Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Dj MuggsНазвание : Devil in a Blue DressДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop trip-hop rap cypress hill hip hop Видео:
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Intro: Word up! Yeah! la the darkman youknowhatimsayin Word up! takin you on this expedition, tropicanty Word up! the underworld mission Youknowhatimsayin Revolution, yo Check it out, yo Chorus: The las invincible You thug cats ima stab on pricipal Better off dead workin with a glass, go ahead You got star dream on a corner drinkin gasoline My man threw you up in a fiend no contest Dunn Im bless and knew a devil in a blue dress Dunn Im bless and you a devil in a blue dress Verse one: Youknowhatimsayin, word up! la the dark... Yo, this brilliant companion peace to the original Approach my slang and end up in critical condition When I let my shell I aint missin Technician, you get stabbed back in position I know that money bring bitches and bitches on to be trusted Some rappers sniff coke and others be gettin dusted City lights, a minute with new books to read I feed my man lock down, my physicals and my seeds I aint got shit, while you rap niggas be playin wigs And you the vegas in the ditch, makin life cold switch Im invincible, you get dead before you start My night for sharp, push raps spikes to your art La fight dirty, I strike first I snatch it a purse Inside my verse, takin to the edge of the earth And throw you over, son you drunk I smack you sober Assassin, blastin enough your range rover Chorus Verse two: Triple darkness, yo, expedition Yo, Im from a long weeded stick up Kids, coke and hustlers Gars for cars, strong arms, tech dusters The streets got me in a ocean deep Khuan Im leap, a bum told me life is cheap My lyrics dancin, lamp and eatin fish in a wu mansion Apart place ima dance and only my wiz Im romancin Hostted all you chicken niggas get rosted I read manuscrip in 97 whips hells is tosted I say some my minute your benz and get benit My guns get more open than a enveloppe with money in it Where I live its only crack, fiends and dirty jeans Shorties on the block with the platinum drug dream Everything in our seems I got bagged at 14 On a highway runin guns outta new orleans Its la, what you think them niggas trimbellin pink Stumblelin you a cat to turn tough on a drink Keepin you lifted remenisce on what chris did Pull out the mac and shop for a cat in a scebelian Right in front of the buildin with kids playin, shellys playin On the second floor shelly moms prayin Got cough by a stray in a window in broad day And she die, fucked up and had to be that way It was a drunk nigga who done it Word up! youknowhatimsayin, yo Chorus Outro: Word up! La trapicanty, youknowhatimsayin You kids better walk straight and masked that you high Youknowhatimsayin or you be the next to die Word up! sendin hands to our live Youknowhatimsayin word up! Triple darkness Supreme, word up! Power for my whole unit | Похожие исполнители:
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