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Текст песни B.G. f Big Tymers, Ms. Tee - Wheel Chairs

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[Baby]Too many playa hatin niggas in this world[the B.G.]That`s why we ride through this world wit da black girl[Baby]Keep my nina for self protection[the B.G.]Just in case a reppin ass nigga wanna start reppin[Baby]I`m bout money and that`s all we wanna seeAnd if ya creep nigga watch out for the B.G.Chopper City posse nigga, and we roll deep4 deep in the black on black Caprice[B.G.]Slangin is my thang man, I`m out for paperTryin to catch a fuckin drain, lookin for kaperzMy people say it`s a shameThey say I hate ya, but I tell `em it`s all in the gameI`m a ducht taperI`ma a young money maker, fuck these hoezI can`t be no faker, I play wit my noseAnd out your yay, I`ll rape yaBut on the downlow, boy I`ll playa hate yaAin`t that coldIf ya got it hide, on the realCause me and my niggas ride, and we killCausin homicides, that`s the dealI`m bringin what a nigga feelCaps get peeled[Chorus]2x[Ms. Tee]Niggas in wheel chairs, half dead as it is[B.G.]T-shirts wit pictures representin dead peers9 millimeters, glock, pumpRide guns, all that start funk[Mannie Fresh]Look out you bitch, you[B.G.]Watch out for 2 twos[Mannie]Automatics, with the static that ya talkinStop ya from walkin with the Calico, stop ya hoes>From playin wit me, my nine stayin wit meNiggas in banged up cars wit battle scarsWith shit bags attached to they drawersTake this time to pauseFor the not so luckyWeak like a sick puppyFools that lost they name in the game `cause they wouldn`t up itBig money, heavy weight, make no mistakeTriple beam wit da lean, the man wit da cakeShake don`t stir my drank, nigga you aintGon` get out alive without spendin five on somethinIf ya wanna keep ya heart pumpinTha downtown, Nino Brown dumpinCause I done killed mo` niggas than cancerLil B.G. won`t ya take this timeout to answer[B.G.]Nigga, A[Mannie]Are you faster than a gun?[B.G.]Nigga, B[Mannie]Will I shoot ya if ya run?[B.G.Nigga, C[Mannie]I ain`t showin no love[B.G.]Nigga, D[Mannie]All tha motherfuckin above[Chorus]2x[B.G.]Nigga thought I was just bout rappin, he disrespectNow they wonder what the fuck happened, I hit his setRippin up da whole block and it ain`t no stoppinWhen da chopper get ta choppin, you get ta droppinNiggas dead, niggas hoppin, tryin to get awayBut they can`t get away from this K, nigga I don`t playV.L. got street sweepers, 9 milliesAll us night creepers, actin sillyDirty 30`s, AR-15`sNose dirty, totin uzi machinesBrother, L.B., Donald D., Chun ChiReal niggas off Valence streetCrazy G, Big G., Big Moe, Lil` P.All them niggas down wit meL.T., Cool Billy, CooleyPopeye and my nigga LarrySo please, at ease, freeze, get on ya kneesPussy niggas stuntin like ya got keysI`ll put your face on a fresh TIf the cheese over your head start at 5 G`s`Cause I`m the motherfucker keep the coroner to workSettin examples puttin niggas 6 in the dirtI put that nigga on that T-shirt that you be wearinMe and my click do that dirt that them niggas be sayinThey doin, but Uptown doin thatGet in the chair, bitch rat, then got hit in the backPussy, got rolled on roundI mean rolled on round[Chorus]2x

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