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Souls of Mischief - Danglin' lyrics
[Intro] Hey, yo, some niggas try to act like Act like they crazy but they really fake Fake shit they janky they shady say He a lady rockin' a broad y'all He could probably breed a baby [A-Plus] Ay, I done seen him lately I don't know if you spot him The type of cat that run his mouth and get you shot up "Y'all," he ain't got no partners He bust no slugs Not even a BB gun if it's beef he run [Opio] You got caught now you breathin' from a machine Cuz you sleepin' on how evil come back It's like a scene from The Mack The way you got pimp-slapped Then ramshackled for your bundle Late night on a track And felt the crackle or the thunder Your life snatched from right up under Fool you trifle of a slumber So eternally sleep You wasn't learnt in the streets [Phesto Dee] You just squirm when they turn up the heat Turnin' your sheets Youse a geek All obsessed with your d-boy image Around real hitters a small joke Tryin' to be down you get, broke Stickin' your spokes Trappin' your coke and still got, choked up They play strip poker with ya spoke of tough luck All for what? A fast buck [Chorus] Hey, yo, some niggas try to act like Act like they crazy but they really fake Fake see they janky they shady Me I can't relate to this imagery Arrangin' and changin' (and changin') (and changin') Rangin' from slangin' kilos To gangbangin' But we know your name and your people You ain't tanglin' You ain't from the set that you claimin' You danglin' [Opio] Premeditatin' murder rate Wet up off the sherminate Shots hit your vertebrae You wishin' you could turn the page And start from the beginnin' back at chapter one You was a virgin eighth grade No collapsin' lung Livin' free as the president now it's maximum Security for you permanent the battle was won [Tajai] Is so maddenin' to see you slip in The same pattern and some escape Many make the same dumb mistakes Tryin' the hardest to be Perceived as hard Posted on the corners with the cheap cigars Pants so baggy man you can barely keep 'em on Speakin' on things you got no business speakin' on But now keep keep it on And be the first nigga we creep up on Before you peep it you gone [Phesto Dee] Yeah, some niggas try to act like they crazy They shady Barnum & Bailey Clown Fugazis You was a dweeb in the eighties Thinkin' bulletproof now But them real niggas are bangin' [A-Plus] Hey, this is what we tryin' to tell Busters, suckers and tail tuckers All frail hustlers and nail buffers Leave it to the people that be it Till you had seen it, but I seen it Cats ain't breathin' when they leave you bleedin' on the cement These phoney niggas make believe it I hope a nine to your mind ain't what it take to free, hate to see [Chorus] - 2X |
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