Pac Div - Taste lyrics

LA got a taste, New York got a taste
Detroit got a taste of it
(They say they love it)
Chi Town got a taste, the A got a taste
The Bay got a taste of it
(They say they love it)
The UK got a taste, Japan got a taste
And France got a taste of it
(They say they love it)
The world got a taste, your girl got a taste
Even your mom got a taste of it
(They say they love it)

I'm comin' from a city where no pity is shown
And everybody wants to be a G when they grown
The heat seek at your dome
A simple squeeze of the chrome
You see a nigga one week, next week he gone
But lately it's been shady
I don't like the zone
That's why I got so crazy on the microphone
You see I write the poems
They enlight your dome
Come in, the doors open and the lights is on
And this shit hit harder than the time you
Found out that your girl was cheatin'
Or maybe even, that faithful evenin'
You turned on the TV screen and
Seen Rodney King take that beatin'
Heavy hitter shit, now the whole crowd
Fiendin' for that uncut raw
They can taste it even
It's the reason I'm breathin'
Now take three of these and call me
If you have any questions- Good evenin'

Jersey got a taste, H-town got a taste
Richmond got a taste of it
(They say they love it)
NC got a taste, Portland got a taste
Boston got a taste of it
(They say they love it)
AZ got a taste, Fresno got a taste
Brooklyn got a taste of it
(They say they love it)
The world got a taste, your girl got a taste
Your grandma got a taste of it
(They say they love it)

Just ask your momma, she know about it
How we go about it
It's our shows that she take her draws
And throw 'em out it
Ain't now clothes allowed in
Watch us take these lame niggas
In the game plus
A frame and we blow 'em out it
(yeah, yeah) I said we blow 'em out
It, ain't no turnin' back now
No the throne is ours
And that's a guarantee, 'cause see
I ain't in to gassin' niggas- I run
My thing like it's solar powered
These trash niggas I can go without it
These trash niggas love to coach you 'bout it
Cause they the ones supplyin' the shit
Niggas in they mid thirties
Still lyin' and shit
Like- mother fuck the positive shit
I'm gettin' faded man, life is a bitch
That's why I do me, and keep it cool see
Pac Div, man y'all know who them dudes be

Cleveland got a taste, DC got a taste
VA got a taste of it (They say they love it)
Vegas got a taste, Memphis got a taste
Oakland got a taste of it
(They say they love it)
Pittsburgh got a taste, Little
Rock got a taste, nO got a taste of it
(They say they love it)
The world got a taste, your girl got a taste
Your auntie got a taste of it
(They say they love it)

I got too much passion
For that monotone rappin'
If silence is golden
I wouldn't know it I'm tryna go platinum
Designer coat fashion find it's own fabrics
I am so classic
Like I'm walkin' on the runway
You talk a lot of gunplay
All that tough actin'- to
Me means your comin'
Out the closet with it one day
(Any day, Any way)
I'm heavy hittin' I could home
Run it any play with no strikes, I'm so nice
But, you know right, cause I'm dope like
What you sold right? You know, snow white
How you a millionaire still rappin'
'bout your coke price?
I don't get it, it's a joke right?
But the kids love it, so it ain't wrong
Right?
Just food for thought, for the soul like-
Here's a piece, have a whole bite
You taste it?

Philly got a taste, South Beach got a taste
Dallas got a taste of it
(They say they love it)
Louisville got a taste, C Town got a taste
B-More got a taste of it
(They say they love it)
Austin got a taste, Denver got a taste
Palm Dale got a taste of it
(They say they love it)
The world got a taste, your girl got a taste
Now you got a taste of it
(They say they love it)