Текст песни Cha Cha f Jim Crow, Juvenile, Trick Dadd - Dear Diary, слова песни Cha Cha f Jim Crow, Juvenile, Trick Dadd

Текст песни Cha Cha f Jim Crow, Juvenile, Trick Dadd - Dear Diary

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[Trick Daddy]I just hope y`all niggas knowThat when it`s time that you niggas gotta be ready for warYou niggas gotta be preparedYou niggas gotta know that I`m serious about this shitI`mma run `em down, niggaI`ve done been used, abused, and accused of things that ain`t trueAnd been told some shit about some things that ain`t even newBut what I done heard is true, I know y`all done heard it tooBeen saying shit like Trick run hit from a bird or twoAnd y`all claiming that I`m the manI got these banging ass bitches standing around with their hands outWord is on the streets is that a nigga like meDone went from jack boy from dope boy in less than a weekSee I got more snitches and bitches than my clique ever sawAnd I hang with crooked ass judges, lawyers, cops, and robbersI wish I had a block of that shitI give my block to my chickAnd set up shop in this bitchI wish I meant a country bitch from a hick town and ISend her to get a table and break a whole half of brick downY`all niggas know it cost money to go to warAnd I know a couple niggas with a couple of millions to blow, it`s on1 - [Jim Crow] It`s on, just stay calm We ain`t bullshittin` nigga we droppin` bombs Uhh it`s like that Ain`t done right the first time we coming back It`s on, just stay calm We ain`t bullshittin` nigga we droppin` bombs Uhh it`s like that Ain`t done right the first time we coming back[Jim Crow]Ha, Cha ChaWe got the hoes in a headlock now ChaA new millennium babyMake `em bounce, make `em bounce[Cha Cha]Where can I start cause baby girl ain`t go no ghetto talesI`d rather tell how good the leather smell in the SLThat was eleventh and twelfthBeen ahead of myselfSo these broads been trying to ride before accepted this wealthWasn`t born with silver spoonsSeen plenty of silver moonsSat in mid June on the beaches of CancunAnd that was just family tripsRide in grip family whipsNow it`s my own candy six, nigga you ain`t hand me thisSo what you beefin` this?Believe me thisI`ll have you on your knees for thisJust pleading the fifthYou acting real displeased with this, fatigued a bit?You`re messing with this seasoned chickThat`ll leave ya sickTake it all, y`all won`t be needingCall her six, no let mommy hold the keys to thisDon`t even trip you know we like two peas in thisBreathe evilness,And we won`t split until we even thisDeceitfulness, where it`s at, yeahRepeat 1[Juvenile]I just come up with money from busting headsAnd niggas I fuck with just got out of the fedsMy paper done got scrapedSo naw cool relaxYo Juve what you doing?Look I`m just chilling to the maxMy niggas already left me and they ain`t coming backI look like a drug dealerThey think I`m selling crackIf the motherfuckin` money ain`t rightI ain`t handling itNigga I don`t wanna talk to you so stop mouthingCan`t you see that Juve `bout his business boy?Or do I have to put holes in your kidneys boy?Straight up knock the bitch outWe`ll pick the bitch upThen get rough and duck, cut them, Cha is loose in the cutLook that wouldn`t happen to you if you`d mind herAnd y`all been hustling, warning this is my turnFuck the press, fuck a tv, fuck a cdWhen you got money come and see meRepeat 1 (2x)

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