*(Swoop G talking)*
Mobb shit bitch, that`s all them raps in my notebook finally paid off.
Testimonies of a gangsta. 9-7.
Verse 1*(2 Scoops)*
Most fantasise, I despise a nigga
who violate the game, by casting dirt upon my name
cuz I`ve been summoned from the vallies of hell
at the same time them shells dropped them niggas fell
you claim you ballin but I can`t tell
about your bitch you fit
now you can`t afford bail
like I dispose of toilet paper, I dispose of them fists
you can`t fuck wit this Mobb-stylist so keep bitin yo lip
niggas wanna see me lose but ain`t no room for error
finally got a thick bitch, now you scared to share her
there`s a coward umong us I detect his sent
I won`t point no fingers nigga, but I said what I meant
ain`t no snitches in my streets, Chris I come wit slugs
nigga wash, Tide an Bleach can`t fade this thug
give it up
live it up playa expose your heart
at my best I rip flesh like a Great White shark
that`s real
po-po raids and barricades can`t stop us
as a shout out beg center, for AK`s and choppers
in the Bay I must pray for the municable jury
there`s no way man can survive the decent of my fury
I married Nina Ross
cuz she`s my hoodrat pal
we got engaged the day I pulled her out that bathroom towel
I be ridin on that highway to heaven cuz I paid the toll
it costed more than a dollar so I gave my soul
the pain from my past it can`t be disguised
I been baptised in fire, watch the flames in my eyes
nigga
2 Scoops assembling soldiers to ride in unison
PD`s got AP`s out for all us hoolagans
the dirt I`ve done I`d be willing to do again
as long as the bitch ass niggas I`d love to shoot again
mama raised me well wakin up to them grits
kept it real, and made all the playas praise my shit
got discovered like a fossil or the secret of the ooze
I had to steal because I refused to wear them Payless shoes
teacher told me she`ll be back in a minute
I think she knows
my optimst prime lunch pale
my twamp sacks in it
I`m gettin suspicious
niggas
they askin too many questions
they know my new Pope 100`s be my prized possesion
streets has got these niggas heartless
they ain`t got no manners
when we run out of chronic do we resort to the bammers
sometimes I wonder my mama don`t approve of me
humiliated by the fact that her son`s a G
heaven has an admission and your hearts to feed
spotlight, would you please shine bright on me.
*(Chorus- Bart)* x2
As I get violent and physical
wit my strap to your mental
soon as I enter the reconstruction wit this 12 gage pistol
we handle the ghostrider
we live and die through these hardcore raps
heaven will find a way to follow us down this dark course path.
Testimonies.
(Swoop G talking)*
I would like to take the time out to give credit to the cities of
Frisco, Vallejo, Oakland, Sacramento for manufacturing so many talented
niggas, and giving us money-motivated hustlas an opprotunity to pursue a
legitamate career, in this twisted game called life. I truley hope after
hearing my album, my songs will influence my fans to retire, smoke
bigger, hope for better. Don`t be content wit the circumstances, cuz
most of these circumstances are only temporary. Can`t nobody hold you
back from changin them. Music has given the testimonies of us gangstas a
voice. Amen.
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