Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Project PatНазвание : Aggravated RobberyДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : rap hip-hop dirty south memphis rap hip hop Видео:
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Raise `em up, Raise `em up Buck `em down, `buck em down (Now that should be fun) (4X) [Project Pat] I`m psycho-pathic, behind the trig-ga I needed loot so, I had to rob ya The fake steel cause ya, a coward to me I`d rather pop ya, before ya do me Ya high cap-pin friend, flex-in in my hood I`m out here star-vin, you live-in real good As long as I got, a toll I stay paid You keep sell-in dope, there`s cheese to be made Pull up on the track, niggas start to bell-in I pulled out my gat, that`s my dope y`all sell-in So check on in boy, break yo self on down You got 10 dollars, that`s more than I have Could be petish thangs, bet-ter than noth-ang Even you broke fools, gone get me some-thang Don`t get your-self hurt, slaught-ered like a hog I`m out on these streets, crawl-in like a dog Stick `em up, Stick `em up Raise `em up, Raise `em up Buck `em down, `buck em down (Now that should be fun) (repeat 4X) Open seas-ame, the safe in the floor What I told the clerk, at the cor-ner store A mask on my face, for cam-ras to see A glock to his dome, bitch don`t play with me Ya don`t know the code, his eyes I see fear Cause it`s bout to get ugly up in here The boy blew my high, the gun blew his ass Right off with his man-ager in the back Ball-in off the lot, no cheese mad as fuck Half-way down the street, some hoes from the club Pulled up at the light, in benzo with rims Now im act-in like, im holler-in at them [Project Pat] Wussup with y`all? What y`all doin out this late Girls: Shit! Just leaving the club. What`s the business [Project Pat] Ey look lemme get yo number And them rings, and that purse All that mother-fucking shit around yo neck!! Bitch!! Let me get this shit hoe Drop it all!!! Shut up bitch!!! Shut up bitch Stick `em up, Stick `em up Raise `em up, Raise `em up Buck `em down, `buck em down (Now that should be fun) (repeat 2X) Robbers we hang, in hoods where they clean Jackin any-one, from preacher to fiend Addicted to this, just like it was crack You sniff in the street, my tones to your back I`m out on the lake, while you on a date Your bitch looking good, you clean so I hate You take-in your time, to wine and to dine But times on my side, so I`m goin goin hide In bushes your house, pull up we jump out With mask-is and gun, then duct tape your mouth The girl you was with, gave us the info That you was a head big nig-ga with doe A kidnap could turn into a murd-er Now where is the stash, 45 will serve-ya We take-in the loot, never think-in twice Either it`s the cheese, or either your life Stick `em up, Stick `em up Raise `em up, Raise `em up Buck `em down, `buck em down (Now that should be fun) (repeat 4X) | Похожие исполнители:
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