| Verse one fool dumpin
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| Comin off stompin
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| I represent the city and I’m quite away from Compton
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| Diego down, we don’t fuck around
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| And down to blaze and pound
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| And down to let em down
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| On the ground no more sound
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| Comin out their mouth
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| And I’m shisty like a mothafucka
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| Dirty like the south
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| With a Glock in my hand
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| And you know I’m in command
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| When you see me on the mic
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| Yeah you know to raise your hand
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| Don’t stand up
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| Cause the mothafuckas get’s no love
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| Rollin on some dubs
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| With the homie Royal fuckin it up
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| For the two thou ain’t no tellin how, we do this shit
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| Ain’t no tellin how we pull these hits
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| Low Profile on the map
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| And if you got some problems bitches down to get smacked
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| Tonight, feelin all right kinda high in the sky
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| Sittin on a cloud like a kite on my
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| It’s some gangsta shit with homie Spanish Fly
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| Run up get done up, it’s do or die
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| It’s some gangsta shit on the wicked west side
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| I’m smokin on the bud til the day I d. |
| d. |
| die
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| Picture me mobbin, smashin on you fools
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| And gang bangin in this mothafucka breakin jaws and rules
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| Ain’t no doubt what I’m about cause I’m gonna be like wow
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| Creep through the block with a Glock and a sock
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| I don’t give a fuck how I c. |
| c. |
| come come
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| See me on the strip with my g. |
| g. |
| gun gun
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| Wow tidow how you like me now
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| Chillin wit the homies and 40's gettin wild
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| Cruise a mile down highland it’s on a bumpin
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| Bitches want some they get a little some
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| Of this cool ass mothafucka down to flow
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| I just pick up the mic a pistol grip and fuck my hoe
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| Like oh no you’re comin from the O
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| I’ll say it again and pour another cup of gin
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| For the oh no big maniacs
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| Comin back and sportin all black
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| I’ma blad mothafucka I was born to kill
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| I’m walkin through the cemetry and I kill for thrills
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| I’m the syko mothafucka with the chrome 45
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| Beware bitch now it’s time for you to die
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| I got nikes ben davis and my head shaved up
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| On a mission for the kill cause I hear the devil call
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| Decapitated bodies lay around in the room
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| Fatal wounds to the chest now you’re layin in your tomb
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| Like an avalance causin death on a slope
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| 619 one nine zero to the four
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| Silencer is on a mission so you better keep away
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| San Diego West Coast, this is where we stay
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| Enemies I’m gonna smash and I’m gonna blast
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| Daggers to the neck so you know I’m gonna slash
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| Son of a bitch get ready to battle the baddest
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| You know I’m the baddest the pistol be poppin
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| You’re droppin ain’t nobody stoppin |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gangster Shit , by - Mister D. Song from the album Chicano Rap Gangster, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп