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Текст песни Screwball - Communications

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Yo, yo, yo, yo, yoJust got off the jack with my son thats up northTellin me hes comin home, and how hes gettin offcuz his game was weak, killed two months, hes back in the streetsWith new plans, to expand, to jerk his mans manWe had the ultimate stick up, drop, on the brick pick upBut yo he cant, cuz hes still locked upJump back on the horn cuz his vibe was strongContacted the kid and told him lets be goneI talked to poet first, yo son, I got a mish-shonGrab the ammunnish-shon, pump up your pythonsI know a spot where niggas gettin it, and we can flip onSon they frustrate me, cuz these niggas pump with no heatThey play the night time sweet, like they cant get beatI got their address, to where they rest and stash their shitYo, I peeped it out how we can creep, yo yo yoThese niggas stay sleepMakin sales, smokin out, and they all get ? geeked? Lets catch em zoning, brain under, high and headed home andWhen they least expect it, lets put the gat to his domeHe stuck the key in the door, we ? ? ? four fourWe pushed our way in, we wasnt playinReady to spray em, tied him down to the a.m.Now we layin, for a beamer, and some bitch named fatimaChorus: prince adCommunicate for the cake, polly for weight outta stateDown on digits on the isle with son we cant be lateWe got moves to make, flood the whole new york stateTime to skate to other lands to put food on our plateCommunicate for the cake, polly for weight outta stateDown on digits on the isle with son we cant be lateWe got moves to make, flood the whole new york stateTime to skate to other lands to put food on our plateNow we travel with the ? crills rock? P, noyd, onslaught on the hottest road with a car loada shitIsolated on ya whip, on the south i-95, lightin off and more drive? diggy with the seats sung? Half a pie in the trunk with the music blastinClouds of smoke, yo this lifes no jokeWe from qb son, we aint tryin to be brokeWe makin moves to where the moneys at, get it up and bring it backNew cats the boogie ot knew how to work itGet the money, couldnt keep it cuz they jerked itBad habits, livin lavish, rockin front and cabbageTyrin to follow the leader, but paul paid for peterThe dirty south aint the place to sign, son keep ya heat upIm from ny, city slicker, beatchoo with the g quickerBusiness so well Ill have your towns clientelleKyron but me on through the cell, my otGet that brick money son, Ill meet you back in qbSee we flee off, know how to gee off, know how to eat offKnow how to make moves so we can keep the heat offSee we prefer to skate, to get this food on our plateAnd keep our name low key on this new york stateYou know how ? rule? quiet is kept, lets get this money foolChorus

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