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Gusto (feat. Prodigy)

The A +

Letra

    Yeah A we gone do this up son
    Yo we from Hempstead as close to the shacks as Parkside

    [Chorus:]

    My whole team is out for the gusto
    Internally blood drip through ya body slow
    We on the go but yo time is still limited
    Unlimited type style and we be rippin shit
    My whole team is out for the gusto
    Internally blood drip through ya body slow
    We on the go but yo time is still limited
    Unlimited type style

    [A+:]

    Welcome to the PSG I represent
    The littlest in the crew but first one to get up in em
    I straight up skin em like wolves
    I wish you would have been
    Fakin jack and get ya whole hood hit
    But it's all good
    We do the things y'all wish y'all could
    And play the bat yo and watch the brothas bark like wood
    So knock on it
    Go head you want it
    Nobody want it
    You turned in for it pulled nine stingers like a brown hornet
    While y'all was droppin I was underground shadowboxin
    Layin low puttin final touches on the flow
    So here we go, tryin to snatch that dough
    Got niggaz breakin camp like Dre from Death Row
    From the streets to the jail, I represent well
    Touch a nigga like brail, jacks are hotter than the third rail
    Scale to tip in my favor, the livest save
    Grade up in the U.S. now let's get this paper

    [Chorus:]
    [Prodigy:]

    I'm yawnin while I wake up to the early morning gun-fire
    Another day another scar to acquire
    Jumped out my bed tried to break my alarm
    Took a shower and then I strapped on my firearm
    Grab my Pelle Pelle cuz I wanna look fly when I die
    But it ain't my turn to say goodbye
    How do I know? Some people call it instincts
    I like to call it my luck who gives a fuck
    I'm stuck, in this environment can't depart from it
    And if I try I always end up back where I started
    Plan A square one there's no escapin
    So I pun and realize my too
    I'm tryin to live a full life before my time is through
    Clock's tickin, so I don't got no time for you
    As I head outside amongst the rest of the animals
    Where I feel relaxed and safe and I can stand it
    (To all my kiko's)
    It's sort of like a family brawl
    We gather up all the soldiers and form into a invincible
    Swarm of kids, now it's on again
    Drinkin straight from the bottle warm gin drippin down my chin
    For the crippled children you can't win
    Against 25 niggaz bent up with mac-10's
    Semi-automatic, fully addicted crime addict
    So long as there's cash involved I gotta have it
    There's many different levels of the criminal mind
    Either you're in it for the gusto or I'm wastin your time

    [Chorus:]

    [A+:]
    Now is you ready for men, cuz they your peeps that you saw
    You probably heard about me and my crew doin what we do
    For my nigga True and Smif-n-Wessun
    Cuz I be wreckin mic-checkin fools that come around second-guessin
    I sparks in the dark like stars in the sky
    Spiritually, lyrically, since knee-high
    The cradle, I represent my peoples and my label
    Cause when you take a ride through Parkside it's fatal
    What's my time to shine my design you can't define
    It only takes a line and a rhyme to blow that mind
    To have you buggin, niggaz got they tapes dubbin
    Where ain't no line for me to kick a rhyme pushin and shovin
    Now it's over, walkin like a soldier I told ya
    Shorty droppin bombs and shit, like Oklahoma

    Kinda soul, comin wit that bomb for sure
    Run for shelter little brotha when it rain it pour

    [Chorus:]
    [Prodigy:]
    First of all the foundation
    Money is the root of all evil
    The cream'll have you shittin on your people
    Livin like lotto, everything is everything
    Ain't nothing change but the clothes that my money bring
    I'm makin figures that I never thought possible
    You try to slow me down you'll find yourself in the hospital
    My crew got the army in techses
    And them Acuras that made you get your cap peeled backwards
    For years, I've been tryin to blow for years
    Gettin bent off Moet spend a G on beers
    Livin life to the fullest, my story ends wit a bullet
    To the chrome-oil drop to the bottom of the pot
    My invincible crew will never stop
    If you're lookin, you can find me risin to the top
    I'm a classic approach my level and get your ass kicked
    Floatin in a river wit yo body rapped in plastic
    I'm tryin to make a half a million triple in size
    Before my eyes, another part of my team dies
    I can still hear his voice while he up in the sky
    While the rest still livin steady tellin me lies
    It's like a bad dream, and I can't wake up
    But at the same time I love it and I can't give it up

    [Chorus:] '




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