Ghetto 9 - The Big Throwback (the empty clip mix) | Текст песни

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• The Big Throwback (the empty clip mix)

Music by: Joel
Lyrics by: Curtis, Colin and Joel
Recorded, produced, and mixed by: Joel
(And yes, we realize this song does not make any sense, whatsoever.)
"Run for your lives, it's Ghetto 9"
Yo D-Shred, roll the beats!

Yo, I holla
Citrys Splasch, gettin' together with Ghetto 9,
For the first time,
And here is The Postman, aight.
Why am I so gangsta?

Yo, I see handprints, and I was wondering why,
Why, why is my crib so holla fly?
I spray Fabreeze and read the label,
She ain't no spring renewal, that's no fable.
Open my window and look out,
At the grey slick streets of Brooklyn, south.
Cats be a callin' me, Postman we rollin,
But eyes so fly they don't be knowing
I write my rhymes with a sparkly blue pen
And it's ill - I.L.L. - with a capital 'I'
Yo, yo

Representin' my boyz in central

The feeling of wearing new shoes,
while shopping, for more new shoes.
Why am I so gangsta?
Gangsta! Why am I so gangsta?
These shoes are gangsta!
Especially the laces!

Got my 'Throwback' on.
K-Swiss is how it's done.
I choose a Tek-9 when I want it crunk.
I ask myself all the time,
Why am I so gangsta, I'm so supa fly.
Holla! Hold up!
Throwing it down, and I'm holding it up.
I'm so gangsta, so flippin crunk.
Yeah, preach Gangsta 9!
Representin' Bo'ness and Nerd-X all the time
Straight flow, poppin collas'
Holla to the balla, and your motha, and I know
And we all breakin it down, breakin it down, so slow
Uh huh, Yeah

"Run for your lives, it's a tek-9!!"

Wearing new shoes! While shopping for more new shoes!

Running from the five-O, they just don't know,
I got new K-Swiss from Footlocker, yo
Sixty-two fifty, it's a good sale
For me and my peeps, and all them who deal.
And we break it, and we pop it red and white,
And it's all that son, and it's all that 'n tight,
yeah'huh, yea! Holla!

24-7. and I got the new kicks,
And the laces, and it all just beautifully mix
You know I love it, it's like cake and butta
And it all fits together like my neo brutha,
yeah,

I, I'm so fly, cause I, am a gangsta!
I, I'm so fly, cause I, am a gangsta!
I, I'm so fly, cause I, am a gangsta!
I, I'm so fly.
Gangsta!!!
Why am I so gangsta?!

"That's probably enough, eh?"

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