Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Beanie SigelНазвание : Lyricist Lounge Vol. 2Данные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop rap hip hop gangsta rap roc-a-fella Видео:
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Get, that, dough Still huggin the strip Get, that, dough Get the dough nigga (that dough) Uhh uhh, Sig` get, that, dough Uhh.. yo, uhh.. yo (get, that, dough) I`m sick of niggaz talkin bout they whips - when they bustin `em out Summertime come around, don`t nuttin come out Snappin on they bitch, cussin her out Mad cause they crack, ain`t no crack, they sufferin a drought Man you know how Mac play when I sling my butter Take my show state to state like the Ringling Brothers Keep clowns high-wired off the shit I juggle F.B.I. eyes spyin from the shit I smuggle Keep the trunk of the car lined with coffee grounds The cops pull us over it throw off the hounds Got a bitch that let me stash shit in the crib Break her off, every week, to fix up her wig Man I stay on a mission with whores (shit) Cause I get down, and "Get Around," like the late Mr. Shakur Stay in the kitchen with raw I`m the shit when I whip, I always turn two into four [Chorus] Yo, get your mind right, get your grind right til you get the shine right and get, that, dough Stay on the low-low, duckin the po`-po` Tuck in the fo`-fo` and get, that, dough You get your team right, and that`s the green light to cut your cream right and get, that, dough It won`t stop y`all, until I drop y`all I`ma hug the block y`all and get, that, dough [Beanie] Yo, aiyyo I got plenty dough, but there`s more to make And I`m the chef, I bake, I don`t order cakes If I`m short, shit you caught a break I can make twenty look like twenty-eight off of water weight I`m the shit when I`m twistin my wrist In the kitchen with that thang that got fiends skitzin to hit From the drugs that I drug in, the NARCs be buggin I keep my eye on the block and a pie in the oven Smokers come straight, I ain`t breakin off nuttin Got two thirty-eights, I can break off a dozen You know how Mac play, when it come to that yea I got `em locked up on the block like it`s crack day I fucks with the pipers, ducks from the bikers Punks on the righteous, bust at the sheisters Stay in the kitchen with a block of raw Razor blade play partner straw, yo [Chorus] [Beanie] Yo, yo, aiyyo I cops that coke, cooks that coke Chops that coke and give out perks work Makes that dough, gets them ends How you want it dog, pipe or syringe? Aiyyo I hit the block quickly, and lick up a fifty Tear the highway like Freeway Ricky Spit it my way and pop shit sickly til the Feds come and get me or the lead bullet hit me [Chorus 2X] | Похожие исполнители:
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