Текст (слова) песни: Click - We Don`t Fuck Wit` that

(B-Legit)
Ya see I`m nuttin` but a player call me bad news bear
And everywhere a nigga go you know I check a hoe there
And on my second time thru, you know how I do
I get some head, and some ends and I`m gone by 2
I got soundcheck bitch, the shows is at 6
So when you coming in, bring your womanfriends
I got a few dogs posted at my telly
D-Shot, Tap, Young Mugz and Celly
And we gone try to tear the fuckin` roof of something
We was backstage smokin` and some hoes was thumpin`
A bitch got mad cause she didn`t get chose
Reached back like a pimp and slapped the hoe
Your nigga went wild when he first seen that
Pulled out a sack and rolled one fat
We was back to the tale cause we bail on them boyz in blue
Fuckin` wit this Click crew
And the worst things that happens when your out of the state
They lock a nigga down and take away his dank
It makes me can`t thank, I gets nervous and sick
Fiendin` for a motherfuckin` fix
Chorus:
(E-40)
Smoke and we will go
Puffin` on indo
So put that back
Cause we don`t fuck wit that
(B-Legit)
I left Minnesota cause the spot was tired
Hit Louiville and the spot was fire
Old school sittin` on straight laced kicks
Reminding me of 1986
Fools burnin` rubber, fuck some switches
Niggas from the bay smokin` up on bitches
B was on the gash, smashin` yo
Hoes passin` out cause there to much smoke
Gary, Indiana, bitch gone in a minute
I let you hit my weed and it`s straight up shittin`
In your draws, Guess jeans and all
And then you had no one, give E a call
But he called back and wasn`t fuckin` wit you
Cause hoes down South know good voo-doo
Fuck around and have your ass sprung like Eddie
Period blood mixed in your spaghetti
And if I could I would roll a vega
>From Hillside, Cali to the Get Low Playaz
You niggas light it for me and I`m pass it to Quinn
And let it out when you get to chin
Chorus
I`m finally hittin` Cali after 3 weeks gone
Than ran out of boomb and I`m glad to be home
Now who on my phone, Dante or Bruce
I be there in a minute to do what we do
See, it`s a triviant game, cause we gone smoke
And blow big dubs from young body and all
And I can`t give a fuck if you`re drunk or smoked
Imma give you a 5 we gone light the ...
In to the ... told the shit on the street
Some of tha homies that be restin` in peace
The shit won`t cease till I see D
I know my homie got a fat blunt for me
Pine apple juice, malibu rum
1501 get your dickhead done
When it gets like that, you know I gots to fuck
Or maybe kcikback and get my dickhead sucked
I won`t ask for much, just ass and guts
And brand new speakers for my oldschool cut
A big fat sack of that dohja
So I can get smokin` like I`m `posed to
Chorus

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Click - We Don`t Fuck Wit` that (B-Legit) Ya see I`m nuttin` but a player call me bad news bear And everywhere a nigga go you know I check a hoe there And on my second time thru, you know how I do I get some head, and some ends and I`m gone by 2 I got soundcheck bitch, the shows is at 6 So when you coming in, bring your womanfriends I got a few dogs posted at my telly D-Shot, Tap, Young Mugz and Celly And we gone try to tear the fuckin` roof of something We was backstage smokin` and some hoes was thumpin` A bitch got mad cause she didn`t get chose Reached back like a pimp and slapped the hoe Your nigga went wild when he first seen that Pulled out a sack and rolled one fat We was back to the tale cause we bail on them boyz in blue Fuckin` wit this Click crew And the worst things that happens when your out of the state They lock a nigga down and take away his dank It makes me can`t thank, I gets nervous and sick Fiendin` for a motherfuckin` fix Chorus: (E-40) Smoke and we will go Puffin` on indo So put that back Cause we don`t fuck wit that (B-Legit) I left Minnesota cause the spot was tired Hit Louiville and the spot was fire Old school sittin` on straight laced kicks Reminding me of 1986 Fools burnin` rubber, fuck some switches Niggas from the bay smokin` up on bitches B was on the gash, smashin` yo Hoes passin` out cause there to much smoke Gary, Indiana, bitch gone in a minute I let you hit my weed and it`s straight up shittin` In your draws, Guess jeans and all And then you had no one, give E a call But he called back and wasn`t fuckin` wit you Cause hoes down South know good voo-doo Fuck around and have your ass sprung like Eddie Period blood mixed in your spaghetti And if I could I would roll a vega >From Hillside, Cali to the Get Low Playaz You niggas light it for me and I`m pass it to Quinn And let it out when you get to chin Chorus I`m finally hittin` Cali after 3 weeks gone Than ran out of boomb and I`m glad to be home Now who on my phone, Dante or Bruce I be there in a minute to do what we do See, it`s a triviant game, cause we gone smoke And blow big dubs from young body and all And I can`t give a fuck if you`re drunk or smoked Imma give you a 5 we gone light the ... In to the ... told the shit on the street Some of tha homies that be restin` in peace The shit won`t cease till I see D I know my homie got a fat blunt for me Pine apple juice, malibu rum 1501 get your dickhead done When it gets like that, you know I gots to fuck Or maybe kcikback and get my dickhead sucked I won`t ask for much, just ass and guts And brand new speakers for my oldschool cut A big fat sack of that dohja So I can get smokin` like I`m `posed to Chorus Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни We Don`t Fuck Wit` that: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/14856.html Все тексты песен: Click » Click - We Don`t Fuck Wit` that » Click - Hot Ones Echo Thru The Ghetto » Click - Tired Og Being Stepped On » Click - We Came To Rock Ya Body » Click - Struggled And I Survived » Click - We Came To Rock Ya Body » Click - Let`s Get Drunk » Click - We Don`t Fuck Wit` that » Click - Hot Ones Echo Thru The Ghetto » Click - Struggled And I Survived » Click - Tired Og Being Stepped On » Click - Let`s Get Drunk Рекомендуем скачать: » Сергей Мирошниченко - Дом оборачивается к лесу... » Сергей Назин - Банкетная философская » с аккордами Алиса, Константин Кинчев - Я дышал синевой... » с аккордами Аквариум, Борис Гребенщиков - Время Луны » с аккордами Агата Кристи - Вервольф » с аккордами Воскресенье, Константин Никольский - Hочная птица. » с аккордами Александр Башлачев - Больное семя » с аккордами Ленинград - Www » Сергей Наговицын - Там на елках... » Секрет, Максим Леонидов - Где найти слова » Светлана Мель - Электронные часы... » Светлана Филиппова - Тост » Секрет, Максим Леонидов - Песня гномов » с аккордами Калинов мост - Цветы верояни » с аккордами Александр Зацепин - Есть только миг » с аккордами Земфира - Не Отпускай » с аккордами Евгений Клячкин - Не гляди назад » с аккордами Александра Пахмутова - Старый клен » С.Пьеха - Где буду я » с аккордами Алиса, Константин Кинчев - Доктор буги
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