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Na Na by Monifahالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Na Na by Monifah

     

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Ay, can you say gangsta shit, gangsta shit
Say gangsta shit, gangsta shit
Can you say gangsta shit, gangsta shit?
Say gangsta shit, I ain't sayin' no mo'

We 'bout to step up and move on
We 'bout to step up and move on, ya
We 'bout to step up and move on, come on
We 'bout to step up

Now, I still be knockin' bitches like it ain't shit, it ain't shit
'Cus I'm dynamic high program it and makin' hit
Whetha I'm in Da Da jeans or crape silk slacks
Flyest be the reason that my shit cracks

'Cus when I'm on the beats
I'm fuckin' all y'all up, all y'all up
The I get up on the mic and scoop up all your mutts
All ya mutts

I make my ?
Bitches wanna shake y'all butts, shake y'all butts
And you make you ballin', niggas wanna grab your Lux
Hangin' and bangin' niggas that bring the heat for real
And if you ain't gotta make a chip for my beats, no deal

'Cus I negotiate everything with no fuss, fuss
Spend 20 Gs on my record, it's gold plus
Fucking every competitor on the stage up
Then I come to your city to get laid up

Give it everything I got, to stay paid up
And if you feelin' a nigga then say what

As we move toward the light
With broads on our right, broads on our right
And haters to the left we part the way, we part the way
Put aside our prestige, prestige

We're really M-A-D, lite up
From the cage to the stage, we come to play
A-M-G let um know

With mo' bounce than a ball
Me and Q see-saw
Dick a slip, I clown hoes wit a, hee-hah
Relax, the Rolls is real, cardiac tank, platinum and steel

I was up in the club, now I'm up in the hill
Had quarters, lucky that we put in a bill

Cream de la cream, who you with baby girl, him?
Up your ass in the rag jag come to the gym
I ain't wit chu fo' love
'Cus if it was'nt me, you probably be calling me a scrub

But you like the marble tubs, and the marble flows
You's a copper bitch, tryin' to be a platinum hoe

Head to toes and don't nobody wear no ?
No mo', take that shit back
Baby have a six pack
I can't even say no mo', where my dick at?

As we move toward the light
With broads on our right, broads on our right
And haters to the left we part the way, we part the way
Put aside our prestige, prestige

We're really M A D, we lite up
From the cage to the stage we come to play, we come to play

Ay, We been doin' this shit since we was little boys
So don't even trip us, nigga, do your own shit

Gettin' down for the crown ain't a puzzle for me
And you bitch niggas can't put a muzzle on me
'Cause when I'm gone on a rocket and a grape juice
I make the world rock when I let a tape loose

They say ghetto niggas is desperate and we shiztee
But I turn down every celebrity bitch I see
Shopping game with my nigga Mr. A-M-G
And pop a games in a coochie if it's F A T, fo' sho'

Treys, zeros, cuatro, I got you, lady friends
With new Mercedes men, what? All 5 double O's
Watch these pretty toe, hoes get liquefied, nut up
Mystified, shut up, dick get slide, if I memorize, hey

I'm a play you foeva, wood and the leatha
Me and DJ Q, me and AMG and the rest of the crew
And its plain to see, we make Gs like guarantee
We make Gs like guarantee, bitch

As we move toward the light
With broads on our right, with broads on our right
And haters to the left we part the way, we part the way
Put aside our prestige, oh yeah, we're really M A D, we lite up
From the cage to the stage, Quik and A-M-G, we come to play
We come to play and play well

We come to play
How you gon' play with out us, baby?
We do our thing, 10 years in the game
And ain't nothing change, Q, tell them how we fell

Writer : CARTER, MONIFAH/RILEY, TEDDY/HENSON, RON
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group

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