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      King Tee  Str-8 Gone

      King Tee Str-8 Gone

      Dr. Dre

      Album: Dr. Dre Presents The Aftermath

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      Dr. Dre - King Tee Str-8 Gone Música y Letra

      [featuring king tee]
      Haa
      Woo
      Dedicated to the up city
      Straight west coast nigga ain't no pity
      Put holes in niggas real pretty
      Real shitty like a black frank nitty
      I give drugs to the thugs price free
      Handed down the game by that nigga ice t
      No doubt players like me
      Recognise the great king tee about twenty grand a ki
      Ah that's that g shit no doubt about that
      Statutory lyrics is how i rape the rap
      And get your niggas off my back
      And no, god, ya don't pull a strap, cos (*gun shot*) fuck that!
      I'm very precise when i shoot
      Straight out the roof of my lexus coupe
      Ya wanna blame tha alkaholik group
      But, naw, that nigga tela must've hit the loot
      Cos he's actin real loonie
      And i don't give a fuck cause i'm drunk and i'm a g like spoonie
      The hoodrats wanna do me
      So if you've got'cha county cheque give it to me
      Chorus:
      Now baby, don't trip, it's king tee with the gangsta shit
      Ain't fuckin with nothin but them platinum hits
      And the two dog groan, a 50 gat to your dome
      That nigga on the mic str-8 gone
      *repeat*
      Huh, so i guess i earned the title 'og'
      Been down for ten years, this my fifth lp
      I'ma get this one easy
      A real motherfuckin g, r-rock tee
      Now all these fools talkin 'bout they some killers
      Car stealers, big time drug dealers
      Bitch ass niggas keep it real, don't lie
      You ain't killin shit and they gon' let shit die
      You ask "who the hell am i?"
      They call me 'big bone' and on my worst night i fades em all
      And i come thru ya hood like a locc ass g
      Rip any fool that calls hisself an mc
      It's only one way, let's have gun play
      I make it play, nigga, fuck what you got to say
      I got a mad crew of murderers, ex-burglars
      Puttin soft niggas outta service
      Chorus:
      Now baby, don't trip, it's king tee with the gangsta shit
      Ain't fuckin with nothin but them platinum hits
      And the two dog groan, all the fuckin chips blown
      That nigga on the mic str-8 gone
      
      Baby, don't trip, it's king tee with the gangsta shit
      Ain't fuckin with nothin but them platinum hits
      And the two dog groan, sittin on chrome
      That nigga on the mic str-8 gone
      My whole crew lives illegal
      Strapped with the bulletproof vest in the front and back regal
      Smokin that sticky green grass
      Hittin switches, bumpin on cuts from the past
      We smoke leaf cos we live like g's
      Super-soft niggas become enemies
      I hit a lick on the east for ten ki's
      Now everything i drive is on deez
      I'ma make you believe, i gotta put it down like a real nigga should
      My dope spot in every nigga's hood
      I don't waste time, i need to get what's mine
      Fourteen shells from behind
      Leave you in the blind, str-8 paralysed from ya spine
      A partner of organised crime
      Ya hear it all the time but now ya gotta hear it from the truth
      Til my nigga karl phat's respect due
      Chorus:
      Now baby, don't trip, it's king tee with the gangsta shit
      Ain't fuckin with nothin but them platinum hits
      And the two dog groan, 50 gat to the dome
      That nigga on the mic str-8 gone
      (repeat 4x)
      And i'm gone

      Dr. Dre - King Tee Str-8 Gone Música y Letra

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