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Текст (слова) песни: Coo Coo Cal f Twista - Walkin Dead

[Chorus 1: repeat 2X]
We ride `till we die, ball `till we fall
While all G`s agree, intense a flea, with me, Infinite and fuck up mall
And the loss, motherfucka betta check my
Hit em up with the tech 9
Betta keep my gun off, saftey
While they try`n to chase me
You know a nigga go `till the next time

[Verse 1: Coo Coo Cal]
A nigga ride `till we die, hell, ball till me fall
Fuck `round wit nuthin but G`s,
Flip`n it-ly, snoop keys with d`z and white walls
Night y`all, try to fuckin mind
Betta call two niggaz with a least two nines
And get ready to melt from all this hot-ass iron, that we find
I ain`t lyin,
motherfucka that bullshit it, nuthin
Got a full clip in, dump
But no any nigga out here startin somethin
motherfucka set trendz `n let his ends stack from the flo` to the ceilin
Infinite 45 (?) house, mergin-splergin, and count these millions
Niggaz feelings hurt cuz we did lock the game
Sewin up all box of caines, from younga G`s
cuz IDs`ll keep some pocket change
And it`s strange hows a nigga I who his way in
Leave a nigga six feet deep peepin outta casket
Baskets lay in
Sway in, up in the wind like thee American flag
Hell I`m out to bury the fag
Fuckin around wit us G`s, a nigga gonna get toe-tagged
Get drag, from block-to-block, city-to-city, and state-to-state
From the Mil-est, to realist, the killest just countin cake

[Chorus 2: repeat 2X]
We ride `till we die, ball `till we fall
While all G`s agree, intense a flea, with me, Twista and fuck up mall
And the loss, motherfucka betta check my
Hit em up with the tech 9
Betta keep my gun off, saftey
While they try`n to chase me
You know a nigga go `till the next time

[Twista]
Let me get a lil somethin straight with you hoe
Once a slip in the clip, don`t stop trippin
I been a need to floss in the cars I be whipin
Cuz a motherfucka be constaintly tippin
I mean uh constaintly trippin
Could be off the block nuthin too much of that buggedin
You can get your uncles, brothers, nieces, nephews, and cousins
And we still gon` be buggin`n
Enough of that, I`m (?) em
Break a hollow point off in your ass
How you gon` take (?) when you been out for years
You must have been lost in your past
Betta get your shit straight Joe
Me and my guy don`t borrow none, stuck penny with the llello
When the cops come lay low
Goin shoppin for my work cuz dependin on how the day go
Wishin bitches at security that`ll blast your ass
For the needle sacks `n the scratch
Go ahead try to stick up the spot
They be trippin when the bitch up the glock
Cocked for the packs
Take a body like we sure should
Empty out the crib on the haters, it be no good
Nothin heavy with the cold wood
Strangle weed is forever we`ll go at with the whole hood
Show em again and my sanction
Niggas stankin
After plenty dank `n drankin
I don`t know what the fuck they was thankin
Peep the bank and a niggas like spendin Benjamin Franklins
Should have came {pause} causious
Nigga fully nausious
Now you bout to die when I`m high
Cuz (?)
Coo Coo with the Two Two
To the tech nine, rise to the sky, ride `till we die

Chorus 2: 2x

[Coo Coo Cal]
A nigga ball `till we fall, hell, ride till we die
Fuck around with top-notch hoes,
sippin on Don and mo` smoke pounds of killah
Yeah high as fuck but I bet them hoes maintain
Set em up with the 6 figure nigga the bigger the bang
Side hit with dank, them hoes is game
Tame like a Pit nigga
Game for the tricks
Any nigga that floss or toss fo` a lil change,
On the range gettin gamed by the bitch
With a chain and a fist
Tearin off all niggas that hold or not

 

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