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Tytuł: Just to get a rep

  • Wykonawca: Gang Starr
  • Wy¶wietleń: 232

  
   Stick up kids is out to tax (2x)
  And this is how the story goes
  Brothers are amused by others brother's reps
  But the thing they know best is where the gun is kept
  'Cause in the night, you'll feel fright
  And at the sight of a 4-5th, I guess you just might
  Wanna do a dance or two
  'Cause they could maybe bust you for self or wit a crew
  No matter is you or your brother's a star
  He could pop you in check without a getaway car
  And some might say that he's a dummy
  But sticking you and taking all of your money
  It's a daily operation
  He might be loose in the park or lurking at the train station
  Mad brothers know his name
  So he thinks he got a little fame
  >From the stick-up game
  And while we're blaming society
  He's at a party with his man
  They got their eye on the gold chain
  That the next man's wearing
  It looks big but they ain't staring
  Just thinking of a way and when to get the brother
  They'll be long gone before the kid recovers
  And back around the way, he'll have the chain on his neck
  Claimin' respect, Just to get a rep
  Ten brothers in a circle
  Had the kid trapped, the one wit the hood, he said, "We'll hurt you"
  If you don't run out your dues and pay
  Give up the Rolex watch or you won't see another day
  See, they were on the attack
  And one said, "Yo, you wanna make this to a homicide rap?
  Make it fast so we can be on our way
  Kick in the rings and everything, ok?"
  The kid was nervous and flinching
  And little shorty with the 3-8, yo, he was inchin
  Closer and closer, put the gun to his head
  Shorty was down to catch a body instead
  Money was scared so he panicked
  Took off his link and his rings and ran frantic
  But shorty said, "Now" pulled the trigger and stepped
  It was nothing, he did it just to get a rep
  The rep grows bigger, now he's known for his trigger finger
  Rolling with troops of his sons like a gansta figure
  He's near the peak of his crazy career
  His posse's a nightmare, mack and jewels and crazy gear
  But as we know, the things we do come back
  And Shorty's not peeping, others are scheming to counteract
  'Cause the kid that got shot didn't perish, so
  He pulls up in a jeep with tinted windows
  Too late, Shorty was caught in the midst
  His time ran out, his number came up, and that's it
  You know the rest, so don't front, the plan has been upset
  Some brothers gotta go out just to get a rep