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Cradle 2 the Grave Soundtrack

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339 3 часа назад

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* send corrections to the typist[Verse 1]Do Sumptin, Do Sumptin, that`s right niggaYou left the burner at home? Let`s fight niggaHold up, stand back, where your man at?You want beef with Comp, you can can thatBack up, back up, clear the hole niggaI can arrange to have your shit swoll niggaI don`t give a flyin fuck, nopeMy iron tucked three inches below the gutI mean, don`t try me, you don`t wanna die manI`m aiming at his head, send bullets through his eye, manLights out, fight`s out, I knock your lights outWe bring the knives, bats, and metal pipes outWe can (we can) do it (do it) rumble (rumble) raw (raw)Hit him in his face, watch him tumble (tumble) fall (raw)Watch him run and make a phone call (call)I look at your crew and say "Fuck all y`all!"[Chorus]He disrespected you, you gotta do sumptin!He waved the tec at you, you better do sumptin!Don`t be a bitch now nigga, do sumptin!Dont` stand and look around nigga, do sumptin!Your man beefin with dude, you better do sumptin!You said hi and shorty got rude, you better do sumptin!Don`t be a bitch now nigga, do sumptin!Don`t stand and look around nigga, do sumptin![Verse 2]You either do nuthin or do sumptinYou in the club with that silver on, bitch you frontinAnd my niggas not havin thatDon`t wear nothin nice, they be grabbin that (give me!)Sometimes in the streets, but really in the clubAnd these types of niggas be really in the clubHigh and drunk, ready to fightBumpin into everybody, steppin on their NikesSo watch out, watch out, they pull glocks outEverybody yellin "Duck down, nigga, watch out!"Guns pop out, hearts pop out, macks slappin at backs make her`s pop outAnd baby (baby), knock (knock), tell `im who to shoot (shoot)Little (little), guns (guns), fit into their boot (boot)But your man is weak and he ain`t used to beefHe got approached now he`s scared to speak[Chorus][Verse 3]Don`t play with me, I ain`t him, I shank himDude better watch his mouthYeah, see the (???) comin out the pouch around my waistBarber shop knife cut around your faceAnd when them guns out, guns out, like a four-fourSome hit the floor-floor or run to the door-doorI hate to see a man hit upEverybody yellin at him like "Bitch get up!"He on the floor with a hole in his got, on his back and his buttLayin lifeless, his eyes be shutGirls get accidentally knocked outEverybody runnin to their cars but they locked outThey lost their keys, they searchin around bushAnd the (????) be hittin the groundSo when you tired of gettin bitched for nothinTry to earn your respect next time, nigga do sumptin[Chorus]

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