Текст песни Ludacris - Catch Up, слова песни Ludacris

Текст песни Ludacris - Catch Up

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(Chorus)All this drinking gon catch upAnd all this smoking gon catch upBut some niggaz just really don`t give a fuckBut some niggaz just relly don`t give a fuckAnd all this drinking gon catch upAnd all this smoking gon catch upBut some bitches just really don`t give a fuckBut some bitches just really don`t give a fuck(Ludacris)Now let me be quite FrankCause I`m that crazy nigga LudaAlways got a drinkAnd I`m steady smoking buddahI do theEvil that`ll bend you when I get youI`mma sit you downThen take it to the mental and essential and clownEvery chance I getBitch I`m hitNot by no bullet or no pellet But the smoke from the can a beer shitI might just be too highThen I put my middle finger up when I`m ridin` byAnd say hi to plenty liquors and I know it`s a sinAnd if ya tell me stop drinking I`ll just do it againSo when I get old I`mma rock, roll, shake, and shiverWith some blacked out lungs and a fucked up liverChorus(Infamous 2-0)Ey yo I do this for bluntheads and whinos Steward Ave. HomesNiggaz from G-Ro committed to slanging bloDoublin` dough 24-7Fuck po-po`s I`m blowin` dro out the Ac LegendRunnin wit 2 strike felonsAnd I pack 4-4`s like Hank AaronThen`ll smoke a LBust shellsAnd dare ya to tellWalk up in the clubPretty thugFucked up off head shotsSippin` Courvousier watchin` hoes drop it like it`shotShaking tits and twatsPlacing big face 20`s and cockLoading clips and glocksKnowing we got the haters hotThe ballin` don`t stopJust drop more G`s on drink and drugsLive it up young nigga cause it`s gon` catch upChorus(F.A.T.E.)Now wit the help of Hen and CokeI grab my pen and pad and wroteSomething that I knew was dopeAnd represent for my kinfolkPimp a hoe until she brokeWit mo lines than chopped cokeEy yo it`s 2-0 I`m Eastside`s KingBut I`m a writer with a twist of AmarettaMy shit even come out betterGrab a blunt put it togetherWhat a nigga really needRun up in the club and blow a motherfucker til hebleedCould it be an Icehouse put his lights outOr the club get closed outIf it`s hoes out I show outCall Tyheed get Dro`d outThere`s no doubt I love my lifeLove the lightLove to writeLove the micSo take a dragGrab a bag and match upHennessey and bad weedBelieve me it catch upChorus(F.A.T.E.)Git it rightLudacris, F.A.T.E. Fullster, Infamous 2-0, ATLWe are the dirty south`s dirtiest. Disturbing the peace.(White guy)Hey bring on the bitches!!

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Catch Up

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