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Текст песни Jadakiss f Eightball, Fiend, Yung Wun - Kiss Tha Game Goodbye

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[Fiend] WHOMP! WHOMP![Chorus: Fiend]What you ride for? What you die for? BOUNCE!I got some bitches that`ll ride for me, die for me (WHOMP!)What you ride for? What you die for? BOUNCE!I got some bitches that`ll ride for me, die for me (WHOMP! WHOMP!)[Fiend]Cornbread by the ki, the language when you call on a GPrices cut (?) when you ballin on meSleepy I`ll fuck all over your jones, holla at my cousin for zonesHe don`t communicate with Fiend unless you`re buildin a homeHustler kill on his momma, before he short meShoot him in his heart then go take it to heart, see gon` mob me(?)Ghetto red hot, seventeen ward blockYes I issue more shit for you to cop, then store it by the docksHide the fun if you can`t afford copsSo ain`t no tellin where your boy rotsI employ Rotts that be wildin off the rocksSpeak in fives - like gimme what you gotAnd still pop a nigga ass from the rooftopAnd still catch the `Kiss performance later with The L.O.X.We real raw - my dog collar signin with the R and RFuck with me you blow up with your car, (?)[Yung Wun]How come I don`t stop in thisYou wanna ride get in and get gone, gotta get my thug onYou wanna war? Okay.. alright.. bring it onTouch me, you ashes (boy) I`ma leave you gaseous (uh-huh)I`m a ghetto bastard if I want it let me have it (woo!)You play the game raw, I make a fuckin mess (BLAOW!)You play thug in the streets I`m wavin at your chest (nigga)You heard about me boy, you don`t want no dramaI make it hard for you to breathe in the streetswhile finessin your baby momma - get your mind right shawtywhile you poppin that X, I`ma pop yo` chestAnd leave you dead in the party like soakin wetThat`s what happens when you flexIn the A-T-L shawty don`t be caught in the hypeI make two phone calls from a pay phone and there go your life[Chorus] - 2X[Eightball]YeahI, lock shit like a, big pimp niggaEight mackin with no, fake shit niggaCoast to coast tossin hoes with my clique niggaStick my clip in, and do a hit for `Kiss niggaDirty money - the only way for this niggaHustle after hustle - tryin to be a rich niggaIf I get caught up, I`ll never be a snitch niggaWe pimpin hard charge it all to a bitch niggaUnder my denim is a big fo`-fifth niggaFuckin with me is like, jumpin off a cliff niggaAnd I don`t practice I was born with this gift niggaPure pimpin from my brain to my lips niggaSticky green takes my mind on a trip niggaIn A-T-L I get my Gucci down at Phipps niggaWe call `em slabs in New York they call `em whips niggaOne hundred baby - Eightball gotta dip nigga[Jadakiss]Uh, uh, uh-uh-uhUh, uh - yo when I`m loadin the clips, niggaz I hate, face be on `emThat`s why I stopped coppin the guns with safeties on `emWhen I touch down, call me up, I`m on the porchwith the mac, servin niggaz "Eightballs" and upYou wanna know why niggaz is broke, because they hate moneyThe rims that I`m sittin on is in they late twentiesBitches wanna see me holla at `em, throw a dollar at `em andif they hustle throw some hard or some powder at `emThis is for my South niggazGold and platinum ice in they mouth niggazLET`S RIDE OUT NIGGAZEverybody gon` follow the bitchesuntil they realize, bullets gon` follow the stitchesOn the other hand, shit is real low, it`s a fact thatnine out of ten niggaz mouths get `em killed thoughWhat you ride for? What you die for?Cause I got some niggaz and some bitches that`s my word that I kill for[Chorus] - 2X

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