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Текст песни Bad Azz f Butch Cassidy, Ras Kass, Sylk- - Personal Business

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[Chorus: Butch Cassidy]Up early in the morn` (the morn)I`m thinkin` as I yawn (I yawn)What am I gonna do?Well I should call my crew, I call my crewMan what a pretty day (pretty day)All the women wanna play (wanna play)But time is movin` fastSo I should move my assCome on[Bad Azz]Come on, let`s go, get outLet`s show `em what the West Coast aboutThe street life, cars with switches, we live on TVOr next to the stars with riches, you couldn`t see meSmashin` in a Bentley Coupe through L.B.In an expensive suit, you tell meMe and Sylk-E. Fyne, platinum on this Blaqtoven beatAnd you`re in trouble like when you need a gat to go to sleepWe hot nicks like Meth and Redman, make you BlackoutBack that ass up, enter this and throw your back outWe Thug to the Bone that`s why I keep it all `N HarmonyAnd - still I rise, won`t you come along with me?Let`s hit the streets and feel the sunshineI`ve been out all day long and I ain`t even seen one-timeLet`s hit the beach and then swerve through the WestsideLet`s drink, toast, smoke and give it up for the best side[Chorus][Sylk-E. Fyne]I`m wakin` up early even before the sun crackUp collectin` my paper in a brown paper bag, with my nigga BadPurse fat with a lot of cashWhile them bitches mad, we C-Walk and we smashStomp and stampede over the emeniesStill shinin` and glistenin`, you can catch me in the streetsWith my thugs, hoodstas and hustle-ahsI love my niggaz, I`m at the club with my niggazCause it ain`t my fault they say I`m the bossiestAnd it ain`t my fault me, Bad and Ras can floss our shitGhetto stars we are own entourageWe drive `em far, chauffers to roll our carsSo hell yeah, Mr. Bad I`ma go with yaFrom sunset to sunrise cause we them go-gettersAnd at the end of the yellow brick roadIt`s gold and platinum, so come on let`s roll[Chorus] - 2X[Ras Kass]I`m like a walkin` night clubWherever I go we got budNigga want some drink? I got a dubIn these L.A. streets we got loveBig booty hoes, we got hugsYou got a motherfuckin` problem? - We got slugs, we got thugsNeed a Romy on chrome, no place like homeBenzes and Broughams, we all the same like clones(Lil`, lil`) Lil` niggaz with big homesWe platinum in the streets, so the gettin` is goodBe in mansions on the hill, heart still livin` in the hoodI`m a Watts baby, 99th & McKinleyRaised in C-arson so haters can come and get meSun roof, 80 proof, still fo` muchCertain songs and watch all the homies throw upWe bang different sets but we all claim the WestLet`s get rich nigga, please, collect the checks[Butch Cassidy]You don`t want to fool with usYou best be cool with usPretty ladies we wanna fuckI`ll never leave cause in the West I trustYou don`t want to fool with usYou best be cool with usPretty ladies we wanna fuckI`ll never leave cause in the West I trust

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