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Artiste:
House Gang Animalz
Titre:
Same Shit (Different Day)
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[Intro: Carlton Fisk] Ya'll mothafuckas gon' find out what it really is out here Staten Island, 'bout a thousand niggaz handlin' pipes Fuck y'all niggaz think, what's wrong with y'all? Ya'll niggaz stupid or somethin'? We gon' get at you, Carlton Fisk The big G with the O in the front, nigga Fuck around if you want to, faggots We got y'all niggaz, watch it! Y. Mil! [Carlton Fisk:] I'm from where, little niggaz stash cracks in they ass Don't trust fiends, keep a lighter seal in they bags In the day we might, hug and laugh But tomorrow, it's a different day, do somethin', I'm on your ass Get a grip on yourself son, 'fore you get splashed A room was circulatin' the ave [Interlude: Carlton Fisk (Donnie Cash)] [sirens] Yo there they go, mothafucka, I'mma kill you! Yo, bitch ass! Oh he runnin' too, word to mother Yo where Donnie at? (Yo, I got 'em) Get that bitch, run nigga yeah, mothafucka! [gunshots] [Donnie Cash:] D.C. a family man, so when I'm spittin' nigga Ya'll can all get it like a family plan And I ain't missin', I ain't takin' a chance Plan to wake in advance Play my position, never breakin' my stance Ya'll the niggaz that be takin' the stand I'm never snitchin', bitch I'm straight in the can Still pitchin', move weight when I can In the kitchen with the bass in the pan And from the kitchen, dogs, straight through the fan And the missions for the gate to expand Hit every state, what it takes to a fan Hit every tape with it, I'm straight with the fans So I'm still gettin' cake in advance But I pray that I don't make the advance But I know I gotta make it dog, and if I gotta take it, I am You could reach for it, I'm breakin' your hands And squeeze the heater in your face to a jam Cause I'm eager to escape from this land Where the eagles and the snakes are scammed And leave me sleepin' in the lake with clams It's D.C., I'm a ape of a man D.C., I'm a ape of a man