Juelz Santana & Lil Wayne — Hood Shit
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Hood Shit Juelz Santana & Lil Wayne04:29
Текст песни: Hood Shit
[Verse 1: Juelz Santana] As I kick back and relax, shorty head in my lap In the back of the Bentley, getting head in the back And she ain't got a head from a nap, so pushin on her head from the back, give me that Up and down, down and up, give me that Laffy Taffy came on, she give me head to the snaps She make me like the song, she wrong She bout action, bout work She suck dick like a vacume suck durt I'm a quick picker upper, cause she quick to pick me out Quicker than a nigga tell her, pick the nut up Now let me tell you bout this 6 shot Roogger That I keep for you busters if you twitch, I shoot shit I'll buck ya, I'll bang ya, move ya like a dead car battery Trust me, boost ya, no car cables I'll hang ya, like a coat in the closet, no coat on the hanger Just hanging in the closet, boy, I could just leave you where you stand, or I could just shoot you in the end, meet you where you land [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] I came to rep my hood, I gotta ride clean I gotta smoke good I'm ballin on big, fancy cars like Suge I ain't gotta explain what's already understood Baby, I'm a G, I'm just tryna get more I'm hot as 3 80, keep it warm like wool Niggas talkin shit, I wish a nigga would Boy, smellin like shit, from a bull, boy I gotta lot, but I could never get enough Man, the 26 inches got the Lolo sittin up Mack could fix it, so you need to hit him up Rocky Marsiano, I beat the pussy up You not a Saprano, pussy nigga, get fucked Hit a nigga from a hundred yards away You really ain't prepared, dog, chopper split your ass in half, not even share ya That's the game, stop lookin for a fair call Pussy cat niggas, watch you cough up a hairball Lookin at niggas, like why you scared, dog Chopper rip you apart, doesn't cut hair, dog These niggas Aerosol, soft shell Taco Move in the Farari like a wild horse, or in my case, a mob boss Feel my swagger, nigga I'm walkin round with a chopper and a dagger You play with me, faster Pop pop, don't play with me, Casper Duct tape, don't play with the rapper I send it to m whole, they goin cut it faster Bitch, make me bitch If not, make me cum, then make me twist Bitch, blowin these dice, make me bitch Watch me grip my whole hand on the 8 or 6 The 5 or the 4 or the 10 or the 9 Hey lil rapper, it's fighting time
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