Текст песни D.S.G.B. - Sam Diss
D.S.G.B. - Sam Diss слова песни
Sam: Shut upYeahYeah What sup Sam (x7)Sam: Go To BedYou make a song dissing me becuase I`m Pastor TroyDo You Think I should Get`EM, well uh-huhWe Ready! What! We Ready! What! We Ready! What! We Ready!You make a song dissing me becuase I`m Pastor TroyDo You Think I should Get`EM, well uh-huhWe Ready! What! We Ready! What! We Ready! What! We Ready! What!Ok, ok ok okYou make a song dissing me because I Pastor TroyWanna act like you don`t even know your boyAll that screamin` and hollain`tryin to crank up the clubReppin` Zone 3 nigga they ain`t showing no loveThe best thang Oomp could do was drop youWhat make it so funny Universal is tooWhile you with yo booze snottin` up an ounceI`m droppin 6 figures the owner of da BounceThis nigga actin` like he`s boss, this nigga actin` like he`s soldSam, time to hang it up Hitman you`re getting oldAnd I ain`t talking about your lyrics I`m talking bout your age15 years in da game and still ain`t got paidAnd then you want to throw your Big Oomp chain like a assBecause Baby D da Oomp getting to da cashYou lame boy, its P. TroyFrom ATL to AUG, Ya niggas ain`t seeing meI`m telling ya(chorus)Reppin` Zone 3 nigga, I throw it up (I throw it up)Catch you off of Pittsburgh, and blow you up (blow you up)But what I really hate (hate) is how you losing weight (losing wight)Time to hang it up Sam, give it a breakI got da homeboy say he`ll rock wit yaHow you expect me to split a block with yaSam, stepdaddy can`t save you from thisNext time you be careful who you dissWho is This? Basing for holding up Zone 3Long gold tee ah looking just like meIf I...was old, if I...was broke, if I...got pleasure in smoking dopeThat`s why Kilo kick yo ass at da NineFuckin` wit me goin` get it kick one more timeTalkin` bout where my throwback boysMann them niggas goin` roll wit P.Troy(chorus)Talking to end