Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: TruНазвание : Anything GoesДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : rap hip hop hip-hop new orleans no limit Видео:
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Chorus 2X Eenie, meenie, minnie, moe You don`t know the game `till you fuck That`s how it goes [Master P] Young nigga tryin` to get rich Posted up with this shit On the grind tryin` to slang that muthafuckin` shit Servin` the fiends the ice cream You mean that crack [King George] Bullets can`t man tag, one time for the gat Can he make it, will he fake it Fiends call him Betty Crocker [Master P] Cause he got the bacon [Big Ed] You get a loc like that blueberry dope, that yaho Choppin` it up like fat, gettin` hit on that pager Cause it`s all about the skrilla, nigga Pockets gettin` bigga Pockets gettin` swolled, but gettin` dubbed by a gold digger [Silkk] Now some choose to pimp hoes, and some hoes pimp them Whatever it may be, everybody against them Chorus 2X [Master P] Niggas hittin` the bass, straight playa But you gotta watch your back for them fuckin` hatas If I were a football player, i`d probably be Lawrence Taylor Blockin` these hatas off, be mad Cause they know Master P`s got it goin` man That`s why I fuck your bitch, but she ain`t shit And everybody in the hood know the hoe suck dick But you cause you lame But like Ice Cube said, "Let`s cut out the little man" You need an ounce of this real game It ain`t a thang to these TRU niggas, cause we let our nuts hang I got love for you, fool you got love for me But there`s always some sucker talkin` `bout wrong P You need to jump off that glass dick You look like a dope fiend and sound like a bitch You want it cooked I got baking soda for your bitch ass, huh Cause that hoe shit won`t last Chorus 2X [King George] Comin` from the Bayou, a triple by the dosage Tryin` to dodge rats, but tend to find cock-roaches We flip g`s, no good deeds Down on your knees, kidnapped by g`s Forties with the clip, shit float to your forehead King pay dues, fuck you a dead bitch Flip pure game, like the Og`s taught me Tryin` spit game when i`m talkin` on a for-ty Chorus 2X [Big Ed] It`s nothin` but the G in me I have a question Big Ed is on a funky G lesson Now, how many G`s in the house tonight And how many G`s spin them gold thangs tight It`s nothin` but a G thang ba-by I gotta twank on a fubic, but can you fade me Nigga, cause Big Ed be like TRU to it Always wearin` Nikes` cause I just do it Got more bounce to the ounce Get you drunk like some liquor Gotta ??? Cause he`s rollin` on my ???, like a weather got my action Grabbin` on my nuts like my name was Micheal Jackson So nigga Who ride, I ride, slide [Master P] But they can`t touch ya [Big Ed] With my TRU niggas on my side [Master P] And you know I got 5 on it But we gotta do this one here for my dead homie Chorus 2X [Silkk] A nigga tip toe through the do` You know I`m bout 6`4" plus mo` So I had to get low And niggas lookin` shady I shook some shell up in my ass, somebody older Y`all bitches better pay me You want me to say it`s all good in my hood Well I can`t And anybody that told you it is, they be lyin` Cause it ain`t I hopped in my ride, started fish tailin` Seems I caught a flat, so Silkk started 3-wheelin` Chorus 2X | Похожие исполнители:
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