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Текст песни DJ KaySlay f Memphis Bleek, Sauce Money, - Hands on the Pump

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[Intro: DJ KaySlay]Yeah it`s DJ KaySlay the Drama KingI`m in the house with my nigga Sauce MoneyMemphis Bleek, holdin it down from the East coastAnd from the West, I got my nigga GameAll you bitch-ass niggaz, y`all better fall the fuck backY`all know how this shit is about to go downYo homie, what`s your name?[Sauce Money]My name is Money, that much is trueListen up, this what I`m gon` doI won`t wait for you to get a lil` biggerI hit you with the tec-9, lil` niggaLook at him - red as a muh`fuckerHah! Dead as a muh`fuckerUnassisted - aiyyo you shouldabeen there Bleek, too late, you missed itCock back my biscuitLike a fat chick and chocolate, I can`t resist itDidn`t believe you, so for your big ol` egoI got a big ol` EagleGotta give the peoplenot a fuckin chance to see you inside the sequelSon I stay stuck in rudeSo when they see me comin they like, "Damn, here come this fuckin dude!"You know`m sayin Memph`?Brooklyn what`s up?Got to take this shit backLet`s hit `em with the hook son[Chorus: Memphis Bleek]Sawed-off shotgun, hand on the pumpSippin that Arme`, puffin on a bluntAll I know is my shit better bumpLa la la la la-la la lahhhh[Memphis Bleek]What, yo yo.You know Bleek always smokin that "La La La" - you rightGroupies they be actin too crazy, tell `em they too hypeThey want leave with a G like Eas`Educated the bullshit, got a degree in these streetsBut - I dare a nigga act all crazyThe tec`ll tear his back all crazyAnd you know I stay bent off the Arme`Regardless if solo or I`m deep with my amryI rep - straight from the jacked M-PIf I put the tec up I gotta tote the D.EBut wait! You know I`m ridin with SauceAnd we ridin this song from out the Robb ReportDawg, I`m from the street, from the best I`m taughtI`ll get your man tied and lost, fuck the costGot a couple of my killers who stand byAnd I`m G-Force stat` nigga, never fly stand-byUhh, jeah, you knowPut this shit right back in the street, huh?Brooklyn shit, SauceLet`s bring the hook back, here we go yo[Chorus][The Game]Dip through N-Y, black Impala, matchin interiorCali plates, I`m that seriousNiggaz think the kid a joke`til that .38-revolver spin like hundred spokesHomie I bring the drama (drama)Sleep on The Game and get left in wooden pajamasNigga I ain`t easy sonBut I break up rock/Roc like DipSet and M-Easy sonI`m a B-L-double-O-DHardest nigga since S-N-double-O-PAnd all this beef got blood in my eyeAftermath motherfucker, you could love it or dieKeep Dre name out your mouth boyOr get your +Bones Crushed+ like them Dirty South boysI`m a "Menace," fuck Kane and O-DogSince I was ten I had `caine and O`s, dawgI ain`t lyin (I ain`t lyin)They gave Eazy AIDS, so why should I give a FUCK about dyin?And the day Jay retireI`ma park next to the throne, in a Maybach on gold wires, yeah[Chorus][Outro: DJ KaySlay]Yeah you bitch-ass motherfuckers"Hands on the Pump"Fuck around, find yo` ass slumpOne hitta quitta, yes {*gunshots*}

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