Dat Gangsta Shit Lyrics
| Song | Dat Gangsta Shit |
| Artist | Fat Joe |
| Album | Don Cartagena |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Cartagena, Martin | |
| Yeah, uhh, dat gangsta *****t | |
| Uhh, yeah, dat gangsta *****t | |
| Uhh, dat gangsta *****t | |
| What you love huh? dat gangsta *****t | |
| What you want huh? dat gangsta *****t | |
| Now what we live huh? dat gangsta *****t | |
| Yeah, uhh, uhh | |
| Recognize my presence, this rap game specialized with legends | |
| I drop *****t *****z try to memorize in seconds | |
| You criticize me, still visualize the lessons | |
| And when i wish to put aside the questions | |
| Before they find out, who's the realest | |
| Who done spoke without one joke about the illest | |
| *****t that ever happened, in this rappin beyond rappin | |
| Joe the god it ain't so hard to start clappin | |
| But i lay low, create flows, for the pesos | |
| Now we got extra hoes, wantin to chase shows | |
| I take foes, and break em down to minerals | |
| We went from street corner thugs to white collar criminals | |
| Individuals, with no peace on the quest | |
| The iced out, piece on my chest, from the east to the west | |
| Never sleep in a sweat, keep the heat with the vest | |
| Ready for the 'casian blazin gettin deep with the best | |
| The police wanna test my strategy, got half of the world | |
| Mad at me, but very few challenge me | |
| Perhaps you will be the first to approach this, lyrical **** *****t | |
| Cartagena will bring the chrome like explosives | |
| Now what you love huh? dat gangsta *****t | |
| What you want huh? dat gangsta *****t | |
| Now what we live huh? dat gangsta *****t | |
| Dat gangsta *****t, dat gangsta *****t | |
| Yeah, uhh, uhh | |
| ***** the whole world, all i need is my dough and my girl | |
| And even she can get it, everybody go to hell | |
| I don't need y'all, disrespect the don and i'ma see y'all | |
| Hit you with the tech and the armor, you see-saw | |
| That's my steez, if i don't kill you i'ma clap you these | |
| Ask your peeps if i ain't have the beast soundin japanese | |
| Coughin blood, that's what you get for talkin thug | |
| Run up on your preacher with the sweeper feature coughin slugs | |
| Once a thug always a thug, hallways and drug dealers | |
| Fillers, killers, they wanna chill all day with us | |
| They love the don, these words are more than just another song | |
| If i said i slit your neck, your jugular's gone | |
| Ain't nothin artificial, joe the god, the terror squad official | |
| Got a lot of pistols with missiles, prayer lies with you | |
| The *****t you say'll get you sprayed with the clapper | |
| Just remember joe the god is not your ordinary rapper | |
| Now what we love huh? dat gangsta *****t | |
| What you want huh? dat gangsta *****t | |
| Now what we live huh? dat gangsta *****t | |
| Dat gangsta *****t, dat gangsta *****t | |
| Now what you love huh? dat gangsta *****t | |
| What you want huh? kick dat gangsta *****t | |
| What you live huh? dat gangsta *****t | |
| Dat gangsta *****t, dat gangsta *****t | |
| Yeah | |
| Goin out to all the real *****z | |
| All the *****z that support real hip-hop | |
| All my *****z on the corners | |
| Dj's, no matter where the ***** you from | |
| It's where's your gat, hahaha | |
| Primo whattup *****? yeah | |
| Don cartagena | |
| Terror squadian, rock the party and, what? | |
| Beotch!! |
| zuo ci : Cartagena, Martin | |
| Yeah, uhh, dat gangsta t | |
| Uhh, yeah, dat gangsta t | |
| Uhh, dat gangsta t | |
| What you love huh? dat gangsta t | |
| What you want huh? dat gangsta t | |
| Now what we live huh? dat gangsta t | |
| Yeah, uhh, uhh | |
| Recognize my presence, this rap game specialized with legends | |
| I drop t z try to memorize in seconds | |
| You criticize me, still visualize the lessons | |
| And when i wish to put aside the questions | |
| Before they find out, who' s the realest | |
| Who done spoke without one joke about the illest | |
| t that ever happened, in this rappin beyond rappin | |
| Joe the god it ain' t so hard to start clappin | |
| But i lay low, create flows, for the pesos | |
| Now we got extra hoes, wantin to chase shows | |
| I take foes, and break em down to minerals | |
| We went from street corner thugs to white collar criminals | |
| Individuals, with no peace on the quest | |
| The iced out, piece on my chest, from the east to the west | |
| Never sleep in a sweat, keep the heat with the vest | |
| Ready for the ' casian blazin gettin deep with the best | |
| The police wanna test my strategy, got half of the world | |
| Mad at me, but very few challenge me | |
| Perhaps you will be the first to approach this, lyrical t | |
| Cartagena will bring the chrome like explosives | |
| Now what you love huh? dat gangsta t | |
| What you want huh? dat gangsta t | |
