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Текст песни Eightball w Bun-B of UGK - Ball And Bun

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[EightBall]Check 1, 2Check 1, 2 baby, yeah, uh1, 2, 1, 2, microphone check, 2somebody better tells these mothafuckers how we wreck foolsDisrespect foolsCheck and snap necks tooChrushin` duosSittin`, waitin` on the next 2Nigga, me and Bun got the extra clips and bullet proofsGone off illegal shit, bustin` out the sunroofsScatterin`, niggaz chatterin`About where they beenWhere they from, why they hate me, and relate me withStereotipical, down South country shitOn the real, we on the hustlin` makin` money shitIt`s EightBizall makin` nigga feel Memphis, TennMakin` hip-hop, funky as a chit-a-linBitter men, mad, thinkin` that they better menKnockin` at the Suave House door, but we won`t let `em inHoes and niggaz, got a lot of shit to talk aboutRunnin` your mouth, can get you dead, deep down SouthChorus: [EightBall]I don`t know where ya been,And I don`t know what ya seenBut I know deep down South,It`s all about the green[Bun]Now, I don`t know what ya seen,And I don`t know where ya beenBut I know deep down South, ya keep your G-U-N[EightBall]I don`t know what you`ve done,And I don`t know what you doBut I know deep down SouthNigga, it`s all on you[Bun]Now, I don`t know what you doAn I know what you`ve doneBut we can`t tell ya `bout nobody else,But Ball and Bun[Bun]I see no evil,Say no evil,Hear no evil,Try not to get in no evilsRaised up on Briz and Biz Bo-wevilsAin`t no sequels for your people when we touch downSouth gon` put that crush downNigga lay your philly, and you`ll touch downTakin` that shit so much clownDon`t even sound real no mo`Your cap`ll get peeled, slo-moFuck you and that steel .44I`m triz, oh hoePay your dumbasses no nevermindFlip flows, so clever shineLike diamond grapes on leather vinesForever I regard itAs the first fool that startedMovin` gassed up niggaz till they fartedHands, black hearted, coldGet retardedLike slingblade, it bring made niggazI played niggazStill wanna see a thing fade niggazI stay niggazThat is the fight, what you believeGive you life room to breatheBut tonights the night for you to leaveAs soon as sleepAin`t got, no tricks up,Your still get mixed upFrom Southern black macksThat stay gettin` they dicked suckedChorus[EightBall]Crooked as the first letter in the word SouthNiggaz who be `bout gettin` paid, even when it`s a droughtFuckin` some stout, smokin` outAt my nigga house98 live, side bet and gettin` screwed outScrewed up, drinkin` my cupGrippin` my nutsHoes be jockin`, but eager niggaz get setupWet up, fucked up, what`s up?Test us, guess what?True but, you just, messed upDeeper, than encyclopedia BritanicaIf Ball don`t do it, then Bun-B gonna handle ya[Bun]To all you Betty Crocker,Cock knockers that wanna cook a cakeBut don`t know what it took to make that bitch,Take a look you fakeAnd switch your recipeNiggaz always takin` tests of me Pressin` me, just to see the stress and hateBring the best of meLeave your mouth open, sesame seedI seperate from stem and weedMe, I go, murderMurder them in deep blood clotThey get all red hot from lead shotsAnd what notMine, I go dead after red dotAnd buckshot,So bitch niggaz get the fuck outLeave suckas stuck, fuck propsThis where the buck stopsChorus[EightBall Talking]Yeah, Euphoric imagesPsycadelic gangsta shitThis is fuckin` groovy manI`ll be back3004

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