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Текст песни C-Murder f Daz Dillinger - Bossalinie

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C-Murder/(Daz Dillinger)(Yeah, what`s happenin?)Whassup Daz nigga?(Whassup C-Murder?)Shit, I think we got problems.(What?)Ya know?(Fuck that.)Nigga call back Sean let`s do that shit like this.(How we doin it just like this.)Okay.(Ya know what I`m sayin?)Let`s ride on em.(Buck all yall.)Ya heard?Daz DillingerAww yeah (aww yeah), it`s bout that time to get into some gangsta shitA second no doubt nigga before we bang you quickThe gang and No Limit, we about to tripSlangin these thangs as a youngsterGrew up with killers and drug niggas, big cowards and bustersSeen it all from a mile away, but it`s all on straightWith automatic with static nigga cause we don`t playC-Murder rap up and pat up and rap up, out to get him nigga what upWith enough lead to make these niggas shut the fuck upBoom boom as me and my niggas come through with attitudeActin rude, slappin and jackin these foolsRollin down the block as the system knockTruck beatin deep as a motherfucker, fuck the copsI bust on niggas with nerve, pull up on niggas on the curbSwerve and yell out nigga you ain`t heardBout as dollar birds, loaded high of herbSean duck, what the fuck, niggas are rollin it upMy heart is cold as ice, day and nightStrapped with shit you can`t fuck with, so you better get whiteSee gotta gun it off, got up and stumbled, fell and fall??? and spin niggas with my motherfuckin doggsCause when you fuck with us you done fucked with the realSo we don`t fuck with sucka niggas, busta niggas that squealYellin hey (hey), yo (yo), hey (hey), yo (yo)Why niggas wanna try to fuck with this manYou knowin how we do, how we do manYellin hey (hey), yo (yo), hey (hey), yo (yo)Why niggas wanna try to fuck with this manYou knowin how we do it, we don`t play playC-MurderIn God I trust, for them gats I bustAnd fuck the world cause a gangsta bitch, I never trustNow who`s to blame for the motherfucking rain pouring down on my headI guess it was the life I ledCause society done made me into a villanAnd I`m willing to execute another killingCause I dwell with them cut throats and alcoholicsAnd been a member ever since I could rememberRelieve stress with the sex and masturbationAnd ride for No Limit with no motherfucking hesitationCause I`m a TRU nigga (TRU nigga), a real nigga (real nigga)A go getta (a go getta), and wig splitter With my nigga daz, quick to blast and whoop your assAnd fuck a mask, leavin niggas up in a body bagAnd L.T., lace the weed and run the motherfucking beatCause Murder and Daz run the motherfucking streetsDaz DillingerHey (hey), yo (yo), hey (hey), yo (yo)Why niggas wanna try to fuck with this manYou knowin how we do it, how we do manI`m yellin hey (hey), yo (yo), hey (hey), yo (yo)Why niggas wanna try to fuck with this manYou knowin how we do it, we don`t play playWomanDaz, they took all my money, they took my jewelry.They took everything.I don`t know what I`m a do.I`m broke.C-MurderYa know what Daz, send that hoe over here.Come here bitch.Come here, come here, come here!Don`t touch my motherfucking money.Hoe don`t ever come on this motherfucking spot.

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