Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: 115Название : The OverdoseДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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Stack chips like Don Trump Comin` wit the slump So original head bustas Makin` moves from the junk Mashin` niggas [???] We stay loaded, fully loaded Let the game be noted We only comin` wit the coldest, hold up In `99 we breakin` `em off wit major heat Sweepin` the industry off they feet Hypnotize `em wit the beats It`s the most hated, America`s most blunted See niggas come from the bottom Then we turn around and run it Comfront it, we got cha Hollow points in the chamber Releasin` the anger Fuckin` around get caught up in the caper People stoppin` my paper Ain`t no time for no games I`m watchin` niggas catch the vapors While I`m doin` my thang I hit the block and I swang Niggas and bitches they be jockin` They wanna floss wit us Cuz they know we `bout the lock and load We warmed up for the score `Bout to hit `em wit a little bit of hardcore [Chorus] x 2 Cuz in my lifetime I`d a done gang of shit Invloved wit 211`s, 187`s for the chills Another blockstyle murderah Another blockstyle murderah We `bout to have it bitch [Hennessy] And since I was a itty bitty niggy on the corner I was a performer Now my music gets women through California Love to get up on it We disinigrate all opponents And represent it, wit windows tinted Till you can`t control it It`s the O to the fuckin` A-K D to the A-L-D Fuck what the haters say, we paper chase So you can`t tell me a muthafuckin` thang But the [?] We [?] too much blood gushers Cuz you ain`t the one that run the hood We [?] from the goods Like they say, "Talk is cheap" Oh yeah, they workin` the tech So you get swepped up off your feet Now break up off of me, heard me In the game I`m a fill the lane like I`m James Worthy Hella slurvy Yes indeedy that`s your boy That would keep the backpack And the clack-clack, you be destroyed You shouldn`t have never got me pumped And now your soul is full of holes They`ve come to mop him up Cuz I was sloppy drunk And had to pop him up [Chorus] x 2 [Hennessy] It`s just the flossamatic, caught the cabbage Nigga what, in the cuts, get no bumps Till my pockets got the mumps And when they jump We let them cats off That`ll take yo head off Wit no explination, no hesitation Nigga just smash on Before the chance was smooth And all the work, yo ass was through Hoppin` fences, coherant distance while we passin` through I`m here to let you know boy We get to buckin` When you fuckin` wit them snow boys And makin` more noise [Taydatay] You know Cuz we be flippin` the script On top wit big faces Known in hella places Illutin` all the drug cases Fuck the basics, we goin` all out We got to show these muthafuckas what the Sco be about | Похожие исполнители:
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