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Артист: 504 Boyz (Master P, Curren$y, Krazy, T-BНазвание : BallersДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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(Them boys on that block holla) Whoop Whoop (Them girls that got it hot holla) Whoop Whoop (If you runnin` from the cops holla) Whoop Whoop [Holla] Whoop Whoop [Holla] Whoop Whoop [Master P] Call me the trash man cause I put it up in bags Whodi owe me money, I`ma bust his fuckin` ass I`m allergic to Dr. Pepper so pass the Dr. Fishner Hit me on the 2Way whodi I get witcha Put in on the stove bake it like a pie Take it to the hood slang it for 16-5 When niggaz snortin` that boy they be passin` that girl Wrap it up in ziplock, bag it up as furl Send money to the pen, Mac & C be home soon Bitches start snitchin` I`ma send `em to the moon I can sell a hoe a dream, front a hustla weight I could never fall off I`m the GHETTO BILL GATES!! [Chorus] [Curren$y] These little niggaz can`t take it anymore I push thru the club iced out low key wit my P.Miller velour Hoes breakin` down the doors uhn Because the 504 Boyz here, they can`t wait til` we get on It`s Curren$y the muthafuckin` rookie of the year This ain`t the WNBA ain`t no pussy`s over here Yeah I`m makin` figgas fuckin` wit the Ghetto Bill In a truck wit some rims that`s bigger than ferris wheels holla [Chorus] [Krazy] See this No Limit Army nigga, that`s my click See the hoe that you tongue kissin` use to be my bitch See these thangs that I`m slangin` nigga, they call bricks An this brown shit I`m sniffin` nigga, it got me sick An this big truck I`m pushin` nigga, my tight whip Wit a chopper layin` on the seat, that`ll make you flip My alias believe me Doc Holiday If it`s beef, I`m like aids I never go away [Chorus] [Master P] I might let somethin` slide but I won`t forget Tell Double XL(XXL) they could suck my dick I might be country but I`m ghetto rich An when it comes to grindin` I started this shit I put the G in ghetto nigga call me ghetto fab Started wit some quarters then I flipped it to some halves Put the coke in Coca Cola, no bakin` soda Call me Pistol P cause I slang them granolas [Chorus] [T-Bo] Bitch them thangs just got dropped off, the blocks hot like hot sauce So puff puff keep passin` & I promise yall they not lost Convicted felons load your weapons, they tryna knock ya top off For braggin` to them hatin` bitches bout how much your watch cost Loose lips sank ships bitch so watch what you sayin` It`s the New No Limit baby they got us under survelance An the Feds ain`t playin` they kickin` down doors daily Ain`t this a bitch I just got off probation [Chorus] [Magic] I`m tryna get me a whole chicken, chop it down into dimes Then flip that bitch quicker than I can flip these rhymes Now I`m on two birds I`ma flip one more time An I`m on top done left you bitch niggaz behind I`m grindin` I`m hustlin`, don`t trust me when I`m broke An I don`t discrimanate I want the money & the dope You better hope I wear a mask out or things`ll get bloody Four to ya tummy real messy & ugly [Chorus] [Master P] If you east coast thuggin` holla {Whoop Whoop} If you west coast thuggin` holla {Whoop Whoop} If you midwest thuggin` holla {Whoop Whoop} If you down south hustlin` holla {whoop whoop} | Похожие исполнители: |
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