[Chorus 8x: Crunchy Blac] ain't no nigga gonna play wit me [Verse 1: La Chat] I got anna with you souls Strapped up with the 44 Use to kick it with this
Перевод: La'Chat. Не Нет Nigga (Featuring Хрустящие Blac).
(feat. Crunchy Blac) [Chorus x8: Crunchy Blac] ain't no nigga gonna play wit me [Verse 1: La Chat] I got anna with you souls Strapped up with the 44
And I never will regret it (70,000 in the first week? That shit is ridiculous) [Chorus: Queen Pen] Don't bring them bitches around me (I got cha) Don't
checkin' in her bedroom, I ain't there, Forty Cals, extended clips, still I ain't scared, Outlaw, and best believe they won't take me alive, I'm different
it on You can find me on my corner Niggas since you gully, come and get me if you wanna (we ain't going nowhere) I'll be that nigga hugging on your
's been sent To move your ligament Show you down to us C'mon baby shake that thang We ain't tryin' to hold nobody back Tell your mama come Tell your papa
[Intro] That T.M. shit, that T.M. shit Trackmasters, that T.M. shit, that shit That T.M. shit – Game! [Chorus: unknown singer (The Game)] I don't care
I ain't scared of none of you hoes I ain't never shead a tear In yo hood bumpin' ridin' with a twelve case of beer Ain't no nigga make no moves Get you
that can't Either you die slow,ride slow, cause Fiend about to show How not only God knows, these niggas our hoes,my stock broke So we ain't trippin'
, ain't got no love in my heart It ain't no way that I can't handle, keep that tone in my jaw This ain't no crap, I speak the truth, gotta come too thick
you If you can't beat em' You join the right crew HCP nigga HCP nigga HCP Hypnatize Camp Posse nigga [La Chat] Back up shit You fuckin' wit some natural killas Don't
now kid Show 'em what you got I be that young handsome cat, same color chocolate Same nigga pop shit, same nigga got shit Loon ain't no lame, Loon never gossip Nigga
get it I ain't trippin nigga trippin at all Yo, I'm fuckin walkin over weak rapper's downfalls It ain't my fault they fell, it ain't my fault I sell I
it I ain't gotta go fo' bad, I jus' go for my opponent I ain't looking for no trouble I ain't ducking none, neither Say a nigga jumping ship, I say
have the place lock Tic Toc Tic goes the clock Blaze up the fire make the fussy dem drop Chilling in the club Champagne a pop Getting that money and we ain't
, who wan' get it crackin?? I was young, I couldn't do good, now I can't do bad I ride, wreck the new Jag, I just buy the new Jag Now nigga, why you mad? Oh, you can't
I was raised in the hood, in the streets I grew Seen it all, it ain't too much I ain't done yet Let my nuts hang, nigga I ain't scared of shit Seen death