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  • Текст песни DFC, MC Breed - Underground Slang

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    Big city lights, big city name
    Where the only thing you know is the dope-dealing game
    Makin' that money just as fast as you can
    And this pride is yours in bein a (dopeman)
    Rollin big cars and carryin big knots
    Niggas pushin' Benzes with the drop-tops
    Bitches all around, all over the place
    Eyes open wide for a sap to chase
    They just lookin' for a fool to pay the rent
    But bitch, you're dead wrong, you won't get a cent
    Girlies out there, they don't know my name
    MC Breed and that's me and that's one and the same
    I went from pushin ki's of pure d caine
    To writin' def lyrics for the Underground Slang

    (Money bustin' out my socks)

    The you-n-d-e-are-ground
    Punk, don't make a sound
    DFC comin' through like: move!
    'Cause ain't shit for my posse to prove
    Poppin' caps don't matter, brain cells scatter
    We head away on a 20 ft. ladder
    Free as a bird, time to pass go
    The posse break out, and T's drivin' real slow
    Lights start flashin' all in my face
    Red said "Fuck it," and began to race
    Went twenty miles up, ridin' through [Name]
    T looked at me, said (peep the gas tank)
    To hell with it, pull on the side of the road
    "Get our of your jeep!" - man, you are cold
    I yelled out the roof: "Fuck you hoes!"
    We paid twenty grand for bullet-proof windows
    Two ounces of dope in my fix-a-flat
    Two rounds of ammo for my personal gat
    Killed a 8 Ball, I'm ready to go
    The sounds of flashing nine made my blood flow
    Jumped on the roof and sprayed the beamlight
    Twenty dead cops who ain't nothin' nice
    People don't know us, and they call us a gang
    But we fo' raw niggas from the Underground Slang

    The Underground Slang
    Man cold 40s, man
    Lay back, uknowmsayin'?
    Some of these girlies out there, uknowmsayin'?
    The homie Red, uknomsayin'
    Cash T, Technology, me MC Breed
    The whole DFC posse, uknowmsayin?
    Standin' for the 'Dope Force Connection'
    Peace

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