Текст песни Magic f Snoop Dogg, Fiend - Sky`s the Limit
Magic f Snoop Dogg, Fiend - Sky`s the Limit слова песни
[Snoop Dogg]Yo, Fiend, Magic, check this out.This Snoop Dogg.I got a problem with this nigga down south, ya know what I`m sayin?Round yall way.So uh, get my back and handle that for me ya know what I`m sayin?TRU drama.[Fiend]It`s Mr. Womp WompGrenades and pistols in the trunk trunkWatch whatcha, whatcha want, cause I can bring the funk funkBack with a hump, from pools of this skunk bluntTwo things I smoke away, that`s why many murders in oneWhen I left em like clothes, retaliation was mineCause Fiend was keepin his strap on him at all timesI was designed to carry higher caliburs then ninesTossin brain cells away, that cut is all in the mindNow I`m a bad motherfucker, been through the baddest of tragicBehind Snoop and Magic, it could happen right in trafficI`m a No Limit battler, the one that`s here to hurt yaAnd when you know when I came, and drama came, his name was murder[Snoop Dogg]ChorusNever caught slippin, keep my heat on the dash(When drama came then came murder)Never caught slippin, keep my heat on the dash(When drama came, drama came, then came murder) x2[Snoop Dogg]Ridin through the backwoods, late night creepinLookin for a gimp, stuntin like a pimpI stopped by the Waffle House to get some grits and toastMan a nigga sure do miss the west coastFolks I never had drama that my mama didn`t prepare me forBut this one time couldn`t nobody save me locShit got thick, I`m with this bitch, say she down with the clicqueAnd all I want to do was get my dick lickedRule number one, keep the heater close byI can`t believe that bitch would set me up, she was so flyWhy do bitches set niggas up, huh broWhy niggas don`t give a fuckI wear the mud among Fiend and Magic, it`s tragic how it went downTRU tank dogs on a mission with the Dogg PoundLayin niggas down, fool how that soundDown south, hustlin for cashNever slippin, keep my heater on the dash[Snoop Dogg]Chorus x2[Magic]When drama came I`m movin so fast that you niggas never saw me cominI wear a fortyfive glock up around my waist and all the pussy motherfuckers start runninI`m from the lower nine nigga, see me blast, so don`t let me see a motherfucker blinkI don`t want your bank, I don`t want your ride, everybody in this bitch goin stankI`m on a mission for my niggas who told me that all you niggas had somethin to saySo I`m goin blast at you bastards and I`ll be on my waySee I`m a rapper but I`m still a thug, it`s in my blood, ain`t nothin changeIf you niggas test my patience and I will release painWhen drama came, then came murderWhen drama came, when drama came, then came murderWhen drama came, then came murderWhen drama came, when drama came, then came murderWhen Magic came, Magic came, then came murderWhen Fiend came, Fiend came, then came murderWhen Snoop came, Snoop came, then came murderWhen they all came, Tank Dogs, then cause murderWhen drama came, then came murderWhen drama came, when drama came, then came murder