Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Da End, artist - Gangsta Blac. Date of issue: 03.01.1999
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Da End |
| Peepin' down and in the cut |
| Comin' in with gangsta what? |
| To back it up this time I be 'cause S.P.V. |
| just ain’t enough |
| Tuck it 'fore it’s took away |
| Panic with no words to say |
| Silent then come violent, wildin', pokin' product round my way |
| Known for burnin' up the road |
| Peelin' til' I’m ridin' rims |
| In the cut like seat belts you can’t find so don’t f**k with him |
| Deep down in the dirty heard me? |
| Get me some and get me out |
| Ballin', fallin', callin', haulin' ass all through the North and South |
| Pack you up to sit you down |
| Quick enough to swipe a smile |
| Drano, cane-o, mastermind be truckin', gangstas speakin' now |
| Bumpin' just to pump it up |
| Really just to strut my stuff |
| Meditate to elevate my propaganda just enough |
| Wastin' with the ones who can’t |
| Grew up seein' words they say |
| Put me with a pack of maniacs I might just choose to stay |
| In the cut forever be |
| Darker than it was before |
| This the shit that keep it twice as lit in and out that hoe |
| Nigga!!! |
| (Playa Fly) |
| Might as well tear it away and remember it like the Alamo |
| Mob with all your heart if you a part of this and mob some more |
| Take it from the floor, to the door, represent it straight |
| Strictly to the fullest 'cause I rule this dirty ground of play |
| When nobody need it, no cases will get pleaded |
| No faces will get greeted, no wounds will get treated |
| More izzeye (eye) than shizzink (???) |
| More ??? |
| than lizzean (lean) |
| Your brain just went blizank (blank) and you bet not blizzink (blink) |
| I thizink (think) go ??? |
| I fight like a ??? |
| Fly sky on that powder |
| And ain’t had a wizzink (wink) |
| And Fly run the rizzink (rink), but D.K. |
| went ??? |
| No more means no more and this boat has been ??? |
| If you some contact, Fizzo come and attack |
| With Fly my first family, while Fly aim for gizat (gat) |
| Look here Jack, no name callin' games |
| Or no cool chains |
| I run with Minnie Mae |
| And them M’s in your fizace, your fizace, your fizace (face) |