Текст песни WC - Get Out

Ghetto Heisman
Жанр: Rap
Исполнитель: WC
Альбом: Ghetto Heisman
Длительность: 03:21
Рейтинг: 440
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Who wanna roll with the real nigga? - itchy finger, wine hitter Waiting at the back of the club sipping liquor with Don figures Diamonds on my bedazzles and bandannas is my apparel Trying to take these whores to the next level Just off on parole, pocket full of dough Blowing Blueberry in V.I.P with X.O. I know it's hard to believe, you ain't never seen a rider With so many rocks in this flea color (BLING! BLING!) The ghetto Michael Jordan of Rap penetrating Stepped up away from the game and came back like retaliation Now it's on til they bury me (COME ON!!) Get them up, hit them up Back balling for life, living it up Used to wear a Ski Mask where the cash be Now I'm 'Rich Rolling' with girls, riding this black Ashy It's 'Cash Over Ass' - you know what I'm saying? They need to bending over, I'm paying [Chorus: Black Chill and DJ Crazy Toones X2] [DJ Crazy T.] BITCH GET OUT!! [Black Chill] If we ain't fucking tonight, if we ain't fucking tonight [DJ Crazy T.] BITCH GET OUT!! [Black Chill] If you ain't sucking tonight, if you ain't sucking tonight [Verse Two: W.C.] Love me or love me not, Dub gonna stay on the tattle Making Chicken Heads swallow I know all of y'all trying to get paid for the Sex play But I see through these jams like X-Ray Swerving on the highway with the knight vision From South Central to Down South that's my mission On my way to the Strip Club to spend a little bit Don Bacardi, Party and Bullshit Chop dirty money on the Wood Grave with my out of town players Cause Game Recognize Game, chasing cheese Lacing up pieces of presidential with sweet hits Switching whores like leases, all weekend Got them tricks spreading them ass-cheeks and Box Springs and Mattress is squeaking; Pimps up, whores down And if you ain't fucking, don't bring your ass around [Chorus: Black Chill and DJ Crazy Toones X2] [Verse Three: W.C.] Yeah, roll that shit, light that shit Throw that there, Bitch! put something in the air I got more humps and four pumps to make your crew jump Eight times, threw in the chumps Anti pretty nigga, greedy nigga - Fuck the industry nigga Roll my penitentiary Tennessee nigga in jail clothes With balls big as shell toes Trying to see naked butt assholes and elbows Out for Skrilla, pimp the game like a gorilla Still a banger, lap dance nipple filler (Nigga) Loaded, Arm One, squatting down low and taking flicks Correctional Facility posing, came up the hard route But now I'm hood Start-out Pull a card out, we're about to buy the pour-out Drunk a lot, touched the cot Bitch! we ain't play with it, we just fuck a lot [Chorus: Black Chill and DJ Crazy Toones X2] [Black Chill] BITCH GET OUT!!
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