Серёга - Anybody Killah (feat. The Game & Dogg Pound)

West Coast, California's own

(Юго-Восточная Belorussia)

Black Wall Street, D-P-G-C

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You niggas know what it is

(Дадим им просраться)

Compton and Long Beach back together again

(Тем временем поделим мир 50/50)
And we don't give a fuck where you from

Anybody Killa (Westside)

And we don't give a fuck where you from

Anybody Killa (Westside)

And we don't give a fuck where you from

Anybody Killa (Westside)

And we don't give a fuck where you from

Anybody Killa (Westside)
It's too much gangsta shit goin' on in the fuckin' world

For niggas to be actin' like girls

I'm the Gangbang General, never rhyme a subliminal

12-gauge shotty to your body, a fuckin' criminal

A animal, West Coast beat cannibal

Who got the antidote? I'm sick on this gangsta shit

Not Blood or a Crip, I'm a anybody killa

For reala, half Blood half motherfuckin' gorilla

Suicidal, my flow is a automatic rifle

My rag is a flag, I should hang it from the fuckin' Eiffel

Tower, MC's I devour, a lyrical time bomb

I explode to the next episode

Cutlass ridin', butler drivin'

Head low cause it's all about motherfuckin' survivin'

In the city I claim, Westside we bang

The Game, and the D-P-G-C gang
And we don't give a fuck where you from

Anybody Killa

And we don't give a fuck where you from

Anybody Killa

And we don't give a fuck where you from

Anybody Killa

And we don't give a fuck where you from

Anybody Killa
Я слышу репрезенты русских эмси

Что они пишут, не снимая своих узких лосин (С**и)

Я слышу репрезенты русских эмси

И понимаю, почему в рэп-кассе пусто в России

Вы, терпилы, играете в пацанов

Вы, импотенты, играете в казанов

Играйте в мафию, как Космос и Белый Саша

Мои скилзы и ваши — космос и Belorussia

Эту миксленту, я знаю, вы ждали с нетерпеньем

Вы не ошиблись: всё верно, это мой фичер с Геймом

Мы оба рулим здесь, как красный и белый Bentley

Ты голос брехуна, как Каста и Billy's Band

От моих панчей шлюхам потно, как на Майорке

Вам, чтобы диссить, надо водка, как на маёвке

Я не могу дружить со всеми — я не Тимати

Хотите мир, тогда платите, как King Ring Boutique
And we don't give a fuck where you from

Anybody Killa

And we don't give a fuck where you from

Anybody Killa

And we don't give a fuck where you from

Anybody Killa

And we don't give a fuck where you from

Anybody Killa
Dogg Pound Gangstas, let it rain motherfucker

It ain't really nothin' to explain motherfucker

Just the other day I was posted talkin' some numbers

Tryin' to get it right, underneath my Chinchilla it was winter

And plus I had to conceal the sinja

Gotta get it right, full scale pushin'

Everything I'm livin' for, I'm more on these bustas

I'm sick of shit, and every nigga pushin' with me sick of shit

Where the paper bitch?

Next word I hear from ya I'll I'm domin' ya all

Sometimes I feel like hittin' hoes and domin' ya all

Ride out with me, come out that drought with me

Come scout with me, come find out what it's about with me

Motherfucker, "Ya'll Must Have Forgot" like Roy Jones

All about the home invasion, gangstas on Vogue's

You'll never be able to put the gangstas on hold

Motherfucker, keep it G and get the P to roll

In and out this niggas shit, fast in a flash

Keep talkin' shit nigga see how fast on the flash

We'll be in that ass, through the pockets, get the cash, me and Daz
And we don't give a fuck where you from

Anybody Killa

And we don't give a fuck where you from

Anybody Killa

And we don't give a fuck where you from

Anybody Killa

And we don't give a fuck where you from

Anybody Killa