What's happening playa Just sitting here you know Putting together some of that ghetto gumbo You know Some motherf**king gumbo Yeah ni**a gum in the mother f**k bo
Like that there Yeah I got my niggas in here We finna put it down You know what I'm saying real real special You know Check it out like this here As I get to bustin' This introduction Of mind corruption
And rhyme seduction I steal and fill brains With game and mo' thangs Like them d**e thangs And what that hoe brang Creep on Crest streets Speak on fresh beats Hit the motel and freak on fresh sheets And wet sheets is the end result Been killing long cock since ten years old See I blend this old game with this new And ain't no telling what a b**ch will do Now picture you In my position Steady getting sweated by the opposition Could you handle All this scandal And keep on stepping like boots and sandals My handle is young Mac Dre Silky slim is my A K A And you know that bay is my rompin' grounds I mean stompin' grounds But I like the way Rompin' sounds So I'm a keep it Romp related And if it ain't down with the romp I hate it Well let me jump into the pot With all the hustlers and players Chop potatoes with Phillie faders Knocking niggas with Tre Eights But now I See my niggas at the spot with the session Illegal product Then people plotted rotted with no confessions Smith and Wessons Demonstrations with Fully Autos actin' Conversations at the lab to keep the trackers trackin' Double backin' to the spot where all the money filter Keep it on the down low You never tell about your scrilla On the reala I breaks it down in all directions It's the Fillmoe players with the O And the Crest connection All in the session with my folks You know they got the Dolo Hit the gateway tracks Like some fiends in a forward Volvo Bought a Bolo Seen Kelly mashed off and then we hollered Trailing Coolio and Mac Dre in a green Impala Getting cloudy The laboratorys just like a porny Got a patient Cousin Quinn is making the sh*t get saramani Hella fetti We ready steady with all the bumbles Keeping it real with Dangerous Dame And Mac Mall in this f**king gumbo
Straight paper Straight fetti Straight gumbo
Niggas we pull Niggas will say so We hit the strip from San Jose to Vallejo
Make more scrilla by the mouth piece Non-talking niggas don't know sh*t about me Ignore 'em like b**ches Respect There ain't a hand out Like a sore thumb fake niggas always stand out Player hater prayer Praying that I buckle everyday Ain't worth five cents or my knuckles to the face But my burners ain't feeling no flesh If you niggas wanna test Let it jump and we could put the sh*t to rest You thinking deeply But I be on service like a shark Consider me that hate But see I serve you from the heart 'Cause love loves me And hate loves me So what the f**k you think You can't f**k with me You paying dopefiends to put 'em to work But now your money's gettin' low While I be getting low with this wicked flow You got at me last night But I wasn't asking who was bustin' the trigger I'm blowing big bomb smoke Yelling Nothin' a** ni**a My pimping ain't soft I'm taking no losses
So why the hell do you persist To put me in crosses You thought it was shackles But then they was ropes And now they're spider webs I broke on you hoes I know what you're doing before you do it Got an outside plan
But in the end you're looking stupid Huh yeah 'Cause Dangerous Dame got 'em Riding on the freeway Actions speak louder I don't f**k with he say she say Think you got game Never could you had it You niggas are crying wolf While I'll be f**king Jessica Rabbit Straight trading places But fool this ain't no dream You was happy as hell When you had me under your infra red beam Once again get low for the East O Add a little recipe to the gumbo Add me Mix me up Stir me in the pot With these niggas that fix me up See back in 91 Coolio was the sh*t So now we cooking a batch of gumbo And it ain't gonna quit My ni**a the Bigga Figga Adding that spice so fool it's saucy You b**ches thinking you'll eat for free Well this sh*t is costly So back up off me And recognize the sound is poppin' Beause we steadily droppin' d**e Like the keys you coppin'
Mother f**kers they get to actin foul When they know they can't f**k with the style Smile punk mother f**ker sucka hating bustas Ain't no friends when it comes to ends So you can not trust us But trust me You can not dust me Or try and bust me dumbo Your a** gets heated in this pot of gumbo
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ท่อนฮุก ของเพลง Gumbo คืออะไร ?
Mother f**kers they get to actin foul When they know they can't f**k with the style Smile punk mother f**ker sucka hating bustas Ain't no friends when it comes to ends So you can not trust us But trust me You can not dust me Or try and bust me du
