Представляем точный текст композиции "Gangsta Melody" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста C.P.O. . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Gangsta Melody» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую C.P.O. передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
C.P.O. - "Gangsta Melody"
Lyrics to Gangsta Melody : (feat. MC Ren) [MC Ren] Ima prisoner like Im onna ball and a chain so I stand aside while I ride and my gang throws Bouncin around like a ball that you can catch with a mitt While the other motherfuckers catch a fit I snap necks and break arms and start storms But you couldnt keep warm ya trashed your uniform I dragged the ball, the chain was a weapon so But I was in the eye of the law so I kept it low When its time to smoke Im no joke The chainll twist around ya throat to choke So, ya turn red then ya dead But in the world that youre steppin thats minus one illiterate head Its easier said than done I consider it fun to smoke a nigga witta gun MC Ren slappin motherfuckers up with a wrench Witha bitch on the corner in a trench And youre tense cause you know Im packin with lead Plus your also shakin cause your mommas there holdin my dick head So everything is movin steadily Cause MC Ren is lettin off with the melody Kick It [Lil Nation] Like a deciever, cold is the fever that I began with I loaded a clip I gatted up and I ran with Attempt to escape but too late cause I ran amuck Police was in pursuit but I didnt give a fuck Another unit hooked to chase I slowed down to let em catch up to look at my face They dont fuck with the kingpin of the hood They wanna arrest me but they never could Because with no hesitation I put a gun to your head and blast it Face the Nation youll be dead so pull up a casket I bring descension upon on sucka And just for attention I go loke and smoke a motherfucker Never jock when clockin dollars I dont play I do this shit for many hours a day For like 20, and for the other four I got my drawers around my ankles And got my dick in somebodys hoe Thats how Im livin and I dont give a damn Call you a hoe, this is the kinda motherfucker I am Born to be insane fuck what youre tellin me Yo Tre, pump this shit up for Gangsta Melody [Lil Nation] Its like a psycho, born with my hand on a rifle My gauge is like a god and my bullets are like disciples Born to jack when I pack I go underground Silencers are on my gats so I can kill without a sound No need for yankin my posse off the motherfuckin shelf Cause Ima posse my God damn self With a vengenance to fuck a local heroism Yo, Im in a show, CPO youre vocal terrorism First priority is make police departments a mockery I even got the governor jockin me Dissed all the law beggin me, leave my law Turn the macks down to minimal, Im a criminal to em, but I want the shoots with attempt to annihilate I know the law but Im destined to violate The fugitive offender I dont need luck to reherse On my agenda fuckin up is like first They said gonna put me in a door tight facility But Ill fight back by bustin a quiet soliliquy Thats what I do til I die while the law tries to spoil my rebelry I be loyal to gangsta melody [ Gangsta Melody Lyrics ]
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