Представляем точный текст композиции "On Me" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «On Me» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. - "On Me"
Lyrics to On Me : (feat. Kurupt) [Intro: Kurupt] I aint got a problem with nobody, right' This is Young Gotti, but I got a problem with you Cause you got a problem with me Yeah nigga... keeping it real Gd up Hitting niggaz like +Boo-Yaa!+ punk What the fuck nigga! [Verse 1: Ganxta Ridd] Im Ridd rhyming, Im non existant Im just a daily, first to burn a convalescent Im the example of learning less Im spitting possible with two Wessons, no questions Im the question with no guessing Im kind of stressing more pounds than two jurisdictions These rappers dont want prohibition I will convict him Im the West Coast redemption Target, Coast Ridah, boost eye for an eye My blood line banging until the eight frame die I snuggle up the gun, full grip Them eyes on my dinero, then analyze this Real out the game, send them on their way to re-admit Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E., aint nothing changed, crowned and convinced Pimp slap bitches and hoes and gangster slap pimps And when I went through, its that GANGSTER SHIT [Chorus: Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E., Kurupt] [Boo-Yaa] Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta.. [Kurupt] You know what Im talking about [Boo-Yaa] You get them fast then.. [Boo-Yaa] Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta.. [Boo-Yaa] This ones on me [Boo-Yaa] Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta.. [Kurupt] Gangsta, right' [Boo-Yaa] You get them fast then.. [Boo-Yaa] Gangsta, gangsta, gangsta, gangsta.. [Boo-Yaa] This ones on me [Verse 2: Kurupt] Gs, Ts, where yall at' Riders, thats what yall are (are) Im a for real front line folder I fold front lines and then push they backs over Mama aint raised no busters (busters) And mama aint raised no punks! Well meet front to front Left the parking lot nigga, see what yall want (nigga) Ten toes, ten fingertips Niggaz dont really want to trip They want to catch a nigga twenty deep (deep) And catch niggaz thinking they could sleep (sleep) Aint no sleeping in a G zone nigga BC rider and they every ball nigga Boo-Yaa and Gotti the original, told yall nigga Yeah run through this motherfucker, Gd up huh' G cut Timbs from the feet up huh' [Chorus: Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. w/ minor variations] [Verse 3: Ganxta Ridd] They love it when I bang through Sex them all like a truce, fade them all like a rendez vous Im hitting senders like Im hitting switches Lay bikes like a pipe, play a brick and then they all my bitches Whos that', yall niggaz beef Its that motherfucker cause Im getting plot money Envisioning balls, Im wishing nuts and jaws Fuck them trick fools that dont want us to ball We street flavor, Blood we all involved Im all up in the guts quit ticking and crawl Pass the free fall, fuck the free shows Slap the hoe all, paws that explode Motherfuckers die trying mode Ganxta come on call me Ganxta Ridd B.C.D.P. B.T. for sure West West, East Side, .45 reload [Chorus x2: Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. w/ minor variations] [ On Me Lyrics ]
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