Текст песни Aritst: Master Fъol, JT Money, Pastor Tr - Watcha
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[JT Money]Sssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiiiiiittttttt[Master Fuol and Pastor Troy]*Screaming*Get crunkGet crunkPut em upGet throwedOn the floor*Screaming*[JT Money]Oh you didn`t know weMia, NYC, Houston, now what(Chorus)-all(M) Watcha watcha bout(Jt & Pt) ice(M) Watcha car bout(Jt 7 Pt) dubs(M) Watcha streets bout(Jt & Pt) police(M) You know we keep em out(Jt & Pt) what(M) You can get itThe rotten apple I bite itThe dirty bottom I hit itIf you want it come and get it get it[JT Money]I`m a nigga from the MIA, to the NYCChickens ride for me, cause the pimp I beI got this game from the streets got game for freeSweatin on freaks cause I play for keepsSee all them pretty ho`s high on xThe more you flex the more you get sexedMi where the knuckleheads don`t see lifeLike all ya`ll niggas want to get 3 strikes?I gotta problem with the policeAnd the streets make a nigga want to hold heatYou sayin there that black got gold teethAnd a mother from the east don`t know meIn the fame for the chasin cheeseEarsin theseFake ass g`zWit the ABC`s(For what) them niggas ain`t seriousPuttin it down with some lines for the lyricistAnd I`m real with thisGame recognize gameSon play the sameBut J off the chainTear yo ass out the frameDon`t fuck with JI love to spray and bust nuts okYa`ll sucker boys better know somethinWhen it comes to J ain`t no frontinTill some boy run his mouthReal niggas run in ya houseThat squad you with get stuck[Master Fuol]I get paid to spit barsSpendin half on a carHalf on a strip barGo back get a bitchJump back kiss myself and be like GOOD GOD!Look pawCome here with ya Cardio rollioCut yo wrist offPockets ripped off (stop it big dog)I`m from where shots get licked off(Chorus)[Pastor Troy]Devil`s after meThey try they best to capture meHe to young he will be the perfect causalityActuallyI don`t give a fuck MY NIGGAAsking these pussy niggas WHAT MY NIGGAYellow paperSo these hatersWanna see me dieIf I kill em I`m the muthafuckin bad guyAsk me why I don`t fuck with nobodyThe same shit that fucked John GottiMy nigga yotti on the road with meMister they roll with meCome spend the doe with meI may empties a OBefore the showI must admit they got me gaud on that hoChillinFamily repesentinNiggas talkin that shit niggas get missinYou wanna buckWe can buck motherfuckerMaster Fuol put them niggas in the gutta[Master Fuol]Man I blast a boy for Pastor TroyStraight closed casket boy, ya know Fuol`s a nasty boyYa betta clap me boyDon`t hate me, get money with JTNigga bout straight cheeseWhere the papers at (you put blaze on that?)How much you pay for that?Like 80 g`s(Chorus)[Master Fuol]I`m about that dirty disgustingThe dirty dirty we bustinThe dirty bird be cluckinSuckin and finger fuckinI`m form where they kill you for nothinIf you frontinWanna tussle *sounds*You see them niggas runnin duckinThis for my bitches who get itAnd handle they businessShake that assMake that cash(DON`T STOP GET IT GET IT)-Jt Money and Pastor TroyLow rocks wrist lited4 dot 6 get it6-4 hits with ya bank account 6 DIGITS!(Chorus)[Master Fuol]Dun dun da-dun-la-dun (x8)*Scream*