Messy Marv Like Me текст песни, слова песни Like Me Messy Marv
Messy Marv - Like Me
In the function Mess be stuntin
Some of these niggas like Messy frontin
Till Mess come back with a Sp somethin
And put lead in your chest and stomach
And If you got a vest it's nothin, we got teflons
Rubber band money that ti, that stretch long
The west is back niggas been gettin slept on
Some niggas fell off some niggas kept on
But not me I'm gangsta gangsta
On my hip I got somethin that's dangerous
In the pea coat I got a thing that's stainless
Hop out the range and just aim at strangers
The Boy Boy don't get no better
Only time you in the hood is in that Ecko sweater
Lil dude got you thinkin you somethin
Second rounds on a bitch I ain't payin for nothin
[Chorus:]
I wish God made more niggas like me, ghetto ass niggas like me
There ain't no nigga like me you a fool no nigga like me
Cause I'm a hustler and everybody knows my name, they know my game they know I bang
There still ain't no nigga like me, he ain't built no nigga like me
[Verse 2:]
For God sakes I got ways I smoke lots of gonja
Maybe that's the same reason why my guap is longer,
Gotta catch me in the traffic I'm under
Probably in the kitchen with the mix like Aunt Jemima
So holla, I got the LBX's just to hold me off til the LP presses
I'm in the swivel seats with the Alanta freaks
Buyin swisher sweets like where the hell he get this?
You know I pack them 2's boy
You'll get touched like a catholic school boy
Fuck all that other shit Messy's dangerous
I be moving 8 balls like I'm rackin pool boy
I'm on the phone with the streets on the other line
Cause the block hot like leather seats in the summer time
I shake Feds, break bread like Duncan, ha
Dump 9's we been through this a hundred times
[Chorus:]
I wish God made more niggas like me, ghetto ass niggas like me
There ain't no nigga like me you a fool no nigga like me
Cause I'm a hustler and everybody knows my name, they know my game they know I bang
There still no nigga like me, he ain't built no nigga like me
[Verse 3:]
You don't wanna be weapons, the foefoe that's the key weapon Open your belly like a B section
I ain't C' steppin I get my B thang on
And I ain't hatin get ya C thing on
Look niggas better go back home before I pass the fence
Get ya head busted thinkin' I'm a pacifist
We got 2's, 23's with banana clips
When the hammer hit it'll turn ya into banana split
Shit I'm a force to be wreckin with
The same one all the whores still be effin with
Click clack and of course I be reppin it
Pull up in that black thing nigga like the president
Uhhhh you dudes think you hot
But I been in it for a minute and I think you not
The Boy Boy is back nigga
Coke and crack nigga
K's and gas, my goons'll lay you flat nigga
[Chorus:]
I wish God made more niggas like me, ghetto ass niggas like me
There ain't no nigga like me you a fool no nigga like me
Cause I'm a hustler and everybody knows my name, they know my game they know I bang
There still ain't no nigga like me, he ain't built no nigga like me
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