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Lil Wayne

Gossip (50 Cent Diss)

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Текст песни Lil Wayne - Gossip (50 Cent Diss)

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Текст песни Lil Wayne - Gossip (50 Cent Diss)




[Deluxe Edition][Talking:]I hate gossipAnd I don't walk around lookin for it, you know?But, yesterday It Seemed to just wander around till it found me you know likeThe gossip found meThen why don't you just prove it.( )How? You don't know how to prove it?Well, what you just do is...Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop, stop... (Ooo)[Lil Wayne:]Stop... hatin on a niggaThat is a weak emotionThe lady of a niggaAnd you could get tippedLike ya waitin on a niggaPut a body bag and an apron on tha nigga...I give my all behind the mic,But you could never see, if you sit behind the lightYou don't have to pick me... to win the title fightBut I'm gone wear that championship belt soo tightAnd if I'm wrong, there is no rightAnd if I'm wrong, there is Snow White...I'm tryna be polite, but you bitches in my hair like the fuckin PO-LICE, andMy flow is rare, these other rappers nice,These other rappers bark,Some of em' even biteBut I'm much more brightI give the game sightSo before you dim the light you just might... might... wanna[Talking:]Think it over (think it over) OoThink it over (think it over) Baby... get em[Lil Wayne: ]Stop... analyzin' critacizin',You should realize what I am and start epidamizin'Lagenament, got the heart of the biggest lionConfident like fuck em all pull out my dick and ride itMy flow sick, so sick, it's like my shit is dyin'It rains a lot in my city, cause my citys cryin'Cause my citys dyin'But I emerge from all of that, I am a living pion eer near zion,Fear god not them,Steer my Robin Coupe through the streets of the boot...And soo woop, and then I leave a tub in the booth, I leave a bloodbath,Sorry that's a tub in the booth, now where the drugs at?Like the strings on the shoeNah nigga fuck thatI'm twisted like the string on a boot, where New Orleans at?I feel hip hop stole me like a bus passSo in your possession, I must ask...[Talking:]Hey, haven't I been good to you? (Think it over)Tell me, haven't I been sweet to you?[Lil Wayne:]Drag my name through the mudI come out cleanCast away stonesI won't even blinkA gun is not a math problem,I won't even thinkJust leave you dead like the mink under my sinkDon't believe in meDon't believe meI graduated from hungry,And made it to greedyMy flow is like pastaTake it and eat itBut I'm gone need cheese if I'm bakin' the zitiYou niggas want beef,I want a steak and uh we be,Lost in Amsterdam or Jamaica, where weed be,Hard body nigga, just takin it easy,All about my paper, bout my paper like EZ,Wider wrappers, why do rappers, lie to fans, lie to rappers,Lotta rappers, lie like actors, cut tha motherfuckin cameresCut the check... fuck ya propsI Am hip hopAnd I ain't dead I'm alive [pulse]




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