Threat (Deadly Threat)
Threat (Deadly Threat) - Nigga's Like You songtekst
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When I swing through the Zoo I see niggas like you Makin little locs, sell a little dope The shit ain't cool, you broke the rules Do your own dirt, put in your own work What, what are you scared? 'fraid you'll get snared Where was yo' ass when war was declared? Sittin back relaxin givin orders like some captain while I'm on the frontline, down for mine Oh with no pass, ass good as grass What I mean next you're seen you might be green Send me on a mission too hot, get out the kitchen blame this fire, can't get caught, I got pryors Riskin my life for the turf or some stripes and they don't give a fuck, so I don't give a fuck I trust my own eyes, they tell no lies Came down on your heads and mines, all the lost lives L.A., P.D., can't let 'em see me Cause they like to clown folks on the down-stroke Forgot where you grew, and now he don't kick it with his crew "Man I never thought I'd see is.." how niggas like you, and niggas like you and niggas like you, and niggas like you and niggas like you, and niggas like you and niggas like you better watch what you do Niggas like you, niggas like you Hit me up, tryin to make me erupt Like a volcano, these same ol', same ol' niggas that we used to chase I don't forget a face Throwin up they sets with they thumbs and they index Nigga please, you don't wanna fuck with these Believe, me, fat meat is greasy I got love for those that got love for me I come in peace but the streets ain't peace Niggas fresh out the pen plan on goin back again with a dub on the hang, niggas on swoll Damn, I hate to see 'em outta control Insane no brain I don't need no gang Show up at the party off that Bacardi Talkin loud, long shit for miles Pull out the M-1 and move the crowd Niggas wanna set-trip it's time to start the checklist Don't twitch and get smoked for that little-ass necklace Don't look around and say, "Who me?" Yeah you I wash my hands and I'm through with niggas like you, and niggas like you and niggas like you, and niggas like you and niggas like you, and niggas like you and niggas like you, and niggas like you, too Next motherfucker got killed Ran up in Capitol Hill but now he's only a Bill Clinton, get bitten, you know damn well the nigga got the chronic for sale Smashin the whole damn block when the cocktails drop Look I see smoke, let's roll loc Dashin through the jungle like a, bat out of hell Him and Dan Quayle, listen for the shells A jungle sometimes, it's like a jungle sometimes So if your ass is behind, stop and rewind Findin it hard to say no to the big gold rope Comin up fat you thought now trace him with the chalk You slip, you trip, out for the count Pronounced, pour out the 40 ounce brew For you, your crew, cause, y'all must be knew (to the L.A. Zoo) they say niggas like you