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Артист: 2PacНазвание : Death Row Records: Too Gangsta 4 Radio (Данные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : rap hip-hop gangsta rap hip hop west coast rap Видео:
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I wanna be... Yo let me fuck that nigga down You heard that shit nigga Ay yo what you doin with that big ass My ghetto love song Set it off, set it off Let`s be friends Where my niggaz at Where my niggaz, where my niggaz Where my niggaz at, all my real niggaz Where my niggaz, where my niggaz Let`s be friends (throw ya hands in the air) There`s no need to front (let`s see ya just throw ya hands in the air) Let`s be friends (westside in this mother fucker right here) (throw ya hands in the air) Westside [2pac - Verse 1] Approach you and post a minute (yeah) All on my double-R tinted *car screech* As you pass bye winkin My eye, freshly scented What`s the happs baby? (what`s up?) Come get with me and perhaps lady You can help me multiply my stacks baby (ha ha ha get money baby) Currency seem small i need companionship (hey) Through with that scandalous shit I bet your man ain`t shit (ain`t shit) So why you hesitating? Actin like your shit don`t stink Check out my diamonds bitch everyone gonna blink (bling bling bling) This be a thug paid, outlaw nigga with riches Cream dreamin mother fucker, on a mash for bitches (bitch) Check my resume, sippin on crystalle and allazay *coughing* Smokin on big weed, keyed the Cali way (Westside!) Don`t like trickin but I`ll buy you a fifth I can`t stand no sneaker-wearing nappy head bitch (word) Let my letters read, read briefly, they`re so cheap Puttin bitch-made bustas to sleep with no grief Mash on my so-called cum, who the man? While tuggin on your made bitch head (westside!) Understand this, ain`t no nigga like me Fuck Jay-z, he broke and I smoke daily (come on y`all) Baby let`s be friends (Chorus) Friends (where my niggaz at? come on y`all) No need to front, let`s be friends (where my niggaz at, all my niggaz) Because I know you want to fuck (where my bitches at) Let`s be friends No need to front, let`s be friends Because I know you want to fuck [2pac - Verse 2] I met you and I stuttered in passion Though slightly blinded by that ass It was hard to keep my dick in my pants Every time you pass got me checkin for you hardcore Staring and watchin, me and you one on one (see that) Picture countless options Was it prophecy? Clear as day, visions on top of me (oh my god) Erotic, psychotic, would possess my body (yes, yes, yes) Far from a quest I wanna bust your guts And touch everything inside you from my head to my nuts You got me sweatin like a fat girl going for mine Just a skinny nigga fuckin like she stole my mind Back in time I recall how she used to be I guess money and fame made you used to me What`s up in 9-6? fine tricks in drag Fuck Dre, tell that bitch he can kiss my ass Back to you, my pretty ass caramel queen (come here baby, come here!) Got my hands on your thighs now let me in-between That`s friends (Chorus) Friends (Where my niggaz at? hahah, Where my bitches at? Throw ya guns in the air) No need to front, let`s be friends (My ghetto love song, it goes on and on and on and on) Because I know you want to fuck, Let`s be friends (Where my niggaz at? Where my bitches at? Where my niggaz at?) No need to front, let`s be friends (Where my niggaz at?) (Where my bitches at? Where my people at?) Because i know you want to fuck Let`s be... [2pac - Verse 3] Can you imagine me in player mode, rush the tricks I got em ready for a booty call, I fucked your bitch (Ha Ha!) Was it me or the fame? My dick or the game? Bet I scream `westside` when I came (westside!) | Похожие исполнители:
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