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[intro: la the darkman]
yeah. yeah. yo. yo.
yo. trapacanti. yo.

[chorus: la the darkman]
when i walk these streets, like bamboo, im strapped
get your brain tapped by fourty-four caliber gats
it aint like that, cats gotta learn to relax
if i let the gun clap, you have no wish, youre on your ass

[la the darkman]
if you see at cat without his vest hangin by his neck
then la done it, im tryin to see this benz six-hundred
with a fly bitch, a gat and cognac gettin blunted
readin the tablet of my money from the kids that i fronted
you dont want it, shootin slugs outta an armored green lex
>from four pounds that fuck you up like a plane wreck
dont gamble with a tech, car is quicker than the eye
my style, top secret like a bosnian spy
now y, new york have you laced in chalk
the south bronx, what you thought when we let are guns talk?
its bloodsport, the darkman call it like he sees
been in buildings, doin eighty in a black m3
medallion swingin a linx, costin bount ten gs
n.y.c., where killas bust cops at me

[chorus]

[la the darkman]
new york aint fuckin playas, we live gun sprayers
movin crack frm the streets of manhatt to the himalayans
amadeus, why these cali craps tryin to front?
ass gotta cut ropes, tryin to bungee jump
tight cunt, all white planes roll, we night creepers
in bubble coats, eight hundred beapers, force one sneakers
i stay fly, holdin it down for my block
what up ock? you could get a four-four shot
and dont think it cant happen cuz you on the t.v. rappin
i sneakin from b.x., b.k. and the staten
manhatten and queens jookin kids for rings
new york, new york, the big city of dreams
some rap legends were put in jail, you thought we failed
now im back like ll, when he was rockin the bells
takin rap back to the days of foodstamps and tramps
pit stains in the stair case and vise-grip clamps
kid, im amped, cats try to diss the originators
in land cruisers, on timbs, subways and elevators
holdin steel, you frontin niggaz better get real
im gettin money, blow my nose with a hundred dollar bill
how you feel? and fuck where you at, its where you from
to that cats, thats eighty-five: blind, deaf and dumb
run and get your gun, i come in the name of allah
to my people, the inglewood family swine, power refined
you cant see, we runnin outta time
if the east and west kill eachother, who gon shine?
we losin our mind, the rap shit is turnin into crime
nowadays soft niggaz bust techs and nines
so, what?


Gnderen:Webmaster

478 kez okundu





la the darkman en ok okunan 10 arks

1. love
2. figaro chain
3. souls
4. lucci
5. fifth disciple
6. element of surprise
7. i want it all album version
8. shine
9. az the world turnz album version
10. city lights


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