Текст песни The L.O.X. - Chest to Chest, слова песни The L.O.X.

Текст песни The L.O.X. - Chest to Chest

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Intro: StylesDj Clue. Desert Storm style baby. What niggaAll: L-O-X, chest to chest, back to backglock for glock, Mac for MacDope and crack is what we sling do things you talk aboutplayer fuck around and catch a slug in your mouthVerse One: JadakissIt`s a shame he can rhyme, nigga loves crimeevery late night he`s outside with the nineYou ain`t got chips, fuck the worldyou got chips, you can fuck the next mans girlSounds harsh but they been ripped apart my worldWhere thugs could ruleand selling crack was coolKnocked off hundred packs brought stacks to schoolNo diploma, weed aroma nigga half comaknow the tricks of the class see my ass on the cornerYou ain`t ate shit `til y`all tasted lifehad my moms screaming "Jay don`t waste your life"But me and my Ace is tightmoving base at nightLace your nights, you see Narcs jetI`ll meet in the morning in the park doing setsAnd when it`s dark againwe`ll let the 9s spark again Y`all know the dogsniggaz stay moving out the fogAnd when it`s war we ain`t gonna call on the LordI`ll hit `em like the board when I split `em with my swordYou fear what you hear so nigga press recordfrom here on out we ain`t tryin` to be ignoredL.O.X. drop shit that make niggaz mop shityou wanna pop shit, nigga, pop clipsVerse Two: Styles PaniroToo many niggaz shake me, life is shakyI act like this cuz they make me probably hate meNigga, I`m in the dictionary look me upexpress art from my heart, baby cook me upI`m the crack in your tape deckI`m the burner on your waist that`ll leave the place wetI`m the money in the safe that`ll pay the case debtI`m the jewels on your neck that`ll make these dime bitches give headI`m the blunt 3 in the morning you take to the headI`m that car that you snatched when you first got breadI`m that spot that you got when you were running from the FedsI`m the heart of the page in that book that you readI`m the ground that absorbed all that shit that y`all bledStyles, physically and mentallygoing to for the goal cuz I paid the penaltyY`all ain`t a friend of mey`all ain`t seen the enemyThinking of bending mebut I`m on the KennedyWhen I fly back in, hope you`re packingcoming to tear y`all niggaz in fractionsFour-fourseen the future we battlin` all lawsVerse Three: Sheek LuchionY`all must really wanna die, fucking with Sheek Luchithis here is the roof we dropping niggaz off BonsaiGoodbye, see you in your afterlife whenyou come back as a pussy and I fuck you againRespect come not from Tecs, it comes from niggaz who write checksto get y`all lil` niggaz outta big debtsWith paper, I`m sure that you never see me sweatOnly in the linen when I`m spinning in my whip-uppass niggaz and watch they face frown like a pitbullThe shit that we crush niggaz sniff into their groovescared to moveGleaming like you looking for changeBut ain`t no dollars down there it`s that sack fucking with younow bounce before we bust you where the good Lord split youHustle to work, you kidding me, you know the difference in the cash incomefor years so many niggaz must`ve been dumbWhere we from, niggaz been hustlin` drumsmaking sneaker money, running for crumbs, pulling in sumsIf time don`t stop, why should we yo light your spliffyou need work? Come on I got consignment to giveThis year I need 97 gats, 97 carsswear to God this year, I`m gonna fuck 97 startsAnd if I come short, it ain`t no slack off my shoulderI`m waiting for this last bitch to get a little older WHATL.O.X. nigga, DJ Clue, to the muthafuckin` chest

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