Текст (слова) песни: Cappadonna f Crunch Lo, Lounge Mode, Rem - Money, Cash, Flows

[Intro: Lounge Mode]
Walk with us... Code:Red, speak up

[Lounge Mode]
I`mma set it from the front of the door and let it be known
That I`m, settin` it straight and I`m comin` back home
Cuz I told ya`ll, the tank top hustle a lot
But I`m a little dude and I still muscle the block

[Crunch Lo]
Aiyo, we comin` for the blocks, the aves and the streets
The team stay on the grind cuz the fam gotta eat
Dimes get bagged and sealed like it was work
And ain`t nothin` safe get ya teflon shirt

[Remedy]
Street life, drugs shit, money comes in bundles
Thug shit, and terratorial rumbles
Guns and in vintage, Don sweaters
We love phat whips, exotic bitches, new Code:Red leathers

[Cappadonna]
Aiyo, my hood hate theyself
The bitches love Don`, cuz they mate theyself
And niggaz can`t snake me, so they snake theyself
And they just pussy to me, they rape theyself and they take theyself

[Chorus 4X: all w/ variouos ad-libs]
Money, cash, flows and bitches!

[Crunch Lo]
Aiyo, it`s busy on the strip and they ain`t too much rule
So how many M.C.`s must I consume?
Open up a nigga like a pussy womb
So nigga, call ya orangutang Goons and baboons

[Remedy]
Who the fuck are you? That`ll crew with me and two
Maybe more, can`t come, fuck, kick down your door, son
You can have beef and not know it
Some gas in a bottle with a rag, then light it and throw it

[Cappadonna]
We love, grindin` the honies and makin` the moneys
Toss it up, lovely, breakin` the twenties
And broke crews for a rap song, bakin` the sunnies
Lay back lovely, shakin` the bunnies

[Lounge Mode]
It`s the reason why they put me here, to blast off
Cuz the rap game suck and I`m ready to crash course
With an O-1 `Rari, smoked and tinted
Who you know that shoot best when he`s smoked and bented?

[Chorus 4X]

[Remedy]
Yo, I`ll jump in my whip, yo and run you over
Pass the weed and the Dutch to the ciga-r roller
From the Stat`, with the shoulder strap holder
Fuck Beans, fuck Free, fuck The Roc and Hova

[Lounge Mode]
Fuck the cops and The Roc, I`mma do whatever
I come through rock a little wear, shoot who ever
It`s a Struggle, that`s why I told ya`ll I bubble
Buck a thing, bust a thing, if you see I`m in trouble

[Crunch Lo]
Aiyo, I spit like a baby, a dog with the rabbies
Bowlin` hot gravy, get spilled we too ill
With the pill, emphatic slam
Crunch to the Lo, to the rap, from the Stat`s who I am

[Cappadonna]
Code:Red Entertainment
I`m not just a client, I`m also acquinted
Real respect real and it`s all non-tainted
Handcuffed in the courtroom, bitin` the plaintiff
Run from the arraignment

[Chorus 4X]

[Outro: Lounge Mode]
Yeah, man, aiyo Slash
You tell Jay, right, that we gon` get this joint poppin` right
Lo gon` come with us in a minute, call Shockey up
And then we gon` rock it out, knawhatimean?
So, just in case, you got bucked, you make sure he got that thing
And we gon` move, let`s go baby, right here, move..

