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Текст песни 504 Boyz (Master P, Curren$y, Krazy, T-B - Holla

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[Chorus](Master P) &[Krazy](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 bagsWhodi owe me money, I`ma bust his fuckin` assI`m allergic to Dr. Pepper so pass the Dr. FishnerHit me on the 2Way whodi I get witchaPut in on the stove bake it like a pieTake it to the hood slang it for 16-5When niggaz snortin` that boy they be passin` that girlWrap it up in ziplock, bag it up as furlSend money to the pen, Mac & C be home soonBitches start snitchin` I`ma send `em to the moonI can sell a hoe a dream, front a hustla weightI could never fall off I`m the GHETTO BILL GATES!![Chorus][Curren$y]These little niggaz can`t take it anymoreI push thru the club iced out low key wit my P.Miller velourHoes breakin` down the doors uhnBecause the 504 Boyz here, they can`t wait til` we get onIt`s Curren$y the muthafuckin` rookie of the yearThis ain`t the WNBA ain`t no pussy`s over hereYeah I`m makin` figgas fuckin` wit the Ghetto BillIn a truck wit some rims that`s bigger than ferris wheels holla[Chorus][Krazy]See this No Limit Army nigga, that`s my clickSee the hoe that you tongue kissin` use to be my bitchSee these thangs that I`m slangin` nigga, they call bricksAn this brown shit I`m sniffin` nigga, it got me sickAn this big truck I`m pushin` nigga, my tight whipWit a chopper layin` on the seat, that`ll make you flipMy alias believe me Doc HolidayIf it`s beef, I`m like aids I never go away[Chorus][Master P]I might let somethin` slide but I won`t forgetTell Double XL(XXL) they could suck my dickI might be country but I`m ghetto richAn when it comes to grindin` I started this shitI put the G in ghetto nigga call me ghetto fabStarted wit some quarters then I flipped it to some halvesPut the coke in Coca Cola, no bakin` sodaCall me Pistol P cause I slang them granolas[Chorus][T-Bo]Bitch them thangs just got dropped off, the blocks hot like hot sauceSo puff puff keep passin` & I promise yall they not lostConvicted felons load your weapons, they tryna knock ya top offFor braggin` to them hatin` bitches bout how much your watch costLoose lips sank ships bitch so watch what you sayin`It`s the New No Limit baby they got us under survelanceAn the Feds ain`t playin` they kickin` down doors dailyAin`t this a bitch I just got off probation[Chorus][Magic]I`m tryna get me a whole chicken, chop it down into dimesThen flip that bitch quicker than I can flip these rhymesNow I`m on two birds I`ma flip one more timeAn I`m on top done left you bitch niggaz behindI`m grindin` I`m hustlin`, don`t trust me when I`m brokeAn I don`t discrimanate I want the money & the dopeYou better hope I wear a mask out or things`ll get bloodyFour 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}

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