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  • Текст песни Ms. Jade - She's A Gangsta



    Who da hell wan test me big guns and things
    see me in the source book bitch frozen rings
    never bin a follower always bin a leader
    y'all to need is get down on ya knees
    when you agreed im a gangsta
    see me in a ball wit my n*ggaz
    ? dudes aint afraid to pull da trigger
    get shit trucked ima fuckin icon
    n*ggaz in da streets whispering bout my rock
    cos im da broad from da east
    smelling like gucci and envy linen pants with
    the crease
    ya wanna piece i dont think ya hand ready
    c 55 but i used to push da shell in
    fucked up tracks which y'all just rap
    never touch paper most a y'all just act high these flights pimp rap
    must tell y'all da truth i get it in
    but y'all messed around in da boot
    what da fuck y'all suck comin all y'all smuts
    poppin up worldwide everywhere like starbucks
    what da fuck y'all suck comin all y'all smuts
    poppin up worldwide everywhere like starbucks

    hook: she's a gangsta not a prankster y'all
    not a follower but a leader now can y'all feel dat
    timbaland: she's a gangsta girl, she's a gangsta girl
    ms jade : now can y'all feel dat
    timbaland: she's a gangsta girl, she's a gangsta girl

    verse 2: i got a sick giff, roll me a big spliff,
    crazy when da mic palm in my black fist
    you do it like you, i do it like dis
    ms jade powerful da project piss
    now how y'all want play, spit it for da big pay
    i leave dat ass up in smoke like eminem and dre
    semi auto a.k, do da shit da philly way
    we roll out the ? just to get away
    best bout time we settle this
    up in da club throwin bows acting ghetto-ish
    and if i stop ima still be a rebel chick,
    hey you fuckas lookin quick
    puffin in a tin of it be da case like puffy did
    legistyle im poppin big , when im gone trust me ima still live
    take but id rather give you fuckin with the bigger kids,
    bigger ones, bigger funs, bigger foods,
    timbaland give the beats

    hook x1

    verse 3: choosing down 95 with a cup in my hand
    hot grills large bills top up in da rubber band
    got da anger math, wont let em burn me out
    cos ima strong black women ya grown black woman
    games do i really play 9-5 bin paid
    pills are da grim shit, never fuck widda trays
    i dont care if it bothers you im still gon blaze
    so sick like a virus that never goes away
    hey hold ya breath you can smell da success
    spit 16 if da pit pat on your chest
    yes im so blessed ya cats is so stressed
    yeh da streets bin talkin bout my pin a due da rest
    future mapped out, money linked all in
    ima saturate da game then sink y'all in
    snakes fates and dick riders what i despise
    out to take it all over and will not compromise

    hook x2