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Артист: 50 Cent f G-UnitНазвание : Follow Me GangsterДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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Yeah.. Sha, you ready? Drop that Ferrari F 50 style baby (yeah, yeah) I`ma show `em how I do it (yeah, yeah) G-g-g-g-g G-UNIT! I keep hearin` niggas is happy, the D`s come, niggas wit guns When I`m out on bail, ridin` wit` some new ones Big got hit in that passenger seat Pac got hit in that passenger seat Now I`m ridin` `round in that passenger seat Come near the whip, I`m blastin` my heat It don`t take long, for my juvenile delinquent thinkin` to sink in The consequences mean nothin`, those semi auto`s is bustin` Crack sellin`, predicate villain, spit big words but I can`t spell `em That`ll keep your punk ass from tellin` That I got that nine and that fo`-fo`, the H2 on double fours Bullet proof windows and doors, gangsta how `bout yours Southside tatted on my back My last gun shipment got the whole hood strapped Now all I got is two 380`s and a nine Nigga you can knock and tell the cops but you`re dyin` [Chorus - repeat 2X] You`re thicker than water Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa You`re thicker than water Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa You`re thicker than water Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa You can be a Blood or a Crip Nigga, you bitch Follow Me [Tony Yayo] I used to chill in the hood, to support the fiends But now I`m eatin` caviar instead of pork and beans I`m in the money green 7-45, with 7 shots in the fo` five Y`all niggas wanna die? I got a love affair, wit` violence and guns So this is for them gangstas, rep` where you from When I got O`d up, my heart turned colder That`s why the mac react like a king cobra Now I`m jumpin` out of Rovers, in Gucci loafers Y`all niggas wanna stun? I`ll bury you cockroaches Gimme one year, in this industry I`ll buy enough guns to declare war on a small country [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] Still walk around wit` the hammer boss Rope and a cross Hard times`ll make a lil` nigga hate Santa Claus Your mountains is high, holdin` in Diana Ross I`m like a 2003 banana Porsche I don`t gotta hide sluts, to get your ties cut They on my dick, `cause I make groupies set off a fire truck My team in the cutt, packin` middle things I got more foreign shooters than the Sacramento Kings It`s 8 class karats in the border I poke holes in plastic, to avoid a vaginal disorder I`m a savage on your daughter She ain`t in the college dorm Then I guess I`m squirtin` on the cabin that you bought her I`m a heavy weed smoker, so the average is a quarter Brown colored from shit, he established in the water You got Banks on your jersey, you part of my fan base Just `cause you pour syrup on shit, don`t make it pancakes [Chorus] | Похожие исполнители: |
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