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Текст песни Ghetto Mafia - In the Paint

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(Verse 1: Wicked)Pick up trucksBig yayMac 11sThrust out hoop Bad hoes357sI heard the word Powder head50 gramsI`m in the cradle slangin` Billows and cocaineI fit the lamerI admire yaScrub you to death like myPit bull terrierSee I got something for all y`all Wanna be stalionsIt`s the magazinesBlack stallionsEvery numbryEvery punkHave you ever seen insideOf a Regal trunk? My life is worse than any hand in pokerCome on and pull me bitchI ain`t no jokerI ain`t that nigga that rapBut don`t want nothin`Saying he never had nothin`So he don`t need nothin`Watch him blow holes to his salary his whole roundPop a clownAnd leave him dead in this dope townAnd after thatBeat his head with a pipeKill for the hypeKill for my strikeI ain`t Jamaican but IGet a pussy oil (?)Left him coldTake his soul(chorus)We in the notherfuckin paintYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,My nigga Nino in the paintBig D, he in the paintI`m in the paint...(Verse 2: Wicked)Met a pair of the dankKeep seeing myself In the bankYeah i oughta` get a full-timeAnd do the right thingI got a full-timeSlangin` cocaineMy brain`s fucked up off them Sniper nuggetsLate nights fuckin`And wicked(!) book itSee a bumper in the hood Won`t be fadedman it`s fucked`Cause I made itSee killin`s what we do In the decSee killin is normal For respectI gotta grind down to the localSee some work that I got From my uncleSee my whole familyWe in the paintYou wanna trap in my hoodBut you can`tPick up trucksMac 11sPlushed out hoops357sQuick to bust youWith this black stallionAnd falling victim to a triggerOf a little stallion`Cause them young boysBe weedin` and dustin`Instead the copsAre being bustedThey call this schoolsGot them filled with greed But a bitch don`t know meI`m hard to readWhen a bitch don`t know meI squeeze with speedWhen a bitch don`t know meI fool the breeze (?)(chorus)(3rd Verse: Nino)I lifted two `keysBut both of them were fakeFuck Nino couldn`t tellEven if he checkedHop in the hooptieHeaded to AugustaLookin` for my manThe perfect bustaCheck his doughI got 36 for 2Send some real work Back to my crewBack down the wayI heard them niggas want game backCatch you like a scarI`m gonna crack your head with a car jackSee he forced that judgementI know you want it slowerHeard about two killings I did in ColordoPicked up bad habitsWhen I was youngerMy pops always told meGet a fool`s drama (?) But I`d never thought He`d take this shit this farKilled a motherfucker outside a sports barI ain`t even flinchedHe hit the roadI shot him againThen took his goldYou know my WickedHe saw the whole thingI told you before357sPick up trucksBig yayMac 11s(chorus)

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