Текст песни WC f CJ Mac - The Shadiest One, слова песни WC f CJ Mac

Текст песни WC f CJ Mac - The Shadiest One

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(man)Hey, nigga, gimme some of them water and chip`s, shit(other man)lock `em up, nigga, lock `em, bullshit(man)hey, look, niggaget out there, niggathese niggas ain`t sho` ta riz-ayd, rightwe gon` get in and get out(other man)we on a roll, nigga[continues, indistinct][Verse 1: WC]I`ma walk it down, nowfuckin` wit deez out-a-town niggasgot me watchin` up on my back and strappin`pistol packin`who ever thought dem fools would catch onand we was sellin` rock while up in the back of the brollsee da plan was to make a transaction to matchthree calos, for under the zone, a hundred thousand cashyou know da deal, nigga you know da outcomedub C and C Mac take tha money `n run[CJ Mac]We gettin` close, hot as fuckburnin` up in his drive two pace, mirror checkin` doin` sixty-fiveI seen the state patrol 5 times, swear to godhe make this stop, better have 9 livesnigga speak[Man`s Voice]Where you at?[CJ Mac]Close niggayou just have tha cash right so we can go`s, niggaI never tell no nigga when I`m comin` through his townset us up, get a crew, gun his town[WC]Fuck that, I dun dis shit befo`after we twist deez niggas, we gon twist some mo`(CJ Mac)Out-a-town nigga havin` a pistal in handwhatcha paper, you fuckin` wit some jackets, playershit happens[Chorus: CJ Mac]Don`t fuck wit a niggas cashniggas blast, when it come to cashniggas mash, on dat assDon`t fuck wit a niggas cashniggas mash, on dat ass fo` a niggas cash, niggas blast[WC second half overlaps](T`is da season to be janky falalalala lalalala)[Verse 2: CJ Mac]Hits J, sit straight, dey ain`t even checkswiss suitcase, jitwe ain`t stop to count da cash, niggashit, nigga, I rememberIt was two a dem gas cans, was fulla straight heata[WC]fake twista, took her ass back to da piz-adsent some mo crystals back to da liz-adto make some mo trick-climbin`-blatant-nigga loot [wooh!]cuz baby need new shoes and daddy need a coupe[CJ Mac] Call my nigga, Fred, yo friendhe set up da linkgave his ass ten-thousand, thanked him n` shittold him `Shut the fuck up`, niggas try sweatingand have to take his ass out there, he bound to wetting[WC]Uh huh, two months passed, I found his ass trashed outcastrated on his porch, with his dick in his mouthWhat the fuck? I know these niggas ain`t here in L.A.I went and grabbed the AK n` called my nigga CJ{[music stops, dial tone] inside ( )= CJ Mac}(What`s crackin`?) Look it`s on wit deez niggas (what?)Hey CJ nigga I just found this nigga Fred fucked up (slow down, nigga) on the porch (Fred?)Hey nigga it`s goin` downHey nigga meet me at cho bitch spot, nigga (what?)Fuck that, let`s bring these in heaFuck these niggas![Chorus x2][Verse 3: CJ Mac]Goin` 110 on da 110, exit slowshit my stomach uptight, sumthin` ain`t right (fuck that)How da fuck they found where Fred staythey ain`t never been out there, hold up, what the fuck?![WC]CJ, don`t trip, nigga, dey just killed yo bitchleft her bleedin` in the porch wit` screwdriver`s in her headramshacked the house, took the work and the money[CJ Mac]I could see that shit, but why the fuck you so bloody?[WC]They took the hundred thousand we stole plus two mo` (right, right)and if I know that nigga Bo he checked a in mo {motel}[CJ Mac]Bo, hard nigga, who parted the gameyou didn`t know that motherfuckas name!first you found Fred dead, then you found my bitch wit her wig splitnigga I ain`t stupid, you did that shit[gunshot]Motherfucka shot me in my shouldareached for my strap, and started dumpin` back{gunshots continue}[WC]Nigga, lifes a bitch and then you dieyou only get one chance to check, nigga, trust no niggashoulda known from the start, ain`t no love in my heartfuck this 50-50 shit, this is where we depart[CJ Mac]I`ll be damned if I let this nigga walk wit` da doughkill my hoe, boy, kill my hoe?Five, fo` rounds, hit him twice, hit him in his stomachsee me vomit blood,nigga eat slugs!{gunshots continue}[WC]On my knees, I`ma see da bust back, fuck thatsomehow I managed, ta raise wit da wicked carriageain`t no rules to dis shit, we jackersain`t no love in this game, mothafucka, shit happens[Chorus x2]I feel sorry, niggajust like every dog has his day, every loc get his nightsI`ll be back at ya, my nigga (ain`t no thang)I can`t believe yo ass did some shit like that to me, niggait ain`t nothin` (hu, hu)it ain`t nothin`It`s goin` downI`ma get that motherfuckerIt`s on!

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