Текст песни E-40 f Pastor Troy, Pimp C, Too $hort - Loyalty and Betrayal
E-40 f Pastor Troy, Pimp C, Too $hort - Loyalty and Betrayal слова песни
[E-40 talks over intro]Nigga up in this motherfuckerI mean I been fuckin with this motherfuckin burgundy carpet pimpinWhat about you pimpin, I mean I know you fuckin around with thatpurple bag youknowhatImean? That Crown Royal, oh boy!I mean, we got, we got a whole bunch of player-ass niggazup in this m`uhfucker right here todayWe got that nigga.. E-Feezy, Too $hort, knahmeanPimp C up in this motherfucker, nigga Pastor Troy[Too $hort]Damn fool.. I hits free (free) it ain`t wholesaleJust got through hittin it so well, at a hotelBut don`t tell (don`t tell) I cuss your fuckin ass out bitchFuck yo` drunk-ass and watch you pass out bitch (beitch)And when you wake up, I tell you anythingYou fucked me so good bitch, you deserve a wedding ringI practice what I preach, ridin vogues and findin hoesI told her I`d buy some clothes, but I`d be lyin to hoesI ain`t buyin her shit, bitch I can`t do thatI had to jump in my car, and call you a cabCause I`m out.. you know I`m all about fuckin hella goodTake the rubber off I`m in your mouth comin to a town (beatch)near you, real soon..Infiltratin hoes nigga, we some real fools (real fools)And it`s true, and baby girl knows it tooAsk her shit, she`ll tell you how I do it fool[Chorus]Doin the fool! - Ain`t no love motherfucker we breakin the rulesDoin the fool! - Niggaz like me ain`t got nuttin to loseDoin the fool! - We servin you haters straight off the topDoin the fool! - Just to let you know this shit don`t stop[Pastor Troy]Okay okay up next, oh, it`s the boss, from the home of the BravesDown here chillin with E-40 cause it`s time to get paidC`mon, actin a fool, cause y`all know how I`ma doShe fucked me, Pimp C, and $hort tooI drank no brew, it`s Remi, that special kindDon`t fuck with who? My nigga, you out yo` mindFresh off the grind, my niggaz is the killersActin a fool bout this motherfuckin scrillaNo one no trill`a, but tell them, I`m down mayneGo grab my leather, and get into some gangster shitSo if it`s cool, it`s cool..But just that quick, I act a fool..[Chorus][E-40]But I ain`t never been a suckerI ain`t never been a markI ain`t never been a bustaI ain`t never been a simp, potnah I always had heartPapered up hustlin never `posed to handcuff a beaotch, monPimp to the hoe, protect the trick beaotch, monBe extra mannish (extra mannish) get some skullPurple bag, Crown Royal (Royal) Gotcha beaotch actin mannish, think she spoiled (spoiled)I`ma Camoli all over her body, she used to thatPotnah big 40 had it like thatCadillac (Cadillac) sittin on buttons, 32 valveThe DTS (DTS) half a gallon to the milePlatinum chest (platinum chest) lite brite, love to smileWhat a mess (what a mess) horny fucked me on my deskKitchen tile (kitchen tile) then she swallowed up the restAsk me how (ask me how) a fat ass cum shot on her breastShe said, "It`s been a while since I had sex" (what she say?)She said, "It`s been a while since I had sex" (what she say?)(she said, oooh oooh.. oh boy!) .. c`mon c`mon, okay okay! ..[Chorus] .. c`mon c`mon ..[Pimp C]Comin down in candy car, smokin on some candy barEveryday I`m choppin blades, comin through on old school maidsGot in this game so heavily, just like Frankie BeverlySilly nigga that Southern girlput cocaine up in your worldCause I`m a young ass nigga on the slabComin through in a whippin Nav`I used to be out on the aveBut now all my keys got the Midas stampChange my name to Sweet CharlesSmell like sixty-four dollar cologneComin down in burgundy Broughamand I keep a chip off in my phoneSweet Charles, bitch! Hold upSmoke somethin.. .. c`mon c`mon ..