Текст песни Rasheed f Lay Lo, Low-G - Game Tight
Rasheed f Lay Lo, Low-G - Game Tight слова песни
[Verse 1: Max Mannili]Nigga I`ma hustla by nature not by lawTrick suck a Lay Lo ass niggaPut my dick in ya jawI play it rawGot a lifetime of game from my PaCan make the ground shake beatin up in my carFor shhhhI`ma do my thang till I can`t no moAnd tell them hoes like Low bitch you already knowMax and Von go together like D`s and V`s And went from Z"s to ki`sOn the block wit the G`sA young nigga so cold I make the microphone freezeI hit my lick in threesYou know stackin my cheeseFuck for ssshhheeezzLet me tell you bout this Lay Lo crushed out shitThe only niggas wit dat thirty-two ounce shitThat make yo titties bouce shitTo give Mannili some score and ride yo dog ass clean the hell out shitThen I`ma stretch my hustle out like elasticSO fuck goin for broke at the Bayou ClassicCause in early ninety-nineShit got drasticBuster still owe me feddiAnd he gone end up with his ass kickedLate ninety-nineNiggas started rappin like meBut in two GC gone come up off my samplin fee[Chorus: Max Mannili]Cause I`ma nigga that`s so tight game tightYa holla fo me say my name right name rightI do my hustlin on my block my blockAnd kill that beef shit wit my glock non stopDon`t fuck around niggaSo tight game tightYa holla fo me say my name right name rightI do my hustlin on my block my blockAnd kill that beef shit wit my glock non stopDon`t fuck around nigga[Verse 2: J-Von and Low-G]Well let me tell you bout them Lay Lo boysThey stay crushinAll night and all day hustlinIt`s plain to see we straight thugginBut don`t say nuthinI aint tryin to blow my calm stateWe just blazed the el grandeBlige of GanjaSome atomic bombayMe, Rasheed, Hap, and Low-G watch out fo the po p`sSmoke black by the ways to snatch mo cheeseWe still Low-GWe still duck off layin low keyShippin that D from 225 to siete, uno, threeMan you know me maan I`m J-VonCrack necks like pecansSewin up the whole south regionTotin a fire arm in each palmTellin em bring the beef onBetter not be homeYa never see usWe touch ya sleepin and cut ya breathin supplyDisrespect and ya dieDo what I do to get byHoes still think that my shit shyStrap a nine and lets rideDo the job and surviveThen hall ass back to the Dope House Count cheese and get high[Low-G]Si monEs el pelom de HoustonMax Mannili, Rasheed, and my nigga J-VonDidn`t I tell you just to leave my ass aloneNo hai perdonRippin your heart wit the microphoneMamacitaYo te dedico esta cancion.Y ya no llores si estoy laqueadoEn la prisonDia diaY ano anoSi tusupirerasCOMO TE EXTRANOY no medigas que no[Chorus][Verse 3: Rasheed]We in that Lay Lo Lay LoGotta get dat mudafuckin papo papoThat`s how the game goLow-G Low-GMy partna know me know meKeep it real mudafucka show meIt`s ya boy Rasheed RasheedBlazin da bong weedLet me proceed let me proceedOh yes indeedBecause I got itNigga got itBetta get that million dolla platinum earingUgh ha ha ha ha ha haI`m wit da South Park South ParkTalkin bout dat MexicanHappy P Happy PDon`t want no plexicanBig BPut it down for all the engineeringBreak it down break it downWhat you people are hearinCurrency currencyGotta get that cash flow cash flowLike my homie Fidel Castro CastroKeep it real for the new millenium lliniumFuck wit me then we`ll bury em[Chorus]