Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: The DwellasНазвание : LeakageДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : underground hip-hop rap hip-hop east coast rap good stuff Видео:
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Dwellas rep real hip-hop music This time you won`t refuse it In the clubs wild out and lose it UG and Phan about to bring you the new shit Right now Dwellas rep real hip-hop music This time you won`t refuse it In the clubs wild out and lose it Stop frontin on Phan and U.G. Right now [ Phantasm ] Straight out the gate, never hesitate Blast off trey-eight Leave you in a coma state Only I control my fate Me and son can only wait Kick back, meditate Buy the album, don`t debate Hope my people can relate Switch flows on every 8th Dick hoes in every state Deejays need our songs in crates Finally my ones is great Too late for who`s great Need food on my plate Y`all ate, so why hate? Never try to violate [ U.G. ] Gon` punish, paralyze your posture Pop ya, you`re no longer popular ?????????????? binacular Topple ya like C4, steez is raw Genetically ill, appeal to the retina The Winchester makes it hard for the brain to register Life signs ???? blow your mind, you`re crazy Facin me, I stomp like Doug Lazy I hold a 80 from here to Haitii, ladies praise me [ Phantasm ] Every day we pray and thank God that he got us in Sorry that we gotta sin Motto is: we gotta win Dwellas, yeah, we hot again Make a whole lotta ends Cash big checks and sex, a whole lotta skins And you can come too, boo, hope you got a friend It`s room 110 at the Ramada Inn We real players who ain`t gotta spend Just bring a lotta gin Hope y`all crab niggas still followin [ U.G. ] Now what you think this is, ain`t nothin innocent here Focus, attack and chop drums like Premier Wave the gun in the air, you runnin in fear Punish who dare stare, you don`t wanna go there Trust me, flow`s rusty, fuckin yo hussy She wanna touch me, told her I was cousins with Puffy Gased her, hold up, blast her with two hands, you`re losin your fans You fuck around and get two in a glance What [ CHORUS ] [ Phantasm ] Aiyo, 4 years passed and we still got the hot shit Every time I spit it`s liquid toxic Every show rock shit, love to get my cock licked Now every interview I do, gon` pop shit Can`t get to the glock, then you get oxed quick Run off at the mouth, wind up in a box, kid Rap criminal, you can still get your lock split Dwellas soon come, switch labels like the Lox did [ U.G. ] Blasting, blast the fifth, facelift niggas Headcase, sprayin the mace all in your kisser It`s takin place, I`m holdin a 8th takin a picture I`m on a date, 8th day straight fuckin your sister You paperweight, bring her this way, son, I`ma diss her You know the flav, raidin airwaves and transistors With no delay I hold you at bay, the brain twister My nigga Ted aimin the lead, boot up, nigga [ CHORUS ] | Похожие исполнители:
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