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Unlv - Uptown 4 Life Şarkı Sözleri
maaaaaaaaaaaan!!!!!!! we need to run that....u.p.t. for life!!!!!!! [yella] damn nigga! [chorus-yella, lil ya, & tec-9] get into it with a nigga gotta tote my gun (we live by the gun, we die by the gun) get into it with a nigga gotta tote my gun, it´s plain to see, you can´t change me i´m a uptown nigga for life! (2x) [1st verse-tec-9] nigga it´s judgment day, can you face these 3 niggas actin´ reckless jack ya for your necklace, the rhyme specialists sportier than the sport itself, droppin´ these bustas like flies, i despise as i shoot ya down look me in my eyes, and you will know, you wouldn´t have to think ya bigger because you know, that i´m the one who pulled the trigger bloody bodies 226 hit nigga bloody bodies i´m wettin´ up your hilfiger step aside nigga uptown is on the way >from the mac melph calio all strapped with k´s catch a muthafucka sleep and i´ll wet ya down when i creep the last thing you remember is my frown suckas fakin´ it cuz a nigga from the u be makin´ it you can call me the 9-6 pissy bomb, you can call me the 9-7 deion this clique this clique be fully equipped, equipped disrespect the 2-2-6 and you get whipped, flipped, chipped back to bustaland, i know you see the semi-automatic that i´m holdin´ in my right hand i got a closet full of t-shirts with homies on em wonderin´ when my face is gonna be on one i find myself gettin´ off into alot of drama protect the cocaine, protect my mama fuck chasin´, i´m waitin´ patient in your daughter you underestimated me, but i´m rock hard the game´s the same, you disrespect you lose your brain (why tec????) cuz i´m an uptown nigga for life! [chorus] [2nd verse-lil ya] nigga i just touched ground i gotta get uptown i´m strapped and yeah i´m trapped, pushin´ weight and fuckin´ with that furl and i can´t stop, because it´s my way of survivin´ doin´ what i gotta do to make a fuckin´ living i´m doin´ my own thing born to let my nuts hang i got a fresh bundle full of dimes and now it´s time to slang i hit the set bet check i´m in effect! and if ya fall short, bitch ya body i gots to wet! i gotta have it, i gots to have it silly rabbit i´m like fork diggin´ in your heart trigger smart street smart, aimin´ at your head in the dark don´t make me start pluckin´ at´cha bitch they gone read my raps and say i´m straight and i never miss shit,i represent, that u.p.t. i´m givin´ shots to my homies off of valence street much love to them niggas with the 2-23´s and all the ballas, playas, and gangstas that run with me my dog sloop, my nigga nu-nu, tony, fat, shorty wee, lil tee, wild jack and my uncle hardy tee, that nigga b.g., herc, and nico i had rights done to say the gangstas rest in peace though gary, lil wallace, fred, nookie, and lil´ tyron jamie, laurie, pops, p, and my homie byron levi, ty, mike, jake, and my people snake uptown´s the shit for the 9-6 bitch! [chorus] [3rd verse-yella] i´m so wild, that i think i oughtta hang with niggas and start bustin´ at them boys in blue who playa hatin´ the southern niena bursts ain´t nothin´ but a death circle lil´ children gettin´ sliced while they watchin´ urkel it´s five o clock, nigga you bouts to loose your knees it´s snaps boys who be totin´ them 2-23´s or watch me ball on the heat back in ´83 on top of that here come the po-po´s rest in peace they will be don´t try to dodge us, chances slim as roger i bucks roger´s, pourin´ hits like the dodgers i´m all about survival, and dead on arrival blowin´ shit to my rivals under accounts from the assualt rifle i´m here to dismantle and cause a defect in your life i´m on a rampage, time to gather all the gats cuz i´ll come through, and i´ma leave you haters on the flats and you´d wish me, that i´m a nigga who don´t handle biz we live by the trig, we die by the trig evidently, you done made a weak, freak move i break crews goin´ chop hittin´ non-stop and i was taught to make your heart stop, body drop now tears drop, nigga you done picked him off my block and that´s why you got served, nigga you must learn you fall short, the desert eagle´s gonna make you burn the shit is real, now do you feel me? cuz if you don´t your bodies gonna get tied for a long ride, in my trunk, i wonder, if harriet tubman had the chance would she have learned to do the eddie bauer dance? wow, how, quickly would we have got in that water for her? sellin´ quarters fuck sittin´ in the back of the bus, bitch gimme this bus i woulda did more than fuss i would have upped a big pistol, guns from the 2-2-6 black connection you bitch you [chorus] (2x) [lil ya] say that say that say that! |
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