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Gang Starr - Same Team, No Games - текст песни, видео

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Новый альбом группы 'Черный Кузнец' по культовому сериалу 'Сверхъестественное'!
Yo, do the knowledge to the master build the blow and the spliff 
The new millennium, hide them a beef 
Gotta watch what I say to you niggaz so I calm my patience 
'Cause the shit ain't really pass the statue of limitations 
The streets still holler about how strong I am 
Niggaz I hurt still holler about how wrong I am 
As a little nigger broke, thinking soda and coke 
Had me amazed how my steady hand kept in the flow 
Let it sit, cool and heart lit, hit the set cool and heartless 
In front of the store projects, as long as I made a profit 
I see you eyeing me, you fire escape diary 
Filled with pages of episodes and shying me 
Nonbeliever I hammer for hire 
Hit yo ass so hard that your coke will catch fire 
Dog the stakes are dyer, I'm no liar 
Hold the court and the street beef cause I got pride 

[H. Staxx] 
Same team no games, these chicks I blow brains 
Rap-a-lot soul train the corners rocking cocaine 
Got no shame 
Trying to blow these figures 
Headquarters gone he ain't left he still with us 
Not in the physical through us he live 
I can seen him with Big L, Pun, Pac and BIG 
Watching over the kid like dear shed the waist over 
And yelling ?Ether?, ?Blowout? and ?Takeover? 
I'm the truth; give you proof and your video shoot 
Pull them candors on you while them cameras on you 
How you love that 
Don't want to blow with Staxx 
So go ahead dumb up, make me car crumb up 
?It's the Militia? 
Yall niggaz don't know about I 
Got me heated, frustrated about to blow my high 
Me and Benz blazing, Rave got the gauge raising 
Sick of talking about it, niggaz ain't on my weight lift 

Whenever we stand together, down for whatever 
Divided we get at you from more angles 
Gangstarr forbid, NYG's same team no games 
Love is love fame one in the same 
Corny style, niggers act strange going against the grain 
Don't want to see us on top of our thing, we adapt to change 
Fame, fortune and material game, flow natural unrestrained 
Let me explain, niggers don't get it until you set it to flame 
Subject them to pain, make them respect 
The name, the set you rep, connects you get 
Stay ready to bang 
Steps ahead of competitors that'll test your aim 
H. Staxx shoot back splat dang your brain 
My foundation bust gats spread there's your brain 
Fuck with mine, spat not take the blame 
Play it for keeps, we came to win 

YO, I'm the Jerry Rice to this, much too nice to quit 
And just so you know, we never liked you kid 
Since you ain't wanna let niggers eat 
I'm gonna convene with my team before 
We gotta let the trigger speak 
'Cause nowadays yall rappers are carbon 
Copies paws are sloppy, still its hard to stop me 
Especially when I connect with my man, rep for my fam 
We taking back the rest of our land 
And we don't really care if they say you are the shit 
They playing your hits 
We about to make our way in this biz 
And let's see if the gimmick last until the next season 
In a flash, take your stupid ass out, give me the next reason 
Flip for my peoples here, spit for my peoples here 
Yeah... time to get rich with my peoples here 
Cut of a snake's head, then we break bread 
Same team, no games 
You underground trying to fake dead 

{*scratching by DJ Premier repeats*} 
Let, let, let the games begin
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