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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: Cappadonna f Crunch Lo, Lounge Mode, Rem - Money, Cash, Flows [Intro: Lounge Mode] Walk with us... Code:Red, speak up [Lounge Mode] I`mma set it from the front of the door and let it be known That I`m, settin` it straight and I`m comin` back home Cuz I told ya`ll, the tank top hustle a lot But I`m a little dude and I still muscle the block [Crunch Lo] Aiyo, we comin` for the blocks, the aves and the streets The team stay on the grind cuz the fam gotta eat Dimes get bagged and sealed like it was work And ain`t nothin` safe get ya teflon shirt [Remedy] Street life, drugs shit, money comes in bundles Thug shit, and terratorial rumbles Guns and in vintage, Don sweaters We love phat whips, exotic bitches, new Code:Red leathers [Cappadonna] Aiyo, my hood hate theyself The bitches love Don`, cuz they mate theyself And niggaz can`t snake me, so they snake theyself And they just pussy to me, they rape theyself and they take theyself [Chorus 4X: all w/ variouos ad-libs] Money, cash, flows and bitches! [Crunch Lo] Aiyo, it`s busy on the strip and they ain`t too much rule So how many M.C.`s must I consume? Open up a nigga like a pussy womb So nigga, call ya orangutang Goons and baboons [Remedy] Who the fuck are you? That`ll crew with me and two Maybe more, can`t come, fuck, kick down your door, son You can have beef and not know it Some gas in a bottle with a rag, then light it and throw it [Cappadonna] We love, grindin` the honies and makin` the moneys Toss it up, lovely, breakin` the twenties And broke crews for a rap song, bakin` the sunnies Lay back lovely, shakin` the bunnies [Lounge Mode] It`s the reason why they put me here, to blast off Cuz the rap game suck and I`m ready to crash course With an O-1 `Rari, smoked and tinted Who you know that shoot best when he`s smoked and bented? [Chorus 4X] [Remedy] Yo, I`ll jump in my whip, yo and run you over Pass the weed and the Dutch to the ciga-r roller From the Stat`, with the shoulder strap holder Fuck Beans, fuck Free, fuck The Roc and Hova [Lounge Mode] Fuck the cops and The Roc, I`mma do whatever I come through rock a little wear, shoot who ever It`s a Struggle, that`s why I told ya`ll I bubble Buck a thing, bust a thing, if you see I`m in trouble [Crunch Lo] Aiyo, I spit like a baby, a dog with the rabbies Bowlin` hot gravy, get spilled we too ill With the pill, emphatic slam Crunch to the Lo, to the rap, from the Stat`s who I am [Cappadonna] Code:Red Entertainment I`m not just a client, I`m also acquinted Real respect real and it`s all non-tainted Handcuffed in the courtroom, bitin` the plaintiff Run from the arraignment [Chorus 4X] [Outro: Lounge Mode] Yeah, man, aiyo Slash You tell Jay, right, that we gon` get this joint poppin` right Lo gon` come with us in a minute, call Shockey up And then we gon` rock it out, knawhatimean? So, just in case, you got bucked, you make sure he got that thing And we gon` move, let`s go baby, right here, move.. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Money, Cash, Flows: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/23198.html Все тексты песен: Cappadonna f Crunch Lo, Lounge Mode, Rem » Cappadonna f Crunch Lo, Lounge Mode, Rem - Money, Cash, Flows » Cappadonna f Crunch Lo, Lounge Mode, Rem - Money, Cash, Flows Рекомендуем скачать: » Дмитрий Сухарев - Егорий и волки » Девочки - Островок любви » Дмитрий Нартов - Я видел чудеса не раз... » Дмитрий Кимельфельд, Валерий Сергеев - Плач о комиссаре (к спектаклю по М.Булгакову Белая гвардия) » Дети Пикассо - Лошади » Дмитрий Нартов - В добрый путь! » Дискотека Авария - Заколебал ты! » Дима Билан - Мулатка » Дина Баймухаметова - Последний трувер » Дискотека Авария - Суровый рэп » Диана Коденко - То ли мир вызывает синдром отторженья... » Добры молодцы - Люди встречаются » Дубовый Гаайъ - Психолирика » Давид Тухманов - Танцевальный час на солнце » Дюна - На безымянной высоте (из к/ф "Тишина") ( » Динамит - Куда уж лучше » Денис Рыжов - Какой костёр, когда такое с неба?! » Дима Билан - Number One Fan » Дмитрий Бикчентаев - Если б я тебя любила » Дмитрий Бикчентаев - Эскиз
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