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Текст песни Big Ed f Fiend, Mystikal - Uh Oh

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[Master P]Big Ed, Fiend, Mystikal.You all get in, get the motherfuckin money.And if anybody moves, huh, buck em.It`s a 211, don`t make it a 187It`s a 211, don`t make it a 187It`s a 211, don`t make it a 187It`s a 211, don`t make it a 187Where they at, where they at, get the gat, get the gatWhere they at, where they at, get the gat, get the gatWhere they at, where they at, get the gat, get the gatWhere they at, where they at, get the gat[Mystikal]When Mystikal hits the door it go (door squeak)Fifty cent they goin get ????I got the things on fire let em burnKill everybody plus the women and the churnNigga huh, nigga what you goin learnWhere I`m a put you bitch you aint goin returnGet it straight like your hair when you permI`m a streak like comin from my spermI hope it stick like a motherfuckin fernBitch I make ten times what you earnAnd for all you bitches concernedA 211, a 187 goin be confirmed[Master P]It`s a 211, don`t make it a 187It`s a 211, don`t make it a 187It`s a 211, don`t make it a 187It`s a 211, don`t make it a 187[Fiend]Womp womp, womp wompWay I feel with these twin glocks, goin up when the pin dropsAnd all you fat hogs, chop down it`s a thin copOr feel hot, you meet my richer nigga takerWith balls on my caper and find her if you gotta makerBraker, two one one, with my two new gunsLove to see you run, I just use your comeGun cooked, unhooked for tryin to reachIncluding my strap so I unleash the beastI dare you preach, you got way more then meAnd it`s just somethin I couldn`t ignore you seeBetter up somethin, or me and my shottie goin buck up somethinSnuff somethin, and then night, and slowly cut somethin[Master P]It`s a 211, don`t make it a 187It`s a 211, don`t make it a 187It`s a 211, don`t make it a 187It`s a 211, don`t make it a 187[Big Ed]P point out the house, watch me run up in this bitchNigga come out that rug, don`t make me bust your shitNigga dust your shit, hit em with cocain and dopeAnd after all of my shows I`m gettin head from hoesHypnotized by the way that stripper blastShe shoots me deep in a tranceBut look in my TRU shit fast or I`m ready to ass Dont you make a motherfuckin soundMy pistol is pionted right between your frownNigga get down on the fuckin groundWith my kids gotta eat rob everybody aroundPull akickdoe (boom), breakin niggas offShit get shady when decks em with the sawed off[Master P]It`s a 211, don`t make it a 187It`s a 211, don`t make it a 187It`s a 211, don`t make it a 187it`s a 211, don`t make it a 187Uh oh!See, we can do this the motherfuckin right way.Just give me the motherfuckin money.Nobody moves, nobody hurt.That`s it!Bitch, don`t fuckin move, now look what you made me do.

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