Текст песни Silkk The Shocker - DGame
Silkk The Shocker - DGame слова песни
[chorus:]Whats up playa? you looking slick with thatHundred g chain with the bracelet to matchCheck this out here whodi lay on the groundFor I show your clown ass how the hot boys soundThey going click click blow, blow click click blow,Click click blow, blow click click blowClick click blow, blow click click blowClick click blow, blow thats my style[verse 1:]Popping wit terror take it straight to gunsOr we could keep it corporate give up your block and runToo much paper here to try and count my onesOver here cross me our hollow wall is youngFor our haters on the streets tryin to measure my blowIf youve seen the new whip know they add nine 0sNow Im up to 2 bricks, a seventy two 0sIf you counting by the whips than its eight different flowsIm heavy luva, with the diamonds and broadsToo heavy luva, with the cocaine and carsAnd what I hop in, its my optionTo shift the mash quit tryin to get in the dash[chorus:]Whats up playa? you looking slick with thatHundred g chain with the bracelet to matchCheck this out here whodi lay on the groundFor I show your clown ass how the hot boys soundThey going click click blow, blow click click blow,Click click blow, blow click click blowClick click blow, blow click click blowClick click blow, blow thats my style[verse 2:]Now if its on with the bricks and the bag babyYou come short, Im a bust your head babyThey name a dope man whodiYeah thats me, Im out that 5-0-4 plus that c-p-3Give me an ounce and ima flip it to a brick figgaYou got my scratch, if you snitching you a trick figgaHit the pen, you probably gonna be a misfiggaSo heres a glock for your chest I mean your tits triggaImagine, all the bricks in the projects smeared with cocaineI be the richest young soldier in this rap gameAll my money come in armor trucksMore cars, more houses, more freaks to pluckYou wasnt work, when I was local playaIm worldwide, you haters cant take it you petrifiedThen let me lose after I reveal thuggin with pIts no limit till I die yall cant get with me[chorus:]Whats up playa? you looking slick with thatHundred g chain with the bracelet to matchCheck this out here whodi lay on the groundFor I show your clown ass how the hot boys soundThey going click click blow, blow click click blow,Click click blow, blow click click blowClick click blow, blow click click blowClick click blow, blow thats my style[verse 3:]I dont like violence but ha thats no shy logicDont like material stuff either, but sho got a lot of itJust to make money off tha street na, I make it off the beatWalk my rott off the leash right off the beachTalking shit ima big spinner so I dont really talk to muchGot guns, really big ones, think rap softens us upSee I love my fans but I dont love them hatersI dont really like the fame much dogBut I show love to paper uh-huhI want something bigger cause I love the doughNiggas talk shit, shaqs outLeave them looking like mugsy boguesZoom zoom, 1100s I still ride it slowNot the type thats gonna flossBut I aint gonna hide it thoughLearn the game from my big brotherC-e-o now, made man, shocker well..c-e-o soundsWe the type dog, go to sleep, wake up and ballYou know whats up what usNow whats up with yall, uh-ha[chorus:]Whats up playa? you looking slick with thatHundred g chain with the bracelet to matchCheck this out here whodi lay on the groundFor I show your clown ass how the hot boys soundThey going click click blow, blow click click blow,Click click blow, blow click click blowClick click blow, blow click click blowClick click blow, blow thats my style