Текст (слова) песни: C-Murder f Master P, U.G.K. - Life or Death

[Master P]
Yo C-Murder
Nigga you woke?
Keep your eyes on the rollers nigga.
Pass the weed (ok)
We gon` head up interstate 10
We gon` pick up Pimp C, and Bun B (that`s my niggas there)
We gon` get rowdy rowdy and bout it bout it
We gon` handle our business
We gon` smoke
We gon` make it back to the N.O.
Cuz u know whut?
Us South niggaