Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: South Central CartelНазвание : Rollin Down Da BlockДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : gangsta rap west coast rap g-funk west coast hip-hop Видео:
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Oh man, where my keys at man? I can`t find my keys We`re havin a problem with these old bustas out in the Central Oh, here they go Let`s roll YOUNG PROD: Bow to the wow yippie-yo into the yeain I can swing my sack really though I ain`t playin It`s Young Prod with the S.C.C. Breakin `em off like a G.E. from the S.C. flee (We`re on a mission this is how we do it Grey 6-4 on gold D`s we them bluest) Partner been crossed slippin in the hood where it`s good All good for me cause I got him for a G (It`s that fool with the chrome .9 Beretta) (9-3 jetter - I.O.U. letter) I don`t give a mother-mad (huh) like a 17 switches Gettin riches and gettin rid of bitches Prod what you hittin for (Two Tec-9`s a safe full of money and a life of hard times) Trigga-happy-pappy yo it`s me So never fade the better from a young-ass G Oh, here I come as I swing with the gangstas Suckas step up and he slip when I bank ya The homie don`t try to fade If you can`t hang with a young-ass G From the hood where the yay` slangs flee Rollin down the block Rollin non-stop Rollin in my `64 and I keep it drop... Mobbin` down the block with the Glock Got the 16 shots for the crooked-ass cop Gots to be a true G see me later as I creep Mausberg pump (jump) I put that ass on sleep So tippy-tippy-toe as I float through the hood in my 4 Job-top-D`s punk please (oh no) G slidin` down tha block with the Glock cocked Feelin` bigger picture Rhimeson droppin non-stop Hits for the streets as I groove like a G Hollow point tips in the cut playin` low key You got the (1-2-3) for the set Bend that ass over I`ma stuff it with the jet Yeah, I hang around like herpes and tricks wanna slurp me The Glock 10 is puttin in work G Havikk from the C be a G with this N-U-T`s Hangin strong like a tree Fool, so flee from, it`s a C thang a G thang Chronic all day (AK) goin insane Droppin punks in the mud make his blood die the rug In the hood where it`s good cause I gets love Chorus... HAVOC: Yeah this is how the S.C.C. do they shit In the `94 Yeah, `In-Gatz-We-Trust-Style` on your ass Murder Squad 4 life, fools PRODEJE: Break `em off quicker with the trigger Throw `em in the river Dip thru the hood while you figure Why must I be like this Is it cause I`m ruthless Naw, gotta show `em how I do this Up in the mornin Everybody sleep While you countin sheep Prodeje is on the creep Because I got the fever for the flavour I got to get my wage to keep my car phone and my pager I`m hittin` licks on the backstreets Gotta get some gold thangs cause I wanna get fat freaks Not the fat like a fat but the fat like a popper That take ya to the `tel for the popper In the hood`s where it`s good Let`s make it understood I love the damned hood like my wood G`s hangin long like my family jewels On the corners with the Ides mad-doggin the fools Yeah, that gangsta rhyme has got me goin in circles So you should be awakin like hearshal It ain`t nuthin goin on but the buck life bang But in the hood`s where the G`s hang Chorus... L.V. `S.C.THANG`, IT AIN`T THE SAME THANG | Похожие исполнители:
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