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Текст песни Outlawz f Bad Azz, Low Lives, Spice 1 - Smash

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[Young Noble] (talking)We got Bad Azz in this mother fucker (Outlawz!)Spiggity Spice 1 in this mother fucker (Oaktown)The Low-LIfes in this mother fucker (Still thuggin)You know The Outlawz in this bitch (hahah.. it`s on)[Napolean - Verse 1]Once againAnother fat nigga friedDo a drive-by if you wanna fuck with mineCause we swallowed insideMy feet stuck to the groundAnd ain`t shit that move meDog, I`m heavy boundAnd I done seen niggaz get touched by the pairRunnin they mouth with only one to the groundI blow my shit cause I can back it upFuck poppin the trunkLet`s throw some hands upNow how many real niggaz gonna stand up?I thought so, niggaz better shut upI`m five-six, hearts bigger than meBut I`ll fuck you up so destructivelyThoughtfully, my mack ten pop for meGot my glocks with me, come ride my block with meIntoxively, I bought that henneseeCome ride with me or homicide with meOutlawz nigga[Bad Azz - Verse 2]Shit a nigga still breathin hard from the last songCause out here it`s either mash or get mashed onRest In Peace to all those who done passed away (R-I-P)Cause with the beat that`s in the streets life don`t last longAll in between you need to eat, you need some wheatYou needs to heat, the beat, cause you`s a condon savage street to shitYou got to mash to sleep a week or snoozeStay on my feet, I`m tryin to keep em in some shoesStay outta jail, this nigga fucks hard and twos againLet`s get this money like we ain`t never got it againLet`s keep shootin em like we ain`t never shot it againYou got your life but you promised to dieLife is death at the end, you put the rest insideLife is death at the end, you put the rest inside (come on)[Chorus - Young Noble (normal) and Bad Azz (indented)]Life`s short young nigga, get your mash onHustle on little nigga, get your cash on If you see death around the corner, get your blast on You gonna die anyway, life don`t last longWe still feelin pain from the last song Shit, we still feelin rain from the last stormHomie either mash or get mashed on Little nigga either blast or get blast on[Young Noble - Verse 3]I see how you got to play it nowYou got to lay it downAnd clown for your crown, have respect nowThat`s a test just to see if you gonna bring it to emThen come a whole lot of please when you bring it to emWe keep it movin, motivation is the moneyAbility to feed niggaz hungry is so lovelyBut that ain`t it, we got some soldiers locked downIt`s been perfect for what we doin when they drop downIt`s hot now and we right up in the thick of itPicture this, all of us, eatin chipsSittin on the porch by our house, leavin something in a stashHow do we outlast? Always keep cash[Spice 1 - Verse 4]Sittin on the scene, with the nineNever would of thought, I`d be gettin mineBossilini, straight murder dogPlotted my magazine, master creamDiscenegrate niggaz who blast meHe didn`t know I was trappedHe didn`t know I was readyPlug a hole in his chestAnd check out with the niggaz vettiDo a dirty shit, smokin bomb on the dockCut your ass up in pieces, throw your meat to the sharksI got that, hold upGot a glock and I be puttin niggaz in comasYou`s a mother fuckin foolCause you dyin for runnin up on me[Low Lives - Verse 5]You want beef bitch nigga, see me face to faceAfter the case, my niggaz travel state to stateI`m on a mash with case, so I can`t procrastinateThere`s so many lives in state, lord I`m always gonna takeMy fate keep guessin, Smith and Wesson StressinThe lesser the charge, the shorter the yard, I`m dodgin bulletsRest In Peace to those who couldn`t, I`m not gonna runKeep on mashin and keep on blastinI`m lastin my time hereNigga I`m a be a legend in my own time `fore a die hereYou wanna smoke, I`m a note to keep my mind clearAnd every nigga that I know mash with no fearCome onChorus[Young Noble - Verse 6]A yo, I takes no, no slope, that slopeLivin with no breathWho wanna go next?No stretch when it`s time to sprintTime limitedThey want my life but I ain`t givin itOutlaw, Low-Lives, taking your lifeWe blow mics and I`m breakin in with soap dice I`m baitin now the nigga you hate nowFull steam ahead, my beam is redNiggaz wanna fight dirtyI`m clean as themStay hurtin in the partYou wanna bleed instead?[Low Lives - Verse 7]I`m Mister Shorty to the K, the K, f-fantasticAnd I`m out here mashin like a nation-wide assassinI`m kickin ass and takin names laterBetter yet, call me Shorty, the motivator dominatorGreat rhymes sayer, whole cappa drug dealerLow-Life nigga, I`m twenty-one and gettin biggerRoll with niggaz, mine`s as big as nine figuresYeah, them low life niggaz, them five-five niggaz, niggaYou`ll get high, roll by, once in a whileI see ya lovin my styleYou know I can take it, roll with a stand-by for nothinDivide, lay low until the ride be outThe four-five on the ground, forty and outTo fourteen days hard time, Low Lives!Chorus x 2

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