Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Schoolly DНазвание : King of New YorkДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop rap gangsta rap hip hop old school Видео:
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You don`t dig what I`m sayin, then fuck you Cause sellin drugs only job that a nigga got Sellin caine to the kids in the parkin lot Some niggas live, some niggas gotta get dropped You say `damn` - my man, you don`t understand How could you be so cold to a brotherman? Don`t come around here teachin and preachin Because a nigga like me you ain`t reachin Cause all I care about is sellin my lleyo Makin money like a nigga make mayo Toke on weed, sippin on my Olde E All the crackheads all on my wee-wee Rollin hard in a rag-top Volvo 911 on my ass, I`ma roll on You don`t understand where a brother comin from That`s why young black men always on the run You either gangbang, or you get hanged Kill another nigga, it ain`t no thang (Gangster Boogie) Pull a 8 on a nigga, say `fuck you` Then pull away in my BMW Cause on the street you gotta be a little meaner But that`s how my pockets get greener Runnin shit, gotta be a little candid Some time you be a little a bandit Sellin dope out of my crackhouse You either kick game, or you get gamed (You don`t know the pain) (Kick that shit) King of New York Yo muthafucka, it`s time to get rolled on Strolled on, you better get a hold on How the fuck you expect me to get back If I never had to pull on my git-gat? Because to me it ain`t nothin but a killin That`s how a nigga be feelin I call a homie on the mobile ( *dialing* ) What up, my nigga, it`s about that time Grab the Uzi, the eight and the nine When a nigga be rollin on the ave Sometime it gonna be a blood bath But when I`m comin, no playin, no jokin I let the Uzi and nine be smokin Alright now, back to my tale, yo Spot the nigga on the corner sellin lleyo Pull up, "Yo, what up, gee?" He didn`t see my nigga in the backseat All I heard was "Please don`t shoot!" ( *shots* ) grabbed the caine and the loot (It`s like that, and that`s the way it is) (So damn) (tough) Now a nigga on the top of the world, see I got the women, the dope and the jewelry I`m livin large in a fat-ass crib Don`t give a damn about the shit I just did Then I heard a knock-knock at my door Said "Oh shit!" - I hit the floor One of my homies on the ave was a big snitch I said "Oh shit!" - jumped through the window Bullets were flyin, people was cryin Fuck it, some nigga was dyin You either gas on or you get gased Now I die with a bullet in my ass (So damn) (tough) (So damn) (tough) King of New York (Two years ago a friend of mine) (Two years ago a friend of mine) --> Run (They try to be like me) --> Dr. Dre | Похожие исполнители:
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