bad b_tch in my city, i done f_cked ’em (ah)
i’m the flyest you done ever seen, n_gga, f_ck you
body bag on top of body bag, n_gga, russia (doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot, doot)
hustler in my veins, learnеd the game from uncle bacon (ah)
cеntral park legend, cheffin’ in versace apr_ns (whip)
rest in peace dip, lil’ b_tch, i’m the sh_t (ah)
rest in peace munch, havin’ gecko for lunch (grr)
rest in peace pete, park the benz in the street (skrrt)
rest in peace boo, got shooters on the roof (grr)
rest in peace joe, richest n_gga in the low (ah)
bricks got hit, then stamped on it off the boat (mmm)
i heard them n_ggas tellin’, my n_ggas present
hit his ass with a buckshot (boom, boom, boom), that n_gga yellin’
smilin’ on my mugshot (mmm), two_time felon
bullets went clean through (boom, boom, boom), now we stretchin’
[chorus: stove god cooks]
one thousand (one thousand)
one thousand (one thousand)
thirty_six ounces, i turned up in public housing
thirty_six ounces, rich in public housing
[post_chorus: stove god cooks]
i might shoot the rolls_royce through your block (i might shoot the rolls through your block)
i might shoot the maybach through your block (i might shoot the maybach through your block, gangsta)
i might have young boy come— f_ck it (brrt, baow, baow)
[verse 2: stove god cooks]
one thousand (brrt, baow, baow, baow, baow, woo)
uh, one thousand (one thousand)
smilin’ on the fed cameras (on the fed cameras)
rest in peace will, we still smilin’ at the fed cameras
thirty_six ounces (woo)
had my mama calling my phone like (woo)
“this sh_t gotta stop one day” (woo)
if ain’t no switch on it, that ain’t gunplay (brr, baow, baow, baow, baow)
i might drop a hundred bricks on your block (a hundred)
i might have a hundred shooters on your block
you know me and my n_ggas really rich, do you not?
[chorus: stove god cooks]
one thousand (one thousand)
one thousand
thirty_six ounces, i turned up in public housing (i turned it up)
thirty_six ounces, bricks in public housing (i turned it up)
[post_chorus: stove god cooks]
i might shoot the rolls_royce through your block (keep goin’)
i might shoot the maybach through your block (real sh_t)
i might have young boy come— f_ck it (brrt, baow, baow, baow)
say a prayer for me, stove
[outro: dj drama]
gangsta grizills
“and then you pray for me”
lord knows i need it
demons on my shoulders
demons in the streets
demons in my sheets
none of y’all can stop godbody
trials and tribulations only make me stronger
we built for this
n_gga, we built it
been preaching to the streets forever
legendary
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