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Текст песни Clipse - Got Damn

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(Chorus - Pharrell)Cot` damn, it`s a new dayCot` damn, but the nigga wanted moneyHoooo, hoooo, hooooCot` damn(Verse 1 - Malice)Uh, they just can`t understand or phathom my demeanorUnapproachable appearance to how I pack the ninasOut of two, Clipse they say Malice the meanestGot love for guns and caine, let nothin` come between usYou miss took me for a rapper huhWell that makes me an actor, cause I would rather clap a gunAnd buck on them niggas that hateWho wanna be in my shoes, live my life, but can`t carry my weightI understand that the envy is part of the gameBut make no mistake, you and I, we are not the sameNaw bitch I`m liable to splatter ya shitLight up ya world, `til you start to stagger and shitWatch how them hollows straight, ravel ya shitAnd I leave it to y`all, to freestyle and battle and shitThat`s not me, I`m all at home wit the chromeOr that play wit the yay, moving 12 for a zone, I`m gone(Chorus - Pharrell)Cot` damn, it`s a new dayCot` damn, but the nigga wanted money(Verse 2 - Ab-Liva)God damn, when that white hits the pen andComes back hard, I can account for every gram andThe streets molded the man I amThe pimp, the hustler, the crook, the killer, go-rillaTraits of a blow dealer, cost my fameI hustle, I`m rich, blow scrilla, I`ma toss that, carry the gameThe flame I throw, crack change came from blow, push the O`sSix lay close, hug the streets, I hug the beat, change flowsThug the streets, my love is deep, my pain showsMy hearts on a sleeve-aNigga that they gave they soul and hearts to mistreat youNigga told, they breaking my heart on the streets soWatch the phonies, watch ya homiesWe pop, pop, drop you homey(Chorus - Pharrell)Cot` damn, it`s a new dayCot` damn, but the nigga wanted money[Verse 3 - Pusha T and (Pharrell)]They call me Pusha for one reasonCause I keep that sniff all seasonsWhether the price is up or downI keep a mound to pitch from, you don`t have to shop aroundWhen it come to the money, I get stealthThree guns is fortune, and I don`t mind sharing wealthDog, I know about my life, I been around the world thrice timesI mean what I say, from that Panama sun, the French chanzalizeGrind so deep-rooted, I can`t turn awayThe sell base is now, somewhat therapeuticHear what I say, please don`t confuse itMy verses heal, like Curtis Mayfield`s music(Are you a pusher), damn right, I treat ya nose to hook yaAnd only pull back to cook ya, partner(Chorus - Pharrell)Cot` damn, it`s a new dayCot` damn, but the nigga wanted money(Verse 4 - Roscoe P. Coldchain)I been if I die of starvation, things is fucked up as isSo I bangs my cab-bageDo you not know the most affective way of gettin` moneyPull yo gun, ra-pidLee watch you see the situation be correctedYou know happens, why must I be so devilishThey say whatcha do comes back on you two timesI shoulda been died, but I`m still walking around wit two ninesWho wants to be a millionaire, me, and you ain`t got no more life linesYou a snitch nigga fighting crime, go ahead and tell the policeCause every move you makeI`ma throw a slug, and hope you choke bloodNigga on every breath you takeNot to be broke, cause Coldchain fate witnessNaturally spitting from me, hearing the gat, field to the limitHead to the menace, loud niggas talking gibberishGround beef, I deliver it, you cock the mineral shirt, for certainLive in the living room, searching to hurting you(Chorus - Pharrell)Cot` damn, it`s a new dayCot` damn, but the nigga wanted moneyHoooo, hoooo, hooooCot` damn(Skit at end of the track begins)

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