Partners-n-crime

Partners-n-crime - What'cha Wanna Do? songtekst

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(feat. Lil' Leroy, Prime Time)



[Kangol Slim]

I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on

What 'Cha Wanna Do?

I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on

What 'Cha Wanna Do?

I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on

What 'Cha Wanna Do?

I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on

What 'Cha Wanna Do?



[Prime Time]

Now where I bang at, is where I slang at

The place you get stanked at, spanked at

Ganked at, don't even thank that

The set is where I make my bank at

Keep my thang at, I'm at the top of my list

That's where I make my rank at

Never got sanked at, shanked at

Ain't even got no complaints yet

But I'll be fucked

If I'ma gonna let that nigga get the bitch out me

But if he doubt me, then I'ma show him what I'ma about then

If any nigga set trip on my block, gettin' dropped

Try'na top what I got, drop from the pop, pop

Stuck in this Rehabilitation, can't be thinkin' bout fornication

Let it be known from this demonstration,  frustration and patience

Got a nigga buckin' loose, keepin' it real with my Troops

No more wrong doin' it with my Group

Get 'cha good out ya Lexus Coope

Bustin' loose nigga, and that's how we do nigga



[Lil' Leroy]

I'm clickin' technique twelve hundred, cross faddier style

Precede to get wild, buckin' poppin' toppin'

Upper Level know nigga, ain't no stoppin'

Strickly representin' tation, times a waistin'

Parish Prison is what I'm facin'

Deader then life, like hittin' the pipe

You know it's wrong but we can't live right

Always on the get over, so pull yo shit over

Straight jackin', fuck the askin'

New Range Rover, assault riffle, red line, twelve gage

To yo mother fuckin' spine, tell me what'cha gettin' all hype for?

Is this, what 'cha wanna loose ya life for

Reachin' steppin', buck, buck, hit the cut, press my luck

I had to bust



[Kangol Slim]

I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on

What 'Cha Wanna Do?

I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on

What 'Cha Wanna Do?

I feel like bustin' loose, bustin' loose

I feel like bustin' loose, bustin' loose

I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on

What 'Cha Wanna Do?

I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on

What 'Cha Wanna Do?



[Kangol Slim]

We be's P-N-C, shinnin' larger then light

We went from, rags to riches

To not havin' to havin' bitches

Breakin' MC's down to the smallest molecule

No need for you to keep rappin'

Cause right now Son, you out of fuel

Let it be known if you got beef on yo chest

I release with these slugs, drippin' through yo fuckin' flesh

Got a Vest, no need to worry Rhinos will handle that

Through yo chest, out yo back, lay you flat

You fuckin' with them best, South Coast Thugs

Showin' you know love, draggin' yo ass through the mud

Niggas better lay low, when we come around the bin

With that mini Mack Ten, ready to do yo pussy ass in



[Mista Menor]

I'm Presidential, but I stay in an Uptown Residential

Better check my Qadentials, to see my Potentials

Macks and K's, release fire when they spray

It's time to bring some light into yo cave

Better behave or be a memory, you not a friend of me

You spittin' bluffery, thinkin' you can fuck with me

I'm puffin' green, the man that keep silver packs

While you snortin' black, I'll be buckin' at

Still think I won't, bet I will

Bally Tee-shirts, Black dresses this is real

Drama kill



[Kangol Slim]

All the time somebody gotta go



[Mista Menor]

But not me, I'm protected by the Law ya know

It takes two to tangle, you try to diss me on ya single

Disrespectin' me and my nigga Kangol



[Kangol Slim]

A crucial angle



[Mista Menor]

We squash beef with some heat seekers

We some Night Creepers

To make it equal, snatch you from yo people



[Kangol Slim]

I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on

What 'Cha Wanna Do?

I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on

What 'Cha Wanna Do?

I feel like bustin' loose, bustin' loose

I feel like bustin' loose, bustin' loose

I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on

What 'Cha Wanna Do?

I live the Hi-Life come on, come on, come on

What 'Cha Wanna Do?

Do you like it? (Yeah)

If you had it would ya flaunt it? (Yeah)

Tell me do you like it? (Yeah)

If you had would ya flaunt it? (Hell Yeah)

It's Yours

I feel like bustin' loose, bustin' loose

I feel like bustin' loose, bustin' loose
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