Caddillac Tah, Chink Santana, Ja Rule, Ronnie Bumps Lyrics

Album: Unknown

Gangstafied

Hey Gotti, Hey Chuck

 How the fuck we gon' keep droppin this fire on these niggaz?

 Know what I'm saying we killin' 'em on the radio

 Then we jump off onto this gangsta shit

 Bless our niggaz on the block

 Could bring it however, you know what I'm sayin'?

 However they want it

 I don't think these niggaz understand we still don't give a fuck

 Know what I'm talkin' about?

 

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 Niggaz want the drama?

 They can get it 'cause we soilders and we ridin' 'till we die

 Straight gangstafied y'all, betta reconize

 Sent the clique to fuck

 We be pushin over bitches 'bout they motherfuckin buisness

 And we gon' be thuggin it fo' life

 You could see it in their eyes, dog they never lie

 Sent the clique to fuck

 

 [Caddillac Tah]

 Yeah, yo

 Niggaz trying to take us off our crime

 We back for the first time, like luga

 Chrisin' nigga listen we holdin rugaz

 You be wavin them pee shootas

 We be blowin the sticky buda, to cancel shit I ain't new to niggaz

 Better gaurd your madula, when I spit I'm hittin a shoota

 And used ta, The drag

 So I keep the hammer tucked under the mitchell and ness

 To clips in the vest, leavin yo' family stressed

 Yeah I'm a son of a basterd

 Gun playin I masterd, and way above the average

 Swiffin' and cash is hate day(Hands up!)

 Go on the floor nigga it's pay day, you know the prosedure

 Her animal and holdin heat it toatin the refer

 Rollin off the purple people eating the farari madinas

 Push the red line, Nigga for that bread I grind

 And each and everytime, I catch a nigga slippin' I'm gon' get him

 So stay on yo' P's, We gangstafied G's

 And thanks to I.G we flyin at hot speed

 

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 [Ronnie Bumps]

 I'm the reason you wake up and cry(It's on nigga)

 I'ma be 'till you crawl up and die(hold on nigga)

 For the first time I feelin my light(it's on nigga)

 We movin weight if the price is right(hold on nigga)

 Gotta tell 'em they ain't talkin, for them niggaz who creepin'

 Gotta tangle in the walkin', You either dead when you sleepin'(Tie 'em up!)

 Gimme a minute you be ??? Huggin the clip

 You wishin it wasnt a day like this(I wonder why)

 Ii be in yo' crib bangin yo' bitch(I love to fly)

 Let her give you head and shit

 When you done give her back I got some breads to get

 That's yo' bitch, but my hoe, you owe me dough

 I P-I-M-P, Ridiculous my nigga

 My guns stay empty, they sick of this nigga

 I ran threw the game, Shots wit no name, Blocks wit gun play

 Like we're on cocaine Nigga!

 

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 [Ja Rule]

 For the life of me, I can't see why niggaz run on the gaurd

 It's unrighticously hard, and foolish like Shawn

 But I know, niggaz is scared of the kid it's cool

 If you don't know by now niggaz the name is Rule

 I put it on yea fake fashion and pump motherfuckers

 'Cause I'm always on time, especially when I caught a quarter past nine

 Iin the mornin nigga, Catch you yawnin nigga, It's murda my nigga

 Fuck 'em 'cause these bitches got a dream to hear me

 Like I got a different stroke, and I'm fucked in pennies

 But the reality it hurts more than the truth

 The bitches you be fuckin on be fuckin me to

 It's surf boo, The trust with niggaz with benz's and big trucks

 Them MTV cribs, off the islands here

 And y'all scared I can see it in yo' eyes

 'Cause y'all don't want no more driver in yo' eyes

 

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