Gimme Room Lyrics

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Gimme Room Lyrics by T-Rock

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[Verse 1]  
step off in the club from wall to wall i'm seein haters muggin/  
they don't really wanna brawl with all the truest playas thuggin/  
chiefin on a chicken loaded, how it got my vision toasted/  
wack niggas i'm movin out this is they eviction notice/  
bitches lookin dirty makin em' scury i blast Ks/  
armaggeddon keep protection with weapons in bad ways/  
this has got me bound to die becuz this is the last days/  
burnin down the city like whats inside of your ash trays/  
so we blaze todays topics how to get the profits/  
makin thomas jefferson a hostage off inside my pockets/  
movin ghetto dope strictly street and every nigga cop it/  
presidentials over lappin it's logic that's what i plotted/  
hatin niggas who i'm cappin and leavin em' red dotted/  
gotta make alot of fractions and plenty of bank deposits/  
hustlin we demonstrate papers we intend to chase/  
new age commercial rappin niggas we gone terminate/  
 
[Verse 2]  
and durin hard times clutchin nines nickel plated hostin on the signs/  
starvin stomachs make us wanna go committ a petty crime/  
rapid dollas got me blind, a simple size not in mind/  
brain too intoxicated cuz i smoked a million dimes/  
chiefin till it's all gone married the tall crome/  
if the brawls on plus i got nowhere to call home/  
have you heard of us, drug pedalers, and burgalers/  
ghetto settlers, boss men, and mass murderers/  
i'm a renegade when in tanqueray and lemonade/  
grab the 20 gauge as i illustrate a murder stage/  
pockets plenty paid relentless so my rampage/  
stoppin me is like tryin put godzilla in a bird cage/  
it's impossible, logical rock is unstoppable/  
choppin' up the bodies like a razor shavin follicles/  
check the war status automatics be the murder gadgets/  
i'ma cause havoc while i keep a pocket full of cabbage/  
 
[Verse 3]  
cowards who deserve to die still roam inside my atmosphere/  
society is inhumane with justice so my gat is near/  
heart's will overrate when they enclose my hate with blinding fate/  
stick my hoe's estate and momma found my carcass in its place/  
possibilities of his humility be comin' true/  
what is flame in hell is becomin' ice in the year 2002/  
anybody's with it, at the bottom of the stack and shelf/  
soon the masses ?? dividends to vouch my wealth/  
notice how i kept my focus when you left me broke and bogus/  
now i must return and plague yo city like my name was Moses/  
eat your squad alive with locusts, first swarm without the roaches/  
seems you won't obey, till you bitches in a coma toasted/  
when facin' chumps i'm like a gator, eatin' swarms alive/  
angels of my homies on my shoulders out recordin' life/  
gather up my guns to ride and with a gun up by my side/  
mac 11 make a massacre and won't no chumps survive/  
 
 
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Thanks to (ur gurl kelz (971 sxm)) for correcting these lyrics. Jan 29, 2008

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