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lirik lagu gangsta act – black knights

[intro: crisis (doc doom) {kurupt}]
yeah (yeah yeah) the black knights (black knights)
{tell these b-tch n-gg-s to sn-tch up
before these b-tch n-gg-s get smashed up}
yo, we gon’ show you gangsta’s get down (gangsta’s get down)
north town, compton, cali bound (cali bound)
{yeah, n-gg-s black knights, dogg pound, we surround, n-gg-)
yeah, we gon’ clown (clown these b-tch -ss n-gg-s)

[crisis]
my reign of terror is endless, ghetto physical fitness
leave ya on the floor twitchin’, b-tchin’ cuz ya here wit
the four/fifth, we empty out and reload clips
f-ck who you roll wit, the f-ggot n-gg-s don’t control sh-t
we the opposite, lockin’ sh-t, while y’all blow d-ck
deep throat these hollow tips, let open up, lay stiff
label the memory, should’ve known the clones, death’s the penalty
murderin’ colonies, high jack communities, street journalist
ghetto sh-t, could deaf the you and me
dirty doc-ments, invest every slum in the continent
the elocutionist, sharpshooter, revolutionist
street scientist, got ya eyein’ this, crisis, about to ruin sh-t
i long d-ck tracks from the back, on the attack
raw dog, knock all ya’ll, disconnect, but stall ya’ll
run wit minutes, handle business, never stop
until it’s finished, n-gg-s is foul, cripple ya style
willie mcguiness, tackle tracks, break backs and sn-tch ya money stack
jaw jabber bl–dy that, show you how a thug react

[chorus: roscoe]
i’m so tired of ya gangsta cats, wit ya half -ss gangsta raps
puttin’ on gangsta acts, we gon’ show you how a gangsta act
we run up in ya club and ya dubs get gangsta sn-tched
now ain’t that how a gangsta act, ain’t that how a gangsta act
now ain’t that how a gangsta act

[doc doom]
straight from out the bowels of killa cal’
where n-gg-s don’t smile at all
stick you up in broad daylight, f-ck waitin’ until night fall
snatch ya chain right off, ya neck, put ya lights out
then jet back to the set, then dip another wet
killa sh-ts, all you gon’ hear from the killa click
killa bee gang bangers, dark hearted, lunatics
ya mix up in heavy light, only f-ck b-tches that’s already tight
to open they legs, so i can sweat it right
ya d-mn right, we be the hardest, gangsta rap artists
in this industry, you wanna hear sh-t? then call us
at 1-800-black-knights, f-ck where ya fools from
if you in my hood, home-boy, you better have ya gun
on ya side, cuz i know a gang of n-gg-s that done died
in these streets, slippin’ without a heat
but i’m glad that it ain’t me, that’s trapped in the dirt
cuz ‘fore i go, i gotta leave my mom’s a desert

[chorus]

[monk]
monk rock mics over hennessey, b-tch spittin’ that real n-gg- sh-t
how long where n-gg-s don’t die, we just get high and take flicks
smoke weed and hit licks, talk sh-t, and hit tricks
move weight by the bricks, and shoot kites to convicts
that killa cal’ sh-t, cadillac’s and rego’s and lolo’s
slippin’ on them d’s, the knights wit flat beds and lolo
post for gangsta photos and high top chucks
show you how a gangsta act, cuz we don’t give a f-ck
young n-gg-s off the block, that uncontrolled, unorthodox
gettin’ money, lookin’ b-mmy, same gear for three days
wet like a tidal wave, ya punks better behave
when the nights come through, push through like trouble makers
unstoppable, off the top, my brigade controls the block

[interlude: kurupt]
kurupt young gotti, h-ll hound number one, n-gg-
check it out … n-gg-

[kurupt]
gangsta, gangsta, b-tches and hoes
muthaf-ckas jack for they switches and folds
i’m concrete wit caliber’s, to shade these out-of-lesson n-gg-s
like excalibur in separate sections, see
talon touch n-gg-s like fingertips
that put anything in ya pockets in my fingertips
to touch my palm, you soak and expand my mind
hit n-gg-s in separable places at the same time
poetical stand bomb, n-gg-, scodelic relic
skatin’ like ice, and wit the .38 to ya pelvis
smokin’ on somethin’, pokin’ on somethin’
apply the pressure to the gates, rollin’ on hundreds
save ya self n-gg-, cuz you know you don’t want it
sixteen b-tches, sixteen switches
matrix and new glitches to canyon n-gg-s in ditches
black knights and the pound, young gotti the real hound, n-gg-

[chorus x2]

- black knights

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