Текст песни
You You hit me! Say, Skeeter, I still can't believe you graduated, Man. Man, shut up. Glad we out of school, Man. Look at these stupid-ass broads. I'm about to get my pimp thing on started. You know I got so many hoes now, man, I gotta get an assistant pimp just to keeping Track of 'em, you know, make sure they on The right streets and shit. Say, Skippy White, Why you always talking about this pimp stuff, man? What's happening? 'Cause it's real. Now me my pen. It's your boy, P. Werthy. Checking in one time. Check two, check mic, check one, Check two. And, uh, We just out here having a good time, man. Summertime in LA, man, you already Know what it is. Yeah. New neck, new bitch, so it's new money. Hi-Tech in the cup 'cause I blew hundred. Full clip in my shit, homie, who want it? Talking all that shit, better do something. I be really in the set on the goose Thugging. Breaking bitches on the brands like it Ain't nothing. Take her back to the bix, get To straight fucking. She better pay attention, Nigga, this some real shit. She used to fucking with them lames, I'm a Real pimp. Give money out her ass, Stupid hoe bitch. Had the traffic going up in The Quinta. Sending pictures for the homies in the Pen', thot. Went from park benches to them leather seats. Went from fucking rats to bitches on TV. Live the life of a real nigga. If you ain't got bread, then why the fuck Would I deal with you? Man, we ain't dealing with you, man. Ain't nothing you can do that we can't do It. We just do it a little better than you. Get paid every day. Got a goal if you playing. I'm like a young Mac Dre. No Captain Kirk, hoe saving. Ain't no time for love, we gotta get fly. My ambitions of a baller got me doing crime. Violating parole and went on the run. Had to skip town 'cause the cops know me Where I'm from. Got a room at the La Quinta. I ain't even unpacked my shit, cracked a Bitch, and then I sent her. Put my shit On the map. Ex-con with a million dollar plan. Breaking hoes in every city I done ran through. My operation making cash. An agent made a task force, my ass trying To trail, but I move too fast. My boy Sean and Werthy got me over the Border. Came straight through Seattle, London drugs Imported. All these player haters broke as fuck. We got a room at the La Quinta with Some hoes and we going up. Bitch, you don't know what's going She Don't know what got.
LNDN DRGS, Jay Worthy, G Perico — La Quinta
«La Quinta» — LNDN DRGS, Jay Worthy, G Perico. Читайте текст песни и подпевайте с караоке-подсветкой: строки текста подсвечиваются в такт музыке. Слушайте онлайн бесплатно или скачайте mp3. Длительность записи — 2:55. Жанр — Рэп и хип-хоп.
