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Текст песни Lost Boyz f LG, QB - 5 A.M.

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Chorus: QBIt`s be them real life ghetto shitBe couple grounds, listen close while niggas run it downGames not to be played, `99 straight chips, hot chicksWe got no time for these dicks(Push the hot whips)Burn trees, drink hennecyWhen I die you`ll remember meSo when I`ll die you`ll remember meThis be some real life ghetto shit[LG]Niggas thinkin shit is sweetBut I aint with too much talkin, I`mma let my heat speakAnd don`t get caught asleep with some with a freakCuz the chicks I deal with give me everything cheap, chief[Mr. Cheeks]I hear them talkin, we push the whips and still walkinYo this nigga done, cousin stick a fork in himTry to warn him, my little brother and they team theyhad to run up on himA new asshole, they chon him[LG]These chicks opened up they cheeks, deep note they meatWhatever, they play for keeps just to keep some fresh feetThe streets, we from the streets, we gotta hold heatNo matter where we go, never know if we got beef[Mr. Cheeks]Aiyo, niggas on the streets, nobody speaksBut when it`s showtime, they on line, che che che cheListen, nigga play your positionYou was glisten, when a nigga like me had no pot to piss in[LG]Yo I feel you god, this rap life shit is really hardI spent my money at the bar, but I still be largeCharge cards, your garage for my truckMy cellys off the nuts, yo Cheeks wake the fuck up![Mr. Cheeks]Yo fuck the dumb shit, we spit official slum shitYo what the fuck, is that the best a nigga come withI love the night life, a gift to soak my right rhymesI got a pint of henny backwards and a light dime[LG]And I know that it hurts Cheeks, I love my niggasSo my niggas come first Cheeks, you feel me son?Fuck the trips, fuck the whips and exotic womenLet`s stack the dough so we can see ya niggas out of prisonWe miss `emChorus[Mr. Cheeks]Aiyo these niggas wanna outline usWhat`s the deal god, they hard to find usBe prepared to feel my nine bustTook my brother from me, aiyo you know how deep the slum beBut youse afraid to even come see[LG]Ghetto and grimy, with chicks with TimbsThe streets are dims, the heats on hitsThe freak are pimps, the hood livinWhere bummy niggas gotta lie to doughI`m not a pimp, but I still gotta buy them hoes[Mr. Cheeks]Take a cold heart jeans, surrounded by the crack heads and dope fiendsThe type of no hope seems, life stays in the mixRather be judged by twelve, then carried by sixI need the fix[LG]Chicks so intimited, cause I`m not innovativeHey yo, they mad cuz I made it, I`m glad that they hate itBlow them away, coin toss, throw her awayPut your clothes on trick, nobody told you to stay, bitch!Chorus[Mr. Cheeks]My hot outta stay dripsLead the hot outta stay chicksThe shorty named toots push the sixLove to shake her shimmy, seen her one night, me and BimmyAiyo some more she wanna give me?[LG]And you can catch me in the city spinnin5 A.M., window crack with my teeth grinninWith the sight, straight livinWhile I`m lookin at these pretty womenCrossin the light, they lookin at meLike this niggas winnin, I know they hate meChorus

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