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Текст песни Timbaland f Troy Mitchell - Bringin` It

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WhatYo yo yo yo yo yoHa haIt ain`t over babyIt dont stop like dat dat dat datdat datWah-kumpDat datdat datWah-kump, wah-kumpDat dat dat datdat datWah-kumpCome onOne question:Who be the thug that yall love most?Or give a toast to this freestyle drug doseThe thug muscleSo whistle if you hear clearGon` get you close and yous a dead man like last yearSee most fearThe marvelous, aliasYou dare discuss and get yo muthafuckin head crushedThese slugs bust the most wanted when they just appointedI stomp dogs and leave em froze because you know you frontedToo many MC`s not clearly on this hype tipI`ll fuck yo mic and catch you later on some snipe shitextended clips I represent because my thugs tripEasy boy, I`m stompin corners where them drugs flipAli Baba snakin lakin trustin north shitYou catch a grip or leave a don to climb the night hitsIt`s mob officialYou test I`ll leave you knock-knissuedBandaged up like a snitch cuz I ain`t fuckin with youStraight up, we bringin` itWhat y`all, huh huh, V-AKnow about thisWhat y`all in Hampton, huh huhKnow about thisWhat y`all in p-townKnow about thisWhat y`All in HoviayKnow about thisCheck it outI`m ya p-town hit manI`ll make ya shit manPay my stick man to do my dirtI`m filthy rich manMy thugs always hang around the top dog of all dogsMake em pick locks and spit glocks until you shit rocksI told you that I`m project strongYou took me wrong and learned that thorough cats don`t last longAlias the DonI leave it messy like I`m Joseph Pescidon`t fuck around, you ever test me and you`ll have to wet meI`m ghetto fabulousthe mob crush the Lord just, never be discussedWhen there`s dirt involved, niggas leave the mouth closed to hushI rush club scenes like, "What?"Always carryin the bustThe reason why, these niggas that ruck ain`t had enoughI hate to peel ya cabbage back, or bitch-slapCuz otherwise you wouldn`t quit that, to kidnapSo what I`m sayin is, everybody`s real within the gameAlias be the fame, so you don`t know my name, NIGGA WHATWhat y`all V-Aknow about thisWhat y`all in Hampton, whatKnow about thisWhat y`all in NomoKnow about thisWhat y`ll in ChesapeakeKnow about thisBring it boySee I told y`all motherfuckers that my clique roll deepAK`s and street sweeps gunnin down in ya peeps44`s and Calico, Pretty Ricky and LowThugs knowThe real on how I let shit goBut if it`s real, my niggas hold a forty and fillMass grills, body armor, niggas trained to killI`m at the point of no return, so I let shells spillVinny Rush, Crazy JJ and Mush must chillAnd Killa K and Johnny Hesh steady aimin that steelShit`s for real, my nigga P and Mike might peelThey get the gats and crazy stuff my brother love the ghetto tugsand set on top of niggas what let`s straight wet the party upESP was in the cut my rootin black, pull it upIs that enough?Y`all niggas still fail to call my bluff?And yet I told you, when left back cain`t nobody knows youI suppose youWoulda kept your mouth closed like I told youWhat y`all in V-AKnow about this- I told youWhat y`all in Nomo, whatKnow about this, what

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