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Put you on the line but get in formation Bitch. Suck it and shake on this dick you Take it quick. Baby girl what you talking bout Come face to huh, huh. New flow me switch It up huh. Baby girl I like the way You do it on me. Hey, showing that you Is a freak ah. She like daddy can you Go down on me? Huh. Baby girl you a clown I see hey. Dumb bitch want me to go down huh. Like Tony don't know you get around town hey. I'm rich bitch I can turn your frown upside Down. Aye your last nigga was a clown, couldn't Take your ass around hey. Like Jefe I got Pesos. Aye baby girl love my queso. I'm possessed with my Glock like Xbox with Halo. When crippers show up even Superman gon' lay low. Ha. Crip business. Send shots at a nigga wig with the quickness. I keep smack cutters sparking like The Witness. Finna pull up fuck you opp niggas bitches. Ha. And she say she like the way that I move. I barely fuck with them, yeah don't Fuck with no Already said what I was do. Already said what I was gon' do. Cock my gun back doom doom shots at them Dudes. Ha huh, it's Sim on this bitch again. Ha. You know, it's about four for the win Huh, huh. What he say? Baby huh, I think I just lost again huh. Haa, DG what he say? Ha. Ha huh, it's Sim on this bitch again. Ha. You know, it's about four for the win Huh, huh. What he say? Baby huh, I think I just lost again huh. Haa, DG what he say? Ha. It's the one from Grace Street, bitch I Eat goats. They call me Greedy but these freaks Wanna deep throat. These niggas tryna ride the wave Like a speed boat. I'm on they motherfucking neck Like a peacoat. I drop a bag and get A check, they call me Cheeto. Still be in the motherfucking field like a cleat Coach. Fronting sideline telling steppers I don't Need toes. I'll pull a pussy nigga card like Repo. I make card, not car. I be scarred by the yard, had the squad Pretty hard. Feeling like I'm going hard on the Bars, I'll pull up. Heavy locs jumping on you With the straps like a pull-up. From the 30 to the Grace, throw your motherfucking Hood up. Dust Town the dirt gang, we don't Keep the pistols put up. Putting bitches on a Blade more than I'ma put a statement on grade. They like Bob you and Greedy need to do A whole tape, on grade. Ha huh, it's Sim on this bitch again. Ha. You know, it's about four for the win Huh, huh. What he say? Baby huh, I think I just lost again huh. Haa, DG what he say? Ha. Ha huh, it's Sim on this bitch again. Ha. You know, it's about four for the win Huh, huh. What he say? Baby huh, I think I just lost again huh. Haa, DG what he say? Ha.
Cypress Moreno, ASM Bopster, 03 Greedo — DRUMLINE Intro
«DRUMLINE Intro» — Cypress Moreno, ASM Bopster, 03 Greedo. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 3:19. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
