Tytuł: Posted

• Wykonawca: Disturbing Tha Peace
• Wyświetleń: 331

[Shawnna talking]
  Posted... aah... mo'fucca...
  Posted... ah-ah... mo'fucca...
  Posted... haah... mo'fucca...
  Posted... c'mon... yo...
  
  [Verse 1]
  I ain't dat bitch dat'll be in the club
  With niggaz actin' like itz sweet in the club
  I'll bust a mo'fucca meat in the club
  And bitchez steppin' on my feet in the club
  Tryina see who they can freak in the club
  A mo'fucca wanna speak in the club
  Like a mo'fucca really know me in the club
  Got my fitted on, chiefin' on leaf in the club
  Look around, gotta see who want pee in the club
  See them lame niggaz sippin' Don P in the club
  When you smellin' 'gnac, matterfact, we in the club
  White tee's and them Air Force, deep in the club
  Throwin' up a sign, nigga wha, street in the club
  Make yo head nod cuz my joint beat in the club
  For them niggaz that'd spend they whole week in the club
  And the bitchez dat be drunk and wanna beef in the club
  And them hataz that'll see they blood leak in the club
  You can't breathe in the club
  It's called...
  
  [Chorus]
  Posted...
  Post in the back, post in the front
  Posted up outside, smokin' a blunt
  Post in the window, blowin' tha indo
  Post with my kinfolk
  Post in the cut
  Post in the back, post in the front
  Posted up outside, smokin' a blunt
  Post in the window, blowin' tha indo
  Post with my kinfolk
  Post in the cut
  
  [Verse 2]
  Yo... this nigga said this sound like some ole' N.O.R.E. shit
  Yea, I'm fuckin' wit that N.O.R.E. shit
  I'll be dat bitch in the drop-top, aqua-blue, gourmet ??
  E'rry nigga finna swore they here
  We on the block and I'm [Grindin'] Jack
  With a 50-pack and some 20's
  Helicopters on dem hot Bentley's
  Ain't got no time for these bitchez cuz it's over now
  You ain't leavin' out in stitchez cuz I'm sober now
  Hittin' Hot 97 with a hundred thou'
  Bring yo main bitch up in it, I'ma run her style
  Yea I'm cocky, thinkin' I plan, well bitch watch me
  Post in the game, my niggaz on bricks got me
  Put it on my kids, I did it for years, mami
  Send it to my nig'z who doin' they biz, papi
  Mo'fucca betta recognize some shit
  Cuz god damn, Def Jam shouldn'ta signed a bitch
  That's why I'm....
  
  [Repeat Chorus]
  
  [Verse 3]
  When I'm posted in the hood, I'ma bang my shit
  Only real mo'fuccaz get to hang in the brickz
  This fo' ??
  All my thug mo'fuccas keepin' weight on dem Kedz
  It's called posted, nigga betta act like you know the gutter
  Posted, niggaz see the Ac and the peanut butter
  Posted, hoody with the black bandanna under
  Posted, lookin' through the back for the undercover
  Posted, even when I'm flippin' the spots
  See the cops on the next block, checkin' my watch
  Coupla shortiez in the parkin' lot, holdin' them rocks
  It's a hood thang nigga, gettin' blown to drop
  We all posted, keep it true, neva forget it
  Nigga, post up, show them mo'fuccaz the bizness
  I'ma post with my niggaz sippin' Remy and Guiness
  All my real mo'fuccaz in the game gone feel this
  It's called...
  
  [Repeat Chorus 2X]