Tech N9ne - Gangsta Shap | Текст песни

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[Verse 1: Krizz Kaliko]
Huh, yo, it don't start until I get there, show 'em how to Gangsta Shap
Cause where I'm from, that's where all the gangstas at
And when we come, yo we get to acting a ass
And we go (Dumb) if we get to moving too fast
See we go stuie-ooowee, rep from the Bay, all the way
To Missouri-ouri, back it up on me mama
Look what you do to me-ooowee
We do it raw dawg, off caribou louy-ooowee
Or that super dooey-ooowee Cheers!
One or two beers and you shap, it's like
Lean and rock with it, only you don't lean and snap, you like
"Left side, right side, hands about, chest high"
Then you wink at shorty in the corner with the left eye
(How you doing?) I'm off a little somethin' leanin'
Weed got me nervous, got a lil' trouble breathin' (Breathin')
Me and my heathen's is about to turn this mother out
Dip in the whip, burn rubber out Gangsta Shap

[Hook] (8X)
Gang-Gang-Gangsta Shap

[Verse 2: Kutt Calhoun]
Wait a minute, hold up
There's too many chiefs and not enough soldiers
For the world wars, standin' on the front line
Tighten my toga I'm a Greek God
Blood affiliated, Deuce Klik Street Mob
Man I put this souly on my dookie brown dickeys
Hail to the B side
Can't Aptivate these Killa City killings
Nigga you can't calculate big clips long
Inner City menaces, these kids get it (On)
We don't fight no more, all we do is this
All we do is this, lately it's been through a bitch
And that's cost for livin' in, the center of Killa City
Where these niggas Willy Wonk and choppin' any men
Who feeling they really raw, get to pullin' dogs
At the dark demonians, nobody for you to call
When they do this all just a harsh remembrance
You might have got through it all but was too involved
And it's very scary, it's kind of pathetic
Nobody is sympathetic, when you dead and buried
We rugged and rigid no pun is intended
And when them thangs go clap
We gangstas man, we bring the trap
Remember killas don't dance man
We G-G-G-Gang-G-G-G

[Hook] (8X)

[Verse 3: Tech N9ne]
I re-member my school days, when I was a dancer
Back when LL Cool J was walking with a panther
Actually dancing was not that rap was the answer
But with the shap, it's cool for the gangsta to dance to
Still here we stand with this dance that spread like a cancer
Cool for the man, even the woman with the baby in pampers
Dancin' is deep and it's dirty like the crevice of your hamper
Raisin' your hands up high in this bitch cause you amped up (Go!)
Nike, Air Jordan at the bottom in the middle was a Nautica pair
Lot of erotica there, but up top I got the gangsta black
Doin' the Gangsta Shap, nigga thanks for that Imperial nigga
You don't want to see me go speedy, bro need to see me flow
Never get this choppin' up out of me, he better see the dough
We be so cold with it, boy we need some wool mittens
Ladies just roll with it, everything is cool, kitten
Tilt your head like you got some screws missin'
But have that look on your face Like when you say you bullshittin'
Gangsta Shap

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