Текст песни Witchdoctor f Cool Breeze - Georgia Plains (Holy Grounds), слова песни Witchdoctor f Cool Breeze

Текст песни Witchdoctor f Cool Breeze - Georgia Plains (Holy Grounds)

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This is what I want you to do, right?Take your shoes off, goddamn ground is holy I understand thatGive me strength Lord, LordGive me strength, Give me strengthGive me strength LordWitchdoctor:Ugh, My choice was the streets, kinda came natural to meSo i`m fishin`, trouble comesI`m dishin` out some shots from the doctor`s gunGot me trapped in this world under this moon and sunShit aint fun or funny, fuck a smile, i`ts `bout collectin` moneyI`m tryin` to take better care of my body this quarter Docter say drink more water, but Bacardi got you bent in this bitchLife sometimes is like steppin` in some fuckin` house shitSeven years of tears in the gameMade me one of the smallest preditors on this Georgia plainIn the fields, in the hills, never picked no cottonIt`s the nigga wit that golden triggaI`m seein` more planes in the sky at nightLook like UFO`s, think they transportin` dem kilo`sThe drug cartel has swelled out of proportionOn the corner everyday we indorsin`The street life is my life, scratchin` to stay on topI`m rappin` it for my block, AtlantaYou betta have some game in yo` veinsYou betta learn this southern slang(Cool Breeze talking)Thats right, from East Point to SouthwestSouthwest to East Piont, y`all know what it isCome on inCool Breeze:I`m hearin` rumors about what yo` clique gone doI stepped up like it was cool and confronted his crewI said "Now which one of y`al suppose to take me to school?"If you see a lame nigga, nigga take his shoesI`m from Eats Point, Atlanta, we dont fight by rulesYou dont know Cool Breeze or lil Freddy CalhounIn this place, the dirty south, we`ll hit ya for a lickSell you dreams, nice things, and it be a box of bricksMost haters, imitators, think they know Cool BreezeAint jack but a rat on my East Point cheeseI know it iritates yo` ears, how I chop these treesYou nothin` but a lame `round these EPV`sAll my enemies who don`t know what they jumped inIf the doctor came through once, he`ll come through againAnd when look and he ask me where everybody isThey didnt believe in your return so they ran for the hillsAnd I still got that same pain in my chestMy perscription stress, no cess, and wear a Teflon vestAnd these niggas still try and testDont even know me or these Georgia plainsBoy these grounds are HOLYYYY!!!!!

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