Текст песни Daz Dillinger and JT the Bigga Figga f Y - Game 4 Sale, слова песни Daz Dillinger and JT the Bigga Figga f Y

Текст песни Daz Dillinger and JT the Bigga Figga f Y - Game 4 Sale

Daz Dillinger and JT the Bigga Figga f Y - Game 4 Sale слова песни

Niggas got game for sale, niggas got game for saleNobody knowsNiggas got game for sale, niggas got game for saleShit nobody knows, knows, knowsNiggas got game for sale, niggas got game for saleSee nobody knowsNiggas got game for sale, niggas got game for saleWe got game for sale[Verse 1]How I do it, I put this spunk right into itAct like I never knew ya, blast and run right through yaBust ya in the head with somethingBet ya my nigga we ain`t playin`Break the safe and start payin`I got whatever ya need, big facesFor dollars I`m chasin` if I want it I take itAin`t no mystery or no myth when I`m takin` ya shitAnd you`ll be history just dead in a ditchYoung Daz the assassin I hold it down for my crownHuh, I lay it down for the whole Dogg PoundHow that sound, a nigga playin` me outYa get pound with no doubt we bustin` ya mouthYoung nigga[Hook]All I wanna do is put my hands on some doughReach in my pocket and everybody on the floorSee around my neighborhood nobody knowsWhat niggas might do to put they hands on some doughAll I wanna do is put my hands on some doughReach in my pocket and everybody on the floorSee around my neighborhood nobody knowsWhat niggas might do to put they hands on some doughNiggas got game for sale, niggas got game for saleSee nobody knowsNiggas got game for sale, niggas got game for saleSee nobody knowsNiggas got game for sale, niggas got game for saleNobody knowsNiggas got game for sale, niggas got game for salePeep game[Verse 2]On a street train pushin` my thoughts, we got hustleFor the right price hittin` the lab we got bucklesTech notes, look at me slow with face won`tProject game travel to cityWe take over ya mind frameDo some things ya can`t didWe made men, complete with cash ya can`t spendMind balls, but not that mind ya used toThe new crew, hard knock life we too coolWe made that, we call strikes from way backAnd take that, cell phone calls they can`t trackFace slaps, see this shit from roof topsWhen the drought here, can`t outrun the two copsThe foot work spot and move we cop them duesKeep the big face in they socks and shoesRaised by old timers and laced with old gameBait and switch partner and take the whole thing[Hook][Verse 3]Hey yo, hey yoAll I wanna do is put my hands on some BenjisDrink Remy Martin until it`s emptySlap twenty-twos on the BentleyIt`s niggas like you who been tryin` for centuriesWe`ll still touch em` like Ren and StimpyThe train still rockin` big body Benzy in a frenzyPocket full of stones like Pimp C on ya ten speedDon`t tempt me, niggas layed up with the semi for ten G`sI`m simply rock for the block and penitentiariesIt`s red dream shit and "Thug Lord" shitTake them niggas to park quick, make em` forfeitThis the ayatollah, the number one spot holderGlad ya glock sewed up, take the rap and it`s overTold ya I`m the tightest motherfucker upon em`Dustin` em` all and fuck y`all niggas suck ballsAnd I buck y`all with my niggas Ball and Daz dillyFingerprint the mac milli and slap his ass silly[Verse 4]I was a ho wet dream, a broke bitch nightmareServe her game before we start the affairMac usually never bless no squaresSuckers say yo prayers and have mine when I get therePlus I use a M-5 for you to get yo liveMr. Jesus ho gave yo about lootNiggas bossin` for that chastity and game tooCops dis and out front y`all fewThat`s out, so every motherfuckin` sentence countI shook the game butt naked and made it work my routeMake my name taste like a glock nine in ya mouthMake a name, hang out with Roger Trout boss game, 535 stashIndependent and Mac owned, I leave the sahde trees aloneMan I`m about to have this shit sewnDillinger and Yuk and nigga now I`m threeCut up and smash on they ass with no apology[Verse 5]I got heat for you niggas, speed for you niggasThought I couldn`t come with official gameIt ain`t for play, I ain`t playin`Take the dollar squad nameI split duck and hit toke and take this to the brainFool I do the damn thing, I bust so tremendousSo what`s at stake for those that fake and hateOld niggas have to deal with littleFollowin` fetti trails I head to the ghettoDoin` dirt in the gritty ghettoIt`s young T-Bone stackin` PI bet a grand, standin` next to me is Samuel C.I`m Everclear a hundred proof and I`m hard to drinkMy Ph is like ya throwin` a caseThis game is for saleNiggas got game for sale, niggas got game for saleNobody knowsNiggas got game for sale, niggas got game for saleShit nobody knows, knows, knowsNiggas got game for sale, niggas got game for saleSee nobody knowsNiggas got game for sale, niggas got game for saleWe got game for sale

Другие песни Daz Dillinger and JT the Bigga Figga f Y:

Daz Dillinger and JT the Bigga Figga f Y - Game 4 Sale
прямо сейчас 216,00 (не задано)

Daz Dillinger and JT the Bigga Figga f Y - Game for Sale
14 дня назад 216,00 (не задано)

Daz Dillinger and JT the Bigga Figga f Y

Game 4 Sale

Текст песни Daz Dillinger and JT the Bigga Figga f Y - Game 4 Sale

Другие песни Daz Dillinger and JT the Bigga Figga f Y:

Похожие артисты: