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Артист: MC EihtНазвание : Kind of PimpishДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : gangsta rap west coast hip-hop rap compton gangsta rap west coast hip-hop rap compton Видео:
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And this how we gon` do it How you likin` me now in 97 kind of pimpish Ho`s get down like you live you know the business How you likin` me now in 97 kind of pimpish Ho`s get down like you live... Nigga better check yourself before you think about fuckin` with these Muthafuckas always makin` the cheese 187`s for the triggers we squeeze Fool please, like a bitch Drop to your knees Be the bad-ass fool in the game All the ho`s be scream my name Throwin` that ass, it`s a damn shame Must the game So a nigga be bringin` the pain Ho`s Still stand too tall and never fallin` Player haters perpetrate Standin` too close because we ballin` No competition But they wishin` they could dodge 5-0 Lay back in the cut Get sucked and fucked By a gang of hoodrat ho`s Thought you knew The way we bring it to you it`s on the real From the days of wayback packin` my strap On the West Side of the hill Always chill with a gang of ho`s Cluck cluck pesos everyday Be the bomb, show you love So all the skirts head my way P-A-I-D, no T-L-C Hell no, we never beg Take the dick down your throat Don`t choke and open up them legs Nuff said Presidents dead cause you know That be`s the business Get down like you live cause y`all check it, what what is this How you likin` me now in 97 kind of pimpish Ho`s get down like you live you know the business How you likin` me now in 97 kind of pimpish Ho`s get down like you live you know the business How you likin` me now, hey How you likin` me now, uh, geah one two How you likin` me now, geah, hey, geah I know the story`s all the same But the names have changed so y`all can peeps my mission Nigga gone off the weed Tryin` to feed with speed and take my damn position Get my buck on, watch a nigga get the fuck on While he stabbin` I`m laughin` My nigga just got his duck on Lovin` it so it must be right can`t be wrong With a pocket full of stones Rib bones and greenery, that`s blown Home grown, watch your tone Homeboy you can`t be from round here Westside `bout it `bout it, we blowin` chronic all year No fear For all the niggas and bitches in short skirts Don`t fuck around, represent the town, nobody gon` get hurt More work, birds fly with ease, steady cluckin` cheese, you know? And y`all can`t fuck around cause we dodge from 5-0 If you knew Then I guess its your time to straight go While you layin` in the ground, I creep around and fuck your ho` I thought you knew About this time We gotta get money I gotta get mine Chorus... Hey Come on y`all Half Ounce in the house one time Come on y`all, hey X-fact`s in the house two times Come on y`all, hey How you likin` us now, geah | Похожие исполнители:
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