Текст песни Juvenile, Lil Wayne, Big Tymers - Original Kings of Comedy (Soundtrack)
Juvenile, Lil Wayne, Big Tymers - Original Kings of Comedy (Soundtrack) слова песни
[Juvenile]Put a limit to tha bullshit and give me some spaceNigga recognize tha G in me when I`m tha placeI`ll get mad and deliberately spit in yo face I ain`t no pretty boy nigga I`m a felony caseMy daddy was slangin iron back in `78 Is you listenin to it nigga I`m I settin you straight Tha next one of you niggas that come at me sidewaysWe`ll be entertained wit 4 or 5 K`sProbably might get killed in 4 or 5 ways Probably won`t be found fo bout 4 or 5 daysLil Wheezy in tha pen fo bout 4 or 5 daysLook he ain`t in tha hood fo bout 4 or 5 daysBetter not tell me shit when I`m upsetCause I`ll catch a flashback and all of y`all would get wetAround tha way they call me Slap and PopCause I`ll slap a clip up in mac and let it pop[Baby]Look nigga if you pull that bitch, you betta shoot that bitchReppin fo them hoes that get their wigs split quickIf you abusin that shit, you probably shootin that shit I`m Mr. Bling Bling nigga fuck that shitYou could find me in my Rover gettin head from a bitch You could catch me on tha block breakin bread wit tha click You could find me in tha lot buyin a matchin sixLorenzo kit wit buttons on that bitchI hit a pawn shop and buy a gat for tha clickNigga ask tha Ruff Ryders if you real wit it slick I took them to tha mansion that`s paid out slick Wit them Hummers, Bentleys and Jags and this bitchI`m tha numba one wodie I don`t talk no shitLook at all this ice and how I`m poppin this shitNigga grease me up or I`ll stick you upNigga put yo hands up befo I fuck you up[Lil Wayne] (Hook Repeat 2x)Now What`s up wit datCause you know us don`t playWe bust tha gatIt got ice all over wit dubs to matchYou catch us on yo block late dressed up in blackNow What`s Up wit dat[Mannie Fresh]It`s like ruff, rugged, raw Fuckin on tha interstate in a brand new carFo my niggas I`m ruff, rugged, wildStrawberry kool-aid mixed wit CristalW-W-W dot fresh dot com You deal wit me Lil Daddy I guarantee That am......gone put yo ass on front of a white TXXL choker neck playboy or V[Lil Wayne]Now I be creepin through tha back wit tha chrome plate inSimmy auto, Tec let`s get on babyNow have they seen me in a seat Mer-cedes Wit yo wife in a car wit yo babies I`m a hot fire boy and I`m gonna let em burnStraight from tha 17th point of no return And I scerm thru traffic in a Porsche on factories Hennessy in back of meNow I`m feelin accurate Ice blingin hard suddently the light captured itDon`t try me or yo moms die from a freak accidentOH NO! could it stop but I got this big ol` 4-4 (gun sound) pop And I`m gonna chopped this whole ki into a lotta lumpsNext time you see me I`ll have money like Donald TrumpI`m off tha heezy it could be nite, day i`m still creepinIn a light grey Lamborghini it`s Lil Wheezy