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    Wanksta

    26/04/2006 18:27

    Wanksta


     Sonnerie Mono  Sonnerie Polyphonique


    It's 50 a.k.a Ferrari F-50
    Break it down
    I got a lot of living to do before I die
    And I ain't got tyme to waste
    Let's make it

    You said you a gansta but you neva pop nuttin'
    You said you a wanksta and you need to stop frontin'
    You ain't a friend of mine, (huh)
    You ain't no kin of mine, (nah)
    What makes you think that I'ma run up on you with tha nine
    We do this all tha tyme, right now we on tha grind
    So hurry up and copy and go selling nicks and dimes
    Shorty she so fyne, I gotta make her mine
    A ass like dat gotta be one of a kind
    I crush 'em everytime, punch 'em with every nine
    I'm fuckin with they mind
    I make 'em press rewind
    They know they can't shine if I'm around the rhyme
    Been on Paroza's, 94 cuz I commit tha crime
    I send you my line, I did it three ta nine
    If D's ran up in my crib, you know who droppin dimes

    {Refrain: x2}
    You said you a gangsta
    But you neva pop nuttin
    You said you a wanksta
    And you need to stop frontin'
    You go to the dealership
    But you neva cop nuttin'
    You been hustlin a long tyme
    And you ain't got nuttin

    Damn Homie, in highskew you was tha man, homie
    What tha fuck happened to you?
    I got tha sickest phonetta, when it come to tha chedda
    And if you play wit my paper, you gotta meet my berretta
    Now shorty think I'ma sweat her, sippin on amoretta
    I'm livin once than deada, I know I can do betta
    She look good but I know she after my chedda
    She tryna get in my pockets, homie and I ain't gonna let her
    Be easy, stop tha bullshit, you get your whole crew wet
    We in tha club doin' the same ol' two step
    Gorilla unit cuz they say we bugged out
    Cuz we don't go nowhere without toast we thugged out

    {au Refrain, x2}

    Me I'm no monsta, me I'm no gangsta
    Me I'm no hitman, me I'm jus me, me
    Me I'm no wanksta, me I'm no acta
    But it's me you see on your TV
    Cuz I hustle baby, this rap shit




     
     

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