Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: ProofНазвание : Ja in a BraДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : rap hip-hop d12 hip hop rip Видео:
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Its murdaaa... hahaha...its murda.. We back up in this motherfucker!!! Its murda... yall know who we be (ayo don`t let me catch you!!) R.U.L.E... my nigga Fatal on my 1s, 2s, holla back you bitch ass niggaz!! Yo, yo, motherfuckin cocksucker If y`all havnt heard yet that nigga loose change is loose And I got proof, get it, I got proof.. *beat changes* [Intro - Proof] WOOF!! You know my name, its like this..PROOF!!! D12 shitnotes! Its war now! Lets man up! (WOOF) No prisoners! No casualties! All my riders lets ride then! CMON! (WOOF) [Verse 1] Word on the street is that I murda this Inc Get whacked with the hands not deservin the heatin There`s nerves in this beef To Irv and his peeps: I ain`t rappin no mo` I speak through the curves in the streets Ya hit`s, man, is weak Ya did a poor job, that midget Cookie Monster be hangin` from a door knob Ya lucky I don`t like touchin women And don`t like no peace, talk somethin` with Russel Simons, (WOOF) Got the right connections My perception, ya know, would be beefin, ya life is definatly gone The ?? singin` at least the Woof of rap You`ll need more than a Bush attack, don`t push me back! (WOOF) You think it`s just 50 and Sha, listen up Ja, no kids in the lobby in Detroit city wishin you DIE! I know you just wanna rap and be Pac, but before its said and done you gon` see PAC! (WOOF) [Hook] Yall don`t want war, y`all want talk In the dark my dogs all bark like WOOF! PROOF, nigga, I`ma WOOF Now you all SHOOK I`ma about to getcha brain pushed BACK! [Verse 2] CHRIS GOTTI!! This nigga had the nerve to have ten niggaz sneak me just to get wit me I`m only 160 and the fact is I murder niggaz, DJs, and kittens I only walk out with scratches, wearin a Rolex shirt So if thats the streets, speakin ya dress don`t hurt You cowards do something before we do ours I could write a Ja Rule album in two hours Bleedin dead on ya back, have ya pockets flat like Federal Tax and put ya head on the rack I`m so bad, the only thing good is death And L.A. G Unit posted and shook left, (ha, bitch!) I`m from Detroit with the hottest and hollas Niggaz like `yall garbage, don`t even bother`, (haha) Plus ya overweight and gangstas is maddening 50 made Wanksta and the definition of wanksta is AINT TOUGH With pictures of Ja in a braw with a paint brush, paintin his war marks I`m losin my patience It ain`t just D12 and Obie, homey, cancel ya shows and show respect like ya know me, (hehe) It zones and its hailin a jet 911 style: to ya face to ya chest 911 style: to ya face to ya chest It`s over, nigga, gettin wet on the set, BLAU!!! [Hook] x2 [Outro] Haha! I ain`t even talkin no more! I can`t believe my nig can write yo whole ass out, nigga! Whatcha talkin about `that we gave ya the proof!` You scared to come in that club, nigga! You ain`t got shit! I`ma tell you like this: Black Child, Chris Gotti, I`m on that ass! Cmon! See! You niggaz wanna be street niggaz! Who would you wanna recruit? Cause I`ma murd` all you soldiers and recruit ya bosses when this over! Big Proof! D12! Only a one sixty-three! I left out with scratches, nigga! Wait till y`all niggaz come to the D! Yeah, I`m goin to New York! I just love Summer Jams! I`ll be back fuckin with ya bitch! A`yo, Cookie Monster: come get me, nigga! Old ass nigga! *laughs* *beat stops* Now don`t make me write some real shit, nigga! | Похожие исполнители:
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