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Текст песни Haystak - Reckon

Haystak - Reckon слова песни

Soooooooouth Siiiiiiide! yeah yeahStack Mack all my people that stayed down, one loveThose who didn`t (Ha Ha)[Verse 1]I reckon I`m country like biscuits and gravyBalling just picture me babyYou and me hit you so crazyYou gonna be pushing them daisesWe gonna be pushing Mercedes, Cadiallacs, EscaladesWhile you hustling on the block We fishing in the EvergladesReckon I run up in this liquor store Pick up a fifth of that CrownWe were puffing on that herb When y`all break it down and frownWay before you had a CD the hottest thing in townThey used to call me JD out South slinging poundHad to hit it then quit it, get in and get outLay low when you see some shit in the southHate on me get hit in your mouth- whaa powSo mean I`ll eat glass, wash it down with gasHaving money means nothing, I`ll wipe my ass with cash[Chrous]I reckon we fully prepairedReckon you oughta be scaredReckon we out of controlThinking bout platinum and goldReckon we came a long way, too far to turn back nowReckon you bitches gonna learn You can`t keep Haystak downI reckon we fully prepaired Reckon you oughta be scaredReckon we out of controlThinking bout platinum and goldReckon we came a long way, too far to turn back nowReckon you bitches gonna learn[Verse 2]I reckon I`m southern like fried chickenI`ll be here till I leave yoColisseums and Cathedrals from L.A. to the east coastMy people(echo) country as collard greensMoney hungry dope fiendsGo get that cheese by any meansEven if it means- we got to ride like Matt DillonHaystak Mac Millon, thats Mr. Mac MillonI came up with cash villiansRiding right, sack dealinWe be in the back chillin (in the back, in the back)In the back of the clubIn the back of the limoNothing changed but the day,the date on myPresidentialI came hard on my firstI came hard on my secondI come hard on my thirdDo you reckon? I reckon[Chrous][Verse 3]I reckon we sliiiide like sports carsDoing 130 when they clock us on the radar (car sfx)Cops pull us over looking for rocksOnly seen us for a second, heard ud coming for blocksYou reckon you ain`t gonna find nothing but cold cashWhy don`t you gone write some tickets with yo old assI`m talking bad to security up in the clubYou get out of line, my clique a fuck you upThey told me cowards won`t dig itThey told me haters ain`t liking itI told them that ain`t whats on my Mind when I`m writing itIf my people had got popped and never did foldKnowing they been took care of it Soon as they got parole(echo)[Chrous](DJ scratches then cold end)

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