Sandpeople — Whistle
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Whistle Sandpeople03:10
Текст песни: Whistle
Whistle Lyrics[Verse 1: OnlyOne] Cats like you and me are crisscrossed I was driving down to Cali, with Ross, listening to Rick Ross I used to dish wash Now I'm trying to get illegal chips washed Never Scared like Chris Rock Cause while y'all was marketing these fucking clowns I was doing dirt, harvesting a hundred pounds Destiny's Child want a solider, is that a fact? Why don't you send those bitches over to Iraq? See, I don't act perky for money Y'all girly and grubby, Fergie is ugly I'll say what I want I spit what's sick as fuck, inconspicuous Y'all know why we don't drive with drugs in the front The trunk in the 'Lac's deep Don't take it literally, I still get away with it in the backseat With or with no tires They ain't got me on no wire Cause they ain't got me with no priors I never put myself in situations that be sketchy as fuck That's why you'll never catch me in cuffs Holla [Verse 2: OnlyOne] I be Mix Master Spits I split rappers' wigs Should I work hard so the gov could get half my chips? Fuck it, I should just traffic bricks But then again, fuck that, I can't give crack to kids Homie had methods to get cash and quick Kick the door down, rob who lives at the crib Should I get gats and stick? When the victim's so poor they ain't even have nothing to give cats that did If you chit-chat with pigs, my fist crack your ribs You get smashed, like the 'Lac when sis crashed the whip I ain't never met a chick bad as this She tried to crack the whip like a bitch ass and dipped I call up mommy like I'm thick at the hips Tell her I got company to fix Mac some grits In reality, the big fact is this The kid came with only one thing to hit, that's his licks [Verse 3: OnlyOne] It's amusing to see what I loosely do to these verses As you can see, the eulogy's usually brutally perfect Humanly urges has me loony, looting two or three purses And you can be murdered, but I don't think your jewelry's worth it And if I owned a street sweeper, you would be nervous Cause I would sweep your whole street like community service Me and my bredren are musically servants Shit, we give a fuck 'bout what you frugally purchase Yea And I ain't get all wet Ain't been in no car wrecks But I ain't scared and y'all fret like guitar necks We rob for loochie, keep our toolies In street fights we beef like the Shi'ites and Sunnis So the next life around, give me the simple things 50 of Simple's beats, digis, and triple beams Yea
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