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Текст песни Tela f Crime Boss, Mr. Mike - Strange

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Ss..ss..uh..uh..smoke thatUh..ss..ss..hit itSs..look bitch..bitch hit it uh[Hook]How many niggas wanna ride tonight, die tonight, survive tonightHow many niggas wanna ride tonight, die tonight, survive tonightHow many niggas wanna ride tonight, die tonight, survive tonightHow many niggas wanna ride tonight, die tonight, survive tonight[Mr. Mike]With Mr. Gun-Clapper blast, who got murder for that killer slashThug rapper, as these niggas begin to come afterMe in the middle of the nightIs it Mr. Mike or did I change my name to VictorIn the middle of the fightQuiet, shh, on the set, light up ya blunts and cigarettesThe richer G`s get, the bitcher these niggasMy picture gets painted like Leonardo de Vinci, fully of envyTexas was the spot niggas got shot and fucked ya memoriesSend me the flyest MC that`s tryin` to seeAnd Suave come pound, they got hung, broke down to the highest degreeWell I be, the bitch wanna fuck Mike for freeEither slide me a G or get the fuck up out my ride seeMy oozy weighs a ton, when you niggas see me runGot game to fuck a nun, blame my gunI leave you shakin` son of a bitch, I`m richI`m quick to hit chu` up (Nigga)It`s them strange motherfuckers that don`t give a fuck[Hook][Crime Boss]I was born and brought up where these streets be the keyErasin` suspicious and heartless niggas on the streetsSome live in poverty, even though a nigga be slangin` dopeAnd dodgin` the Feds cause them bastards want me brokeBack flashes of prison, for ninety days I`m doin` badNo money for books so every day I`m livin` madBorn to be tough through all these miseries and painStandin` strong through these struggles of this deadly gameVisions of body bags and my homies closed casketsIllusions of prison and pistols pressures that I blastin`I`m out to live with no time to playI got the tendencies to kill in relentless waysStraight up, cause life is a trick bitch, if you weep and reekYou stuck outta luck, seekin` for reliefToo much destruction, they claim we gotta make a changeSo much trouble between each other cause ya ghetto life is strange[Hook][Tela]Philosophically, psychologically ya fixin` to be fuckedWe goin` on this ride and ya bitch I`m gon` seductNigga what, do I give a...Ask the mound killerFaces I remember they say dump him in the riverNew Year`s Eve 1999 niggaVirtual reality, galaxy gettin` slickerMe and Crime Boss and a nigga named MisterMike to a flight, had some glitz to deliverHeaded back to the Suave castleI had to wrestle with this transvestite who had a dick like a lassoIn this castle was a midget with banana clippin`Bootleg sniffin` or Mr. Mike`ll fuckin` wickedWays infared waves hit his fuckin` chestBlew his ass to bits, particles of green shitIt really goes to show ya that shit ain`t changedIn year 2000 life still be strange[Hook x3]

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