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504 Boyz - Souljas Şarkı Sözleri
tha dogg pound , guaranteed instant death" -> rbx [ snoop dogg ] it´s them dogg house niggas wit´ them 504 boyz we the real mccoys with the plastic toys pop, pop grab the glock, cock the motherfucker no limit niggas, we can´t be stopped did you hear me? ya heard me record breakin´ hit makin´ can´t bake ´em real estatin´ never hatin´ shakin´ up the game, bringin´ the major pain yea nigga, we all in the same game we enlighten, ignitin, never fightin´ and we got them motherfuckers bitin´ you fuck wit´ p, you fuckin´ wit´ me you fuck wit silkk, you fuckin´ wit´ me you fuck wit´ d, you fuckin´ wit´ me nigga what, that´s my whole family chorus 2x [krazy] what, you bitches goin´ to war now (war now) no limit got this rap shit on lockdown (lockdown) wild out, bitch niggas when we come through (come through) i hope you wear a vest, souljas touchin´ you (touchin´ you) i´m bustin´ you [master p] i´m on the run, i head west wit´ the dogs 504, that means ball til´ u fall i ain´t bout´ no playin´ nigga, it´s on and poppin´ you either workin´ wit´ those boys, or you out ther shortstoppin´ now keep you eyes on the prize nigga, don´t fuck wit´ the hos cuz you see at night in the bricks nigga, anything goes now you can bulletproof you chest, and they´ll bust your head nigga you scared to pop, then you could get an early grave cuz, one time don´t worry me i´m a third ward nigga til´ they bury me (hahaa) two times nigga, shut it down it´s no limit, we it on lock wit´ the pound chorus 2x [krazy] fresh out the courthouse, fuck the world, i´m finally free ask them bitch niggas who snitch, is they ready for me my proverbs to the tank, believe i love it since that "bout´ it bout´ it" album, i was dreamin´ of it ride wit´ me, through the south, as i cruise through texas a young soldier, wit´ about a hundred grand in my lexus on my way from houston , after i scored the coke i rather, step to jail than my family be broke but i owe five hours, i can barely breathe please lord forgive me for my sins, i got kids to feed ain´t no nigga in the iberville givin´ me shit they went from trick to a bitch and buy that ho a fit but my souljas, before it´s over off top before i´m sayin´ to my dogs everytime the dope is chopped feel that, my niggas will ride wit´ me snoop and master p said that they´ll die for me chorus til´ song ends |
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