Текст песни Kurupt - Play My Cards, слова песни Kurupt

Текст песни Kurupt - Play My Cards

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(To) (to) (to) (To the tic) (To the tic-tic) --> Slick RickYeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeahKurupt Young GottiHell yeahRaw DawgYou knowYou know meRaw Dawg AssassinComin atcha, babyCat, kick it inKick it in[ VERSE 1 ]Pull up...Soon as I park shit sparksSpit fire, gangbang affiliation, retalitationSpit sparks till shit`s dark foreverWhat`s up, homieWhy you walkin up on me?Postin up in the shadeWe can draw or get paidYou ain`t movin not a thing, homeboyClick em with automatics and automatic toysBounce, rock, rollerskatinDippin down the streets on platinum Daytons(Yo, what up?)I`m just a geeOh yeah, that`s meDon`t forget itAct like you knew it `fore I set itI put the needle on top of the waxBefore I turn aroundAnd burn everything to the groundI seen it cominA fool over to the right gunninThe homies whistledWe all draw pistols[ CHORUS ] Gotta stay in charge Gotta play my cards On the grind all day, babe Oh, gots to get paid[ VERSE 2 ]You got a stash to hid, you got some hash to hit?Cash to get, glocks to pop and shit(What you talkin bout?) Everybody`s got questions and shit(Hey yo, what`s up with...?) Muthafuckas questionin shit(Shut the fuck up, homie) Worryin bout me and my wife(My wife) All I wanna do is live my life(That`s all) Raise up off me, homie(Yeah) Ease back softly, homie(Check it out) I`m a gee from the D.P.G.And no matter what you say, you can`t fuck with meHey loco, I see you wanna loc outCoastin, movin in locomotionIn the cut dippin, the homeboys trippinSpittin, waitin for a shot to get calledThe homie spit a plot to usThen passed the 16-shots to usUh-u-uhUh-u-uhUh-u-uh[ VERSE 3 ]I got scams for hundreds of grammsMe and my man, me and my pistol, a planFor about aWhole ki load of some powderStashin, dippin, dashin, smashin, tryin to cash in>From the front to the back, and packinPull the strap and start clappinI`m about to move a little somethinA little sumptin-sumpinFor the homie, pack the pump and get to dumpinHit the liquor store, I wanna get paidA fifth of Hen, then back to the shadeWhat you got, smoke, loc, let`s blaze upLet me get a toke, loc, and let`s raise upPunks stop and get popped when funk popI`m worldwide while you thinkin: either he is or he`s notInternational like [???]You can feel meIn the real way[ CHORUS ]Bitches, get your ride on, onKurupt Young GottiRaw DawgJust get your ride onJust get your ride on, homieMy nigga BattlecatHa-haJust get your ride on, homie(To the tic-ticAnd you don`t quitHit it)This is for the ridersRidersThe ridersHustlersHustlersThe hustlersThis is the one, baby!(Tic-toc)(Ya) (ya) (ya don`t)(Ya) (ya) (ya) (ya don`t stop) (stop) (stop)Bitch

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Play My Cards

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