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Clinton Sparks

Untouchable

 

Untouchable

(альбом: New Crack City - 2006)


Untouchable uncrushable getting getting mad blunted getting getting mad blunted I'm
Untouchable uncrushable I'm (New Crack City)
Untouchable uncrushable I'm
Untouchable uncrushable I'm (Flipmode nigga)
Getting mad blunted Getting' getting mad blunted I'm (Clinton Sparks)
Untouchable uncrushable I'm (We gon' do what it do baby)
Untouchable uncrushable I'm
Untouchable uncrushable I'm
Getting mad blunted getting getting mad blunted (New Crack City nigga)

Getting mad blunted on the piff and the kush (Uhuh)
Only thing tighter than my rhymes is the pus' (Okay)
We out in the got y'all se me do what it do
Gully broad so sicker love song 2
Ain't nothing but the goodies when I'm opening my mouth
It's 'cause I took a break the game and took it to the south
Super bitch you bringing back don't need no spinach
Ten years done got it in without so much as a blemish, I ain't finished (Nope)
Your whole hood beat (Yeah), and your too weak (Come on)
We got that shit that turn a full street to Wolf Creek
Get possessed with that Italy spirit
Have these bitches fucked up, losing more than their hearing
It get even worse if any men tes' her
You gon' come face to face with Winchesters
Bushmasters [?] shit you ain't into
Can't get 'em in the hood 'less you tell 'em I sent ya

Untouchable uncrushable I'm
Untouchable uncrushable I'm (Shade 45)
Untouchable uncrushable I'm
Getting mad blunted getting getting mad blunted I'm
Untouchable uncrushable I'm (My man Ronnie Mills)
Untouchable uncrushable I'm (S-Dot, Reeves)
Untouchable uncrushable I'm
Getting mad blunted getting getting mad blunted (Thursday night, eight to midnight)

I'm a [?] fella
I see like winter weather
Nigga I made the work do that dirt for the cheddar
Got niggas on my tideam that hustle for that clideam
Hundred thousand dollar cars when we step up on the sidcene
The reason they all love me all across the world
I'm gangster, so I keep a gangster girl
Don't fuck around little younging I don't play that shit
I run up on you with your weapon straight spray that shit
You got it confused damaging bruise dudes we shootout in Rolls
Get a [?] like Makaveli should call
Keeps it rugged and raw
On the block with the raw
We go to war with the law we stay banging the four (Brrap)
Have them niggas stretched out on they back
It's a G thing code of the streets thing we do this for real
Fuck niggas I don't care how they feel
Spliff Stee, my ghetto pastime is heal but nigga I'm

Untouchable uncrushable I'm
Untouchable uncrushable I'm (Clinton Sparks)
Untouchable uncrushable I'm
Getting mad blunted getting getting mad blunted I'm
Untouchable uncrushable I'm
Untouchable uncrushable I'm
Untouchable uncrushable I'm
Getting mad blunted getting getting mad blunted

Now there's a lot of pressure you niggas can't do me nothing
You figure they stupid bugging get clapped in the coupe for fronting
Slapped on the stoop or something
Back on my ruthless gunning and strapped while your crew be running
From every bullet popping up out of the luger (Bussin')
Ain't shots at the music bumping (Bitch)
Bounce with the movement cousin (Quick)
I put the whack in with the new see how the dude we strutting
I hotstep (See how we do) see how my crew be rushing
Break dudes back of they head and heel of they boots be touching
Black like we in the building and stack like a couple million
Act like you know the feeling sell crack just to feed my children
Black, I ain't with' concealing the truth while you busy stealing the proof
That I have to offer the booth for the mass appealing
Facts that I documented with' tracks that I monumented with clash that I honor godly level like an army destined to kill it is my profession and chill it's a small suggestion for real I can never stop so you probably would need protection

Untouchable uncrushable

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