| Now what we live huh? dat gangsta t | |
| Dat gangsta t, dat gangsta t | |
| Yeah, uhh, uhh | |
| the whole world, all i need is my dough and my girl | |
| And even she can get it, everybody go to hell | |
| I don' t need y' all, disrespect the don and i' ma see y' all | |
| Hit you with the tech and the armor, you seesaw | |
| That' s my steez, if i don' t kill you i' ma clap you these | |
| Ask your peeps if i ain' t have the beast soundin japanese | |
| Coughin blood, that' s what you get for talkin thug | |
| Run up on your preacher with the sweeper feature coughin slugs | |
| Once a thug always a thug, hallways and drug dealers | |
| Fillers, killers, they wanna chill all day with us | |
| They love the don, these words are more than just another song | |
| If i said i slit your neck, your jugular' s gone | |
| Ain' t nothin artificial, joe the god, the terror squad official | |
| Got a lot of pistols with missiles, prayer lies with you | |
| The t you say' ll get you sprayed with the clapper | |
| Just remember joe the god is not your ordinary rapper | |
| Now what we love huh? dat gangsta t | |
| What you want huh? dat gangsta t | |
| Now what we live huh? dat gangsta t | |
| Dat gangsta t, dat gangsta t | |
| Now what you love huh? dat gangsta t | |
| What you want huh? kick dat gangsta t | |
| What you live huh? dat gangsta t | |
| Dat gangsta t, dat gangsta t | |
| Yeah | |
| Goin out to all the real z | |
| All the z that support real hiphop | |
| All my z on the corners | |
| Dj' s, no matter where the you from | |
| It' s where' s your gat, hahaha | |
| Primo whattup ? yeah | |
| Don cartagena | |
| Terror squadian, rock the party and, what? | |
| Beotch!! |
| zuò cí : Cartagena, Martin | |
| Yeah, uhh, dat gangsta t | |
| Uhh, yeah, dat gangsta t | |
| Uhh, dat gangsta t | |
| What you love huh? dat gangsta t | |
| What you want huh? dat gangsta t | |
| Now what we live huh? dat gangsta t | |
| Yeah, uhh, uhh | |
| Recognize my presence, this rap game specialized with legends | |
| I drop t z try to memorize in seconds | |
| You criticize me, still visualize the lessons | |
| And when i wish to put aside the questions | |
| Before they find out, who' s the realest | |
| Who done spoke without one joke about the illest | |
| t that ever happened, in this rappin beyond rappin | |
| Joe the god it ain' t so hard to start clappin | |
| But i lay low, create flows, for the pesos | |
| Now we got extra hoes, wantin to chase shows | |
| I take foes, and break em down to minerals | |
| We went from street corner thugs to white collar criminals | |
| Individuals, with no peace on the quest | |
| The iced out, piece on my chest, from the east to the west | |
| Never sleep in a sweat, keep the heat with the vest | |
| Ready for the ' casian blazin gettin deep with the best | |
| The police wanna test my strategy, got half of the world | |
| Mad at me, but very few challenge me | |
| Perhaps you will be the first to approach this, lyrical t | |
| Cartagena will bring the chrome like explosives | |
| Now what you love huh? dat gangsta t | |
| What you want huh? dat gangsta t | |
| Now what we live huh? dat gangsta t | |
| Dat gangsta t, dat gangsta t | |
| Yeah, uhh, uhh | |
| the whole world, all i need is my dough and my girl | |
| And even she can get it, everybody go to hell | |
| I don' t need y' all, disrespect the don and i' ma see y' all | |
| Hit you with the tech and the armor, you seesaw | |
| That' s my steez, if i don' t kill you i' ma clap you these | |
| Ask your peeps if i ain' t have the beast soundin japanese | |
| Coughin blood, that' s what you get for talkin thug | |
| Run up on your preacher with the sweeper feature coughin slugs | |
| Once a thug always a thug, hallways and drug dealers | |
| Fillers, killers, they wanna chill all day with us | |
| They love the don, these words are more than just another song | |
| If i said i slit your neck, your jugular' s gone | |
| Ain' t nothin artificial, joe the god, the terror squad official | |
| Got a lot of pistols with missiles, prayer lies with you | |
| The t you say' ll get you sprayed with the clapper | |
| Just remember joe the god is not your ordinary rapper | |
| Now what we love huh? dat gangsta t | |
| What you want huh? dat gangsta t | |
| Now what we live huh? dat gangsta t | |
| Dat gangsta t, dat gangsta t | |
| Now what you love huh? dat gangsta t | |
| What you want huh? kick dat gangsta t | |
| What you live huh? dat gangsta t | |
| Dat gangsta t, dat gangsta t | |
| Yeah | |
| Goin out to all the real z | |
| All the z that support real hiphop | |
| All my z on the corners | |
| Dj' s, no matter where the you from | |
| It' s where' s your gat, hahaha | |
| Primo whattup ? yeah | |
| Don cartagena | |
| Terror squadian, rock the party and, what? | |
| Beotch!! |
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