Where H-town at..ATL at..Miami, Lil Haiti, Lauderdale at...
[Chorus] Ya'll hear dat Nolia clap? Ya'll hear dat Nolia clap?
I say da U gon do dey thing wodie please believe If not we'll make it hard for u cowards to breave One thing about a ghost, keeps sh* up a sleeve Juve and skip attack the boards, while I plug em wit 3's
Every stash spot i got, I stuff it wit g's don't need a chain or a whip to snatch me a freak.. I'd rather ride around in my hooptie blowin on trees With two heaters in my lap..bumpin 400 degreez
I 'on rock wit juvenile. what clown? datz my dawg.. Say dat sh* again I'll wack all ya'll. Get on some bo? sh*...smack all ya'll Prolly get on dat rob sh*...crack all ya'll
I neva talk sideways I put ya on da highway Have ya sweatin in da chicken coop like smokey off Friday Catch ya in da nolia have ya runnin down da driveway Tryna bring ya down ? Yippe Ka Yay
Where da Bay at...to dat 'lay at
where dem teks, where dem 9's, where dem k's at
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west coast whats up, west side whats up
where NY at..., NJ at, Philly philly, DC, VA at
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east coast whassup, east side whassup
[Skip:] I'm straight hollygrove ya know dat But I'm ol' skool, fisher projek like a throwback Now I told you now you know dat You ain't welcome here, you ain't see I'm Gone on my doormat So stupid why...you ain't abide by dat If I catch you on my porch, you gon die by dat Right there, by them leaves..you can lie by dat On side of dat dog doo doo, you can dry like dat Cause this is payback for anyone who eva said dat Look, I'm safe wit this vest...Gon get his head packed Or get his face slashed, get his neck jooked Look in my face...this how death look If ya deaf look, I won't play witcha Gun talk is all I'm gonna say to ya So learn to read lips...cause see we tripz Every time dat alk and dem trees mix
Where da Row at, Interscope at... Choppa City, Universal, Cut Throat at...
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where my pimps wassup, all my playaz wassup
where UTP at, Crime Lab at, Rap A Lot, DTP, Aftermath at
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all my souljas wassup, all my gangstas wassup
[Juvenile] we from the dirrty dirrty ya heard me ya shoot and get shot from under the department line we bout as long as ya block i travel all over the states been in some serious spots carzy not knowing if them people gon' kill me or not all that booting up and stunnin and gon get u no where if u aint bout shooting them subs dont even go there if u scared show u scraed and put ur sets down we aint got a way lookin for beef u can go away now gotta holla at ?? survival these people be my people hook me up with some prada clap for a PM calp for a bbenz and if u clap right here ill give u twenties and tens 3rd ward got money we got plenty to spend quit spending on transportation we got plenty of them YEA THIS IS BIG BUISNES RIGHT HERE RAP-A-LOT UTP 2004 PUT UR U'S UP
[Chorus] Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
