Текст песни McGruff - Stop It
McGruff - Stop It слова песни
"Yeah, this one of them joints right here....feel this...."I got the World in my World in my clutchesgettin` smoked, twirlin` dutchesJingle everywhere I go, girls wanna fuck thisfly guy, I`m`a die high smokin` my lyebe on the low, can`t find me, why try?ends I`m holdin` `emchumps with no dough? heads I`m rollin` `emsportin` Cartier glass frames with the gold in `emwhat, done it, cop the Benz Six Hundredif I ain`t gettin` blunted I`m probably in some chicks stomachlustin`, ya`ll ain`t my girl, we only fuckin`out two lifestyles on `cause one joint be bustin`shootin` thug sperm, what the deal boogive you little welts and rug burns plus a meal too.Chorus - Hey yo, stop it, if ya`ll think ya`ll gon` make a profit, take ya eyesoff my pocket, all I wanna do is knock it, I got a wife just keep it inthe closet, late night you might see me creepin` through your projects.(Repeat)Verse 2:How you livin`? plenty Limos mansion, Twenty windowsMenage Trois nymphos, smokin` cigars with indomega large`n far from some crab nigga starvin`get money plus be robbin`, push cars thats foreigncrisp gear on, rapid flip Heronyo, to Hell with some Beer, me and my crew share DonI be icey, known for hittin` chicks like ya Wifeynow you don`t like me, playa hatin` nigga bite meyou gabless, I`m established, livin` lavishuntil I perish me and my crew gon` get cabbageand thats that, publishin` from ASCAPmy ass rap, but FEDS still flash that.Chorus 2XVerse 3:In the N.Y. electric chair, here Men frynew kids flippin` pies, fuedin` with different guysI`m on the rise, low key, baggy Karl Kani`sflexin` on the celly, skully over my eyesstreet wise, got ties to crime thats organizednever took no shorts so you oughta recognizetote tecks, sport a icey Rolexpicture Gruff spendin` one night with no sexshit, all these dames know Gruff got breadbe puffin` mad lye, I stay bloodshot redlike a Maxi, I ain`t got no paper so don`t ask mebitch caught the vapors said I raped her, tried to tax mestop it, if ya`ll think ya`ll gon` make a profitkeep ya eyes off my pocketall I wanna do is knock itI got a wife just keep it in the closetlate night you might see me creepin` through ya projects, yo...Chorus 2XWord, these girls is crazy yo....gold diggas, always somethin` theywanna hold from a nigga, you know? Ain`t fuckin` with thesechicks...these bitches is sour.