lirik lagu gangsta rhyme posse - in it 4 tha money
[intro]
10:25 68’s the date
a young k!lla was born, in the golden state
kerlin and rae gave birth to a g
the snotty nose knuckle head n~gga double~d that’s me
and my lil brotha kickin up dust
young marks in the park neva f~cked with us
moms and pops split now my momma’s on her own
i know she tried her best but we was bad to the bone
it’s on, i’m 15 insane in the brain
posted on the corner with my pockets full of caine
quarter pounds and triple beams cars diamond rings
uzi fully automatic fool don’t f~ck with my green
i started coming up, and my cousin got the word
he showed a n~gga love, and fronted me a bird
so now it’s 36 zonеs of coke on the scale
it’s timе to get paid cause the hard white sells
this game is kinda shady so i’m stayin strapped
i gotta be alert, the homies got my back
we use to roll up, this is a hold up, ain’t nothing funny
i might’ve been born a gangsta now i’m in it for the money
[verse 2]
88’s the year, my papers stackin’
i’m slangin big coke enforcing with a mack 10
suckas duck for cover cause my brother is a gangsta too
one step to my posse and we bankin’ fools
i ain’t no soft ass sissy pretty boy type of balla
i’m a g~ngb~nging dope slangin’ shot caller
i’m checking paper by the thousands no more two’s and fews
then outta nowhere little brother called with bad news
“sh~t is getting crazy there’s a shortage in the bay
the prices getting lower competition’s in the way
the feds is gettin’ hot man they shaking the spot
and i think them n~ggas snitching all the homies gettin’ knocked”
first they f~ckin’ up my business then they snitchin’
yo what’s up with that
round up the homies grease the gats where them n~ggas at?
“i seen them posted on the other side of town”
yeah that’s cool, posse up it’s going down
i shows no love for bustas messin up my hustle
it’s time to put the [?] down and show who got the muscle
so homies get them ski masks ready for the caper
we bout to go to war cause the f~ckin up my paper, c’mon
[verse 3]
once again it’s on and now my posse’s on a rampage
out to send a message and i bet it make the front page
hallow points flyin’ n~ggas dyin’ from the gunplay
no time to pray, we doing hits on a sunday
my baby think i’m cheating we ain’t spending quality time no mo
i’m sitting back jus smokin’ weed
there’s a knock at my front door
(knock knock knock) (who is it?!)
“gang task force! d.s davis we got a warrant for your arrest”
it’s the dea and sfpd
bustin’ through the doors with their guns on me
and now there’s nowhere run and nowhere to hide
got gaffled with a warrant for a homicide
so now i’m sitting up in this jail cell, stuck with no bail
and confidential witnesses ready to tell
they tried interrogation, but it ain’t scarring me
until they brought my mamma down for conspiracy
so now i’m copping to a plea and they gonna let her go
i’m doing ten to fifteen in the pen~zo
the repercussions of my actions never crossed my mind
but mamma said a hard head’ll make a soft behind, still i’m~
[outro]
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