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Utwór: Get away from the door

  • wykonawca: Cappadonna
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     [Intro: Cappadonna]
  Yo! Get away from the door
  Everybody get the fuck back
  Staten Island, stand up
  
  [Cappadonna]
  I live a street life, nothin' but hard times and strife
  I be stuck on the block try'nna make things right
  Sold crack for a living, now I could write
  Not just for the paper, for the sacrifice
  Vibe with me, the cops come ride with me
  I'm all in the hood, yeah nigga, slide with me
  If the feds start lookin' for Don, survive with me
  Experience my ill pain, the broke windows in the rain
  Crackheads goin' insane
  Marlo stuck dope in his vein, lift him up
  Bodies in the back of the hood, stiffen up
  It get ugly and shit, why it gotta be this?
  We came a long way, fuck cheaters
  We don't wanna bust the Heaterz
  No speakin' on the phone, we don't trust receivers (yeah)
  Park Hill be the real niggaz and Don' Divas (it ain't over, it just begun)
  
  [Chorus: Inspectah Deck]
  Enough of your bullshit, my niggaz'll pull quick
  Berettas and full quicks, guerillas and convicts
  Armed and dangerous, bombs and bangers, kid
  Stormin' the game with it, calm but anxious and
  I'll whip yo ass for this, come with the cash or it's
  On with the blast and it's, gonna get hazardous
  Niggaz should know by now, niggaz should know my style
  Shaolin, hold me down, frontin', there goes the pow!
  
  [Cappadonna]
  Why it gotta be like this
  Police fightin' us with night sticks, niggaz carryin' ice picks
  Sometimes, niggaz we do crimes, I ain't gotta tell you
  Niggaz throwin' up signs, niggaz shipped to Bellview
  Son, don't let coke dog smell you
  Run if you packin' something, do what I tell you
  Skate, nigga, never let jake nail you
  I got caught up in the grind but I fell through
  Now I'm back on the spot, keep my eye on you
  Make a phone call, kid, or put a spy on you..
  And this is dedicated to all my niggaz in the ghetto
  Big dimes and C Rule, jugs of Palmetto
  I'm in too deep and I just can't let go
  Catchin' my pain, real niggaz that respect dough
  
  [Chorus]
  
  [Outro: Cappadonna (sample)]
  It's my world!
  Fucked up... stick 'em! Ugh..
  2-4, Graveyard Shift
  (The names and the faces have changed
  But the game, is still the same...)
  

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