Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Lil WyteНазвание : Crash Da Club (Remix)Данные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : rap hip-hop dirty south southern rap gangsta rap Видео:
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[Hook: Lil Wyte - repeat 8X] We `Bouta Crash Da Club - throw some chairs (*DJ Scratching*) Break - Break...Break - Break...Break Something [Juvenile] Aiyo smoke something, choke something, get real nice We ain`t gon, fall on our face - but we gon` be right Look, police ain`t around when I do my dirt Becuz I map it all loud and then I put in work You with them freaks - I be in the streets Y`all be wearing them Bee`s - I be wearing Ree`s Running wit` my g`s from the U-T-P This is where I`m gonna be until I D-I-E Wodie, it`s goin` down from the Easy Bay ta the West Bay Where niggaz drank V.S.O.P. until they breath stank Bitch gatta say something, err` time They never handle they buisness, but staying in line Seeking you will find, the loaded up .9 Wanted at `cha cuz it of fa` stealin` my mind Juvenile and Three-6 thats a-one-of-a-kind Tooken up yo golds - nigga get ready ta blind [Hook] [Lil` Wyte] I`m `Bouta crash da club, break the law Throw some chairs, crack your jaw If it`s killing season - ain`t no reason - ain`t no need ta stale I`m the one put here ta absorb all this energy and pain Non-stop-pop-from-the-top-of-the-clip-in-ya-glock, I still don`t feel you mane Cause of that, ground the coke and now I`m puffin` a pound of dro When I`m on that level and wit` my killaz you will be found on the flo` I must confes, I ain`t `bout shit, but if you think ta cross me bitch You`ll end up stanky - walk the planky - and empty out your pockets bitch Break da law, break your leg, crash da club and crack your neck Wit` these issues that I`m facing - daily I should tote a tec Get respect, that`s no option, all the haters filled with toxin` Walk right through the center of the crowd and pistols get ta flossin` Causing problem - dodging bullets - soon as I corrupt the scene Leaving damage - making havoc reaction fuckin` with me Chair to your bizack go through my head when you ignite the flame Lead to your bizack of your hizead before it hit your brain [Hook] | Похожие исполнители:
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