Текст песни E-40 - Duckin` & Dodgin`, слова песни E-40

Текст песни E-40 - Duckin` & Dodgin`

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My scrilla` my paper my scratch, my scrilla` my paper my scratchMy hookas my bitches, my batch, my hookas my bitches, my batchMy peppa, my pistols, my straps, my peppa my pistols my strapsMy oozies, my choppas my gats, my oozies my choppas my gatsThe wires the taps the trapsPo-po got me twisted how can us hustlas maintain and relaxWhen these killas out here snitchin` bendin` conas fa cova`Just remember tell my motha` I love her, I love herOn top of that the i the r the s Police station lookin` fo` me got a warrant out fo` my arrest Fo` tax evasion, fake identificationUp under alias number skipped bailNow I`m hidin` from the bounty hunter man I ain`t neva` went to jailAn` told some stuffVallejo didn`t raise no powder puffWhen I see `em I`m blastin` I`m dumpin` make believersMake somebody gon` mind somethin` newspaper readersCan you do me a favor an` ask yo` neighbor Did he blast first an` ask questions laterI betcha they tell ya I did such a wicked ass earthlingWhy did you kidnap that little kid, man I wasn`t gonna hurt him [Chorus] Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out The highs the speeds the chases, the relays the laps the races My stuggle, my hustle, my pain, my purpose, my vision, my aimAfter ditchin` an` dodgin` the rolla I found myself in South DakotaAll by myself grindin` an` runnin` the block hustlin` an` slangin` them rocksPerkin` an` listen to pac switchin` locations an` spotsGreasin` an` cleanin` my glocks Cookin` an` throwin` away potsCoppin` an` orderin` chopsSewin` an` stitchin` up cockScheming an` plottin` my knotsPajamas an` sock home invasion an` kickin` locksJackin` an` robbin` gankin` niggas tyin` `em upAn` makin` `em watch me fuck they botchServin` flour in a droughtI`m in the hot seat anyhow plus I been done struck outAlready it`s heavy I`m hurtin`Two nights ago ran upon the wrong person Pulled out his lead and aimed it fo` my headInstead it hit me in my leg burstin`Who got a band-aid Can`t go see a surgeon cause I ain`t on medicaid or should I say medicalI`m in this pal for quite sometimeNow I been wanted for a little whileSomebody dropped a dime an` I was [phone rings] [Chorus] Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out The highs the speeds the chases, the relays the laps the races My struggle, my hustle, my pain, my purpose, my vision, my aimThe grays the hounds the bussies Surplus camourflage in the middle somewhere in Kentucky Way out of dodge lost a little weight but I used to be chubby niggaStressin` poppin` pillsTakin` more than anti-depressants I got the chillsTryin` to get away from them fuzz and pheasants teachin` lessonsGot mo` scrilla` than I done count blessingsSince I was hills the smithins the slugs the wessonsEngine block gettin` cracked with some of them 355 them 7`sYa get mopped as far as weapons I ain`t neva been no sucka in lifePoked an` m-mate in the stomach wit a number twiceFuckin` around when they brought me down to be exactOn the streets I`m nothin` but up in here I`m under dat act [Chorus] Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out Gotta git it, gotta git gone, git on out Gotta git it. gotta git gone, git on out The highs the speeds thew chases, the relays the laps the races My struggle, my hustle, my pain, my purpose, my vision, my aim

E-40

Duckin` & Dodgin`

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