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Жанры : hip-hop rap dirty south gangsta rap hip hop

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Trouble seems to catch a motherfucker with his cards down

Gotta keep my drawers up, shits gettin hard now

These motherfuckin cops be plantin shit on these niggas

Simply because these niggas got bank accounts thats bigger

I just cant get no peace from you motherfuckin rollers

Everytime I pull my benz or what, cha pull me over

Im sick of motherfuckers who be checking whiteys coke tip

Blacker than a motherfucker, sweat me bout my *? dope-sip*?

Niggas just take your cut and get your ass up out my face

The only thing you probably get from me is a cock-sucking pistol case

Unless you plan on plantin a lil somethin in my shit

Just because you aint got shit, bitch!

Give em a badge and a trigger and that makes em figure

That they can fuck with a million dollar nigga

They got you mixed up, fixed up at the segas, shookin indo

Gettin fucked up in the gank-hole

The only way youll whip that motherfucker is when you whip that

Motherfucker

And we choke the motherfucker (me stuck the motherfucker!)

So when you hear my song and wanna get it on

You better come prepared motherfucker, you dyin witcha boots on

Chorus:

(put ya foot in my shit and let me try on your hood)

Dyin witcha boots on

(put ya foot in my shit and let me try on your hood)

Yeah

Interlude:(prison guard talking to inmate)

Guard: do you know how many years youre facing inside?

25 to life and thats on the real

So you better snitch on your partner

Inmate: fuck that! it was brad dawg, I aint goin out by myself

Niggas gettin caught, doin time, so they snitchin

They pickin niggas up on a funky ass suspicion

Well be goin down for some questioning we think

And end up gettin hit with the fuckin kitchen sink

Racketeer and laundering, kingpin wondering

If they got some unsolved murders, then give him some of them

Just because were niggas and they figure were no smarter

We sell each other albums, start frattin on our partners

They start bringin up shit that happened back in 85

And then comes the largest jury, bitch, they fuckin time!

You might as well play the state

Cos you come to day for day

And sellin out your homeboys aint the shit

Cos yall gonna have to die in this bitch, bitch!

Lobbin witcha white suits on

And dyin witcha motherfuckin boots on

(put ya foot in my shit and let me try on your hood)

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