Текст (слова) песни: Coo Coo Cal f Kurupt, Trick Daddy - Disturbed

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[Coo Coo Cal]
In my projects: 5x

[Verse 1: Coo Coo Cal]
Dawg my projects is sweet
Got strappin` up by the cut
Patrollin` the damn block like we walkin` the B
Talkin` to freaks on the spot-down
Yeah we gettin` action
And we taxin` to their ass like some clock hound
Who run the block now? The M-I-L
And if a nigga don` thru dat dawg he done BEEN-BY-HELL
But its my hood `n gotta GET-MY-MAIL
If a nigga locked-up fo bustin` they gone SEND-MY-BAIL
And you got half of the apparell to back in
Soldiers (?) enough they cryin` comin` wit Mac-10s
Chin-checkin on their dizzay, uh
Can`t leave until they see somebody breathin, I say "I`m strizzay"
Always act like cizzay, I say "fo sho", ha
Now got foul on this wet-ass floor for the 10-to-4
Ya`ll betta give the hood respect
Cuz it pay to play for a day up in my projects

[Chorus:1x - Coo Coo Cal]
In my projects
My projects thick
In my projects everybody cooks bricks
In my projects
My projects thick
Don`t come to my projects if you ain`t wit dis clique
In my projects
My projects thick
In my projects everybody cooks bricks
In my projects
My projects thick
Don`t come to my projects if you ain`t wit dis clique
In my projects

[Verse 2: Trick Daddy]
You can call me state and raised, got state-paid
From the city from the M-I-A, in the County of Dade
To the wall to the alley
To the six to the sixth cell
You in the middle of the Pokebean Projects playa
We don`t do dumb shit, we run shit
Gangbang and X, weed, and `caine to slang
Thug Life but we live dangerous
And we hate (?), tinted window`ll leave your head bangin
Momma was a playa
Daddy was a playa
And yeah they had me, the mutha fuckin playa
So if it weren`t for the ghetto, what would I be?
A mobsta flaw, or even OD
But I`ma OG an Ol` P-L-A without the Y
Cuz I`m watched by the FBI
But I`m goodfella and untouchable
And mo` tephlon and you can`t touch me bwoy

[Chorus: 1x]

[Verse 3: Kurupt]
I got 17 shots in the 4
Hop in the 4
You ain`t where I`m from then your shop`ll get closed
Shoppin` fo` clothes
Shoppin` fo hoes, but don`t pay
Might smile and joke, but we don`t play
Some niggaz (?) and toke, but they don`t spray
And if we don`t roll and smoke, the hoes don`t stay
In my projects shit happen everyday
And even if you ain`t trippin` you can get it anyway
But anyway, walkin on foot I`m still gon` ride
And even if you don`t see me, niggaz still go hide
(?) on they head these bars
Know these stars, pay bills and buy cars
In my projects the way controversy (?) we talk wit our hands
Escape one time, twice skipped court and I ran
Niggas bananas, red and blue bandanas
Had the news come in advancements

[Chorus:1x - Coo Coo Cal]
In my projects
My projects thick
In my projects everybody cooks bricks
In my projects
My projects thick
Don`t come to my projects if you ain`t wit dis clique
In my projects
My projects thick
In my projects everybody cooks bricks

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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: Coo Coo Cal f Kurupt, Trick Daddy - Disturbed * send corrections to the typist Projects Worldwide Remix [Coo Coo Cal] In my projects: 5x [Verse 1: Coo Coo Cal] Dawg my projects is sweet Got strappin` up by the cut Patrollin` the damn block like we walkin` the B Talkin` to freaks on the spot-down Yeah we gettin` action And we taxin` to their ass like some clock hound Who run the block now? The M-I-L And if a nigga don` thru dat dawg he done BEEN-BY-HELL But its my hood `n gotta GET-MY-MAIL If a nigga locked-up fo bustin` they gone SEND-MY-BAIL And you got half of the apparell to back in Soldiers (?) enough they cryin` comin` wit Mac-10s Chin-checkin on their dizzay, uh Can`t leave until they see somebody breathin, I say "I`m strizzay" Always act like cizzay, I say "fo sho", ha Now got foul on this wet-ass floor for the 10-to-4 Ya`ll betta give the hood respect Cuz it pay to play for a day up in my projects [Chorus:1x - Coo Coo Cal] In my projects My projects thick In my projects everybody cooks bricks In my projects My projects thick Don`t come to my projects if you ain`t wit dis clique In my projects My projects thick In my projects everybody cooks bricks In my projects My projects thick Don`t come to my projects if you ain`t wit dis clique In my projects [Verse 2: Trick Daddy] You can call me state and raised, got state-paid From the city from the M-I-A, in the County of Dade To the wall to the alley To the six to the sixth cell You in the middle of the Pokebean Projects playa We don`t do dumb shit, we run shit Gangbang and X, weed, and `caine to slang Thug Life but we live dangerous And we hate (?), tinted window`ll leave your head bangin Momma was a playa Daddy was a playa And yeah they had me, the mutha fuckin playa So if it weren`t for the ghetto, what would I be? A mobsta flaw, or even OD But I`ma OG an Ol` P-L-A without the Y Cuz I`m watched by the FBI But I`m goodfella and untouchable And mo` tephlon and you can`t touch me bwoy [Chorus: 1x] [Verse 3: Kurupt] I got 17 shots in the 4 Hop in the 4 You ain`t where I`m from then your shop`ll get closed Shoppin` fo` clothes Shoppin` fo hoes, but don`t pay Might smile and joke, but we don`t play Some niggaz (?) and toke, but they don`t spray And if we don`t roll and smoke, the hoes don`t stay In my projects shit happen everyday And even if you ain`t trippin` you can get it anyway But anyway, walkin on foot I`m still gon` ride And even if you don`t see me, niggaz still go hide (?) on they head these bars Know these stars, pay bills and buy cars In my projects the way controversy (?) we talk wit our hands Escape one time, twice skipped court and I ran Niggas bananas, red and blue bandanas Had the news come in advancements [Chorus:1x - Coo Coo Cal] In my projects My projects thick In my projects everybody cooks bricks In my projects My projects thick Don`t come to my projects if you ain`t wit dis clique In my projects My projects thick In my projects everybody cooks bricks Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Disturbed: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/23353.html Все тексты песен: Coo Coo Cal f Kurupt, Trick Daddy » Coo Coo Cal f Kurupt, Trick Daddy - Disturbed » Coo Coo Cal f Kurupt, Trick Daddy - My Projects (Remix) » Coo Coo Cal f Kurupt, Trick Daddy - My Projects (Remix) » Coo Coo Cal f Kurupt, Trick Daddy - Disturbed Рекомендуем скачать: » Offspring - million miles away \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » Opposing Perfection - Black Widows » Oxymoron - Dawn Patrol » Odds - Love Is The Subject » Offspring, The - Vultures » Onyx - Conspiracy » Onyx - Street Nigguz » Outfield - Reach Out » Os Hipcritas - Novamente Fui Prejudicado » Outkast - Stankonia (Bonus Disc) » Outkast - Vibrate » Ocean Colour Scene - hundred mile high city2 \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Offspring, The - Pretty Fly (for A White Guy) » Overkill - Where it hurts » Oasis - Hindu times » Oasis - cigarettes and alcohol \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » oopunk - lost authority \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Ocean Colour Scene - How About You » ohGr - Chaos » Outfield - Part of Your Life
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