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Текст песни Nappy Roots - Dime, Quarter, Nickel, Penny

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[Skinny DeVille]I broke a dollar down the gutter (?) the dime, quarter, penny, nickelFlipped the 25 to 50 cent, now watch the bitch tripleGame simple, ya here today, tomorrow ya ain`tNow who the hell gon` save it rightThat ain`t gon` change the way you thinkI took a buck fifty, ballin on a budget, bought a DutchQuickly spilled it and I stuffed it with that chunky from KentuckyMan that blunt did it, sour then McDonald`s make the world pick(If any nigga got it) Shit Skinny finna get it(Get it) While it`s gettin good and hold it for a minuteLet that shit bubble, weigh it up and chop it when it`s finished(We gon` drop it when it`s finished) for some dollars and some penniesLike a dime relentless, Nappy niggaz all about the Benji`s(Benji?) Not the dog naw, we`re talkin bout the dead prezSlaw, with the hog mall, chicken wing and fed breadDough like the cash flow, finna keep my fo-cusSpinnin like a twenty picture Skinny in a cold pit(Spinnin like a twenty picture Skinny in a cold pit?)Boy yeain`t know that money make the world goHustle up them pennies, now full force real slow[Chorus][Stille] Dime, quarter, nickel, penny[Skinny] Damn, ain`t it funny how we all about the Benji`s?[Stille] Dime, quarter, nickel, penny[Scales] Won`t you give me a dollar since ya got so many[Stille] Dime, quarter, nickel, penny[Skinny] Damn, ain`t it funny how we all about the Benji`s?[Stille] Dime, quarter, nickel, penny[Scales] Won`t you give me a dollar since ya got so many[B. Stille](Whatchu want man?)(?) said a hundred for thatSuper happiness, a blunt and a sackWho could we feel like this, I don`t need no crackWeed smoke comin out the front of the `Lac (chrome)Gun in the lap and a gun in the backCome to realize we was goin that fastI blink my eyes, follow runnin my tags (get out the car)Next time I travel somewhere dirty I`ma come in a cab[Scales]I can`t knock all the rocks you rockHow I`ma cop all them yachts ya got?You get props on the bop-she-bopLet`s keep it all the way Nappy, when you hot you HOT!Burn up a dime, sell a nickel at the cornerThrow a penny in the jukebox, damn it`s outta orderSpinnin air, fumes blowin, silver spoons (Rick Shroeder)The dollar value gets shorter as you get older Hey come here for a minute Don`t tell nobody I told you but uh...The dollar value gets shorter as you get older[Chorus][R. Prophit]Aww, y`all boys done up and done it, spun it, flaunt itJump my motorbike doin about a hundred, one gun and I`m bluntedEverybody fend for they self - they tell me strong-armwhile it`s only ten on the shelf (watch out! watch out!)Like this, Galloping Ghost flow ferociousBreak down bones like osteoperosis (ohh!)Prophit`s in a coma, back stuffed with explosivesPostage to the White House, fuck all that bullshitIt`s kinda funny, everybody love money to deathNot that, 3% control America`s wealthNeed some help? Look at yourself, sure ya doY`all feel like "fuck the world?" me too(?), can`t get rich being complacentKnow ya gotta rebel when ya can`t make a paymentWater like ice cubes for big facesFace it, we`re livin with racists, outrageousWild, host-ile, shake up stages, contagiousYoung baby don`t have patience, what my name is?R. Prophit (yes sir?) sing the cadence[Chorus]Dime, quarter, nickel, penny...Dime, quarter, nickel, penny...Dime, quarter, nickel, penny...

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