Текст песни Celly Cel f U.G.K. - The G-Filez
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[Pimp C]Smoke somethin`I just bought me a Coupe DevilleTook out the air bag put in a wood wheelNow all the ATL niggas wanna jack cuz I`m from TexasNever seen candy with the fifth on the backI`m comin` down the west end, niggas tryin` to jackAnd bust a right Coney Island pop the trunk and started cappin`Niggas was happenin` put they Burboun to the floor niggaHard to bust back but I was penetrating they doeNigga in PA, it`s like the wild, wild westCuz we all pack pistols and we all wear vestsWhen the shit pop out, who gon stuntNigga ain`t shootin` me first I fin to pop the trunk[UGK][Bun B] - These niggas keep talkin` like they want the funk[Pimp C] - But niggas love to talk shit I fin to pop the trunk[Bun B] - Runnin off at they dick suckas gettin` it crunk[Pimp C] - Nigga I`m high off this weed I fin to pop the trunk[Bun B] - Steady frontin` like a man but you show me a punk[Pimp C] - Man I knew he was a bitch I had to pop the trunk[Bun B] - All we really came to do is just smoke some skunk[Pimp C] - These niggas steady runnin` me hot I`m fin to pop the trunk[Celly Cel]You niggas didn`t know that I was outta controlSlow yo roll for I put this chopper straight to yo foHead you better off dead than to fuck around with psycho niggasDon`t be trying to plead yo case cuz I don`t even like no niggasIn my face, trying to question me about some dramaOnly answer to two people: God and my mamaFar as niggas tryin` to put me in the cross,Let `em holler at my bitch, Nina Ross hoe house bossI bet you mind somethin` in, run and tell a friend[?] on the Gin, I think he`s set trippin` once againIt ain`t no stoppin` me, get at me then I`m dumpin` on ya,Ridin past yo funeral hangin out the window slumpin` on yaYou didn`t know, they didn`t tell you boy you betta listenWhile I shoot this shit before you put yourself in that positionNiggas that know me know I specialize in havin bumpYou can have the tailway from the shovel so we can pop the trunk[UGK][Bun B] - These niggas keep talkin` like they want the funk[Pimp C] - Man cuz his bitch chose me I fin to pop the trunk[Bun B] - Runnin` off at they dick suckas gettin` it crunk[Pimp C] - Cuz I`m fuckin` yo gal I got to pop the trunk[Bun B] - Steady frontin` like a man but you show me a punk[Pimp C] - Nigga tried to jack my car I had to pop the trunk[Bun B] - All we really came to do is just smoke some skunk[Pimp C] - Smokin` at the tittie bar I had to pop the trunk[Bun B]Under Cali`s blue skies, smokin` on chronicles and chocolate tiesEven when we tell the truth the hoes we liesMan ain`t no disguise, doin` ninety week fliesAin`t got no time for middle men and small friesOnly money conversation and big thighsLet me talk to your boss man, the nigga wit the piesAnd back yo ass up and don`t act so surprisedWhen pistols start to cock, hands start to riseNobody move too fast I adviseOr you can catch a hot one right between ya eyesRecognize I done set me sights on the prizeAnd put lights out with boom biddy bye, bye`sI`m livin` my life off of rap and weed highsAnd act my age but not my fuckin` shoe sizeBut fuckin` wit us ain`t wiseWe get crunk, we came to pop the trunkWhat, the trunk[Bun B] - These niggas keep talkin` like they want the funk[Pimp C] - I knew he was the police I had to pop the trunk[Bun B] - Runnin` off at they dick suckas gettin` it crunk[Pimp C] - Man I`m sippin` on [?] poppin` the trunk[Bun B] - Steady frontin` like a man but you show me a punk[Pimp C] - [?][?][?] I had to pop the trunk[Bun B] - All we really came to do is just smoke some skunk[Pimp C] - To make it, make it crunk I had to pop the trunk[Pimp C]I know that they some bitches had to pop the trunkCalifornia to Texas poppin` the trunkUGK and Celly Cel we bout to pop the trunkSippin` on Hennessy [?] I fin to pop the trunk, bitchSmoke somethin`D time, PA, uh, `97Smoke somethinRepresentin money, like Too $hort bitchHuh