Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Big EdНазвание : Uh OhДанные: текст песни / слова песни Видео:
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[master p] Big ed, fiend, mystikal. You all get in, get the motherfuckin money. And if anybody moves, huh, buck em. Its a 211, dont make it a 187 Its a 211, dont make it a 187 Its a 211, dont make it a 187 Its a 211, dont make it a 187 Where they at, where they at, get the gat, get the gat Where they at, where they at, get the gat, get the gat Where they at, where they at, get the gat, get the gat Where they at, where they at, get the gat [mystikal] When mystikal hits the door it go (door squeak) Fifty cent they goin get ? ? ? ? I got the things on fire let em burn Kill everybody plus the women and the churn Nigga huh, nigga what you goin learn Where Im a put you bitch you aint goin return Get it straight like your hair when you perm Im a streak like comin from my sperm I hope it stick like a motherfuckin fern Bitch I make ten times what you earn And for all you bitches concerned A 211, a 187 goin be confirmed [master p] Its a 211, dont make it a 187 Its a 211, dont make it a 187 Its a 211, dont make it a 187 Its a 211, dont make it a 187 [fiend] Womp womp, womp womp Way I feel with these twin glocks, goin up when the pin drops And all you fat hogs, chop down its a thin cop Or feel hot, you meet my richer nigga taker With balls on my caper and find her if you gotta maker Braker, two one one, with my two new guns Love to see you run, I just use your come Gun cooked, unhooked for tryin to reach Including my strap so I unleash the beast I dare you preach, you got way more then me And its just somethin I couldnt ignore you see Better up somethin, or me and my shottie goin buck up somethin Snuff somethin, and then night, and slowly cut somethin [master p] Its a 211, dont make it a 187 Its a 211, dont make it a 187 Its a 211, dont make it a 187 Its a 211, dont make it a 187 [big ed] P point out the house, watch me run up in this bitch Nigga come out that rug, dont make me bust your shit Nigga dust your shit, hit em with cocain and dope And after all of my shows Im gettin head from hoes Hypnotized by the way that stripper blast She shoots me deep in a trance But look in my tru shit fast or Im ready to ass Dont you make a motherfuckin sound My pistol is pionted right between your frown Nigga get down on the fuckin ground With my kids gotta eat rob everybody around Pull akickdoe (boom), breakin niggas off Shit get shady when decks em with the sawed off [master p] Its a 211, dont make it a 187 Its a 211, dont make it a 187 Its a 211, dont make it a 187 Its a 211, dont make it a 187 Uh oh! See, we can do this the motherfuckin right way. Just give me the motherfuckin money. Nobody moves, nobody hurt. Thats it! Bitch, dont fuckin move, now look what you made me do. | Похожие исполнители:
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