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Текст песни Nappy Roots - Lac Dogs & Hogs

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*Cars revving*[Chorus 4x - Nappy Roots](Yes) Oh yes it`s them Lac Dogs, Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.`s(Oh yes) It`s them Lac Dogs, Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.`s[Verse 1 - Skinny Deville]Skinny talkin bout that wood with that custom leather, bangin down I-65Slaw and slum but dubs are better, who you think gon` keep it live?It`s Nappy bitch, what have to comePay attention, learn your lesson, yupWe them country folk with Caddy Hogs and D.T.S.’s, Lac DogsWhat you think that Nappy gon` be broke forever? Shit nawHit the bank and cashin in on old investmentsWhat, you ain`t know about them country fried sessions?Does that Likwit hit in `97 +Answer+ all yo` +Questions+?Kentucky`s on the map now, who you think done gave directions?From the top and back down, we rep the country to perfectionDon`t it look so slum with 55 from New York down to Texas?Hella poor straight from the South and haters must respect this[Chorus][Verse 2 - Ron Clutch](Let me tell you about it)When I first got my baby she could barely startA-hand-me-down from a real O.G., all day she stayed in parkAlmost never did she driveBorn in 1979And she weighed about a tonBig ol` body built to runFirst thing I done, hauled her over, had her hummin G notesUnderneath her hood, hundreds of horses powered her egoHer government name was Coup Deville but I called her Miss PiggyTop her with some (?) and fit her for some twenties (twenties)Playas hate that I be trickin like she`s all that I`m love withSo we took her to the edge and shoved it and still "Ball out on a Budget"Dug in her guts, laced her up with leather and woodTogether it go good, us country boys forever stay hood[Chorus][Verse 3 - B. Stille]You shove that shit that go bump bump bump bumpAnd ya, shake the lock off her muh`fucker trunkWhen ya, hit the block make her muh`fucker jumpRoll your window down, stop, look like somethin like a pimpRoll that window back up, and show `em they reflection and their ultrafadeThen chop on that sucka like Wesley`s +Blade+Escalade D.T.S., switch it up, keep them haters on they toesRed Rolls, Fleetwood hoesCan`t believe it, when they see them twenty fo`s, believe itMy ham and cheese the freshestNow what I`m talkin bout? I give you three guesses[Chorus][Verse 4 - Big V]You feel the wind, don`t ya?You hear the tires squallinKentucky, Colorado, Boston down to New OrleansBig bodies get it done, Dodge Ram preferablyCause they do run run, they do run runBlack magic, lookin better then Wesson fryin a pan of fishGangsta leanin like they do in Los Angeles (that`s gangsta)Adjective, describin what I`m rollin inThem country fellas ain`t gon` stop it, we on the road again[R. Prophet]God damn, yes I am, the thriller with the skrillaGot plans, Pac fan +Strictly 4 my N.I.G.G.A.Z.+Stop starin, we not playinArmor color kryptoniteRims nice but thank God our dreams came to lifeFast roller, cash swoll upThe mind mold upThe crowd hold usSoldiers quick to throw they rags when I roll upDimes is quartersSell liquor, my rhymes is colderProphet never look this fine since I grinded ColaRoll up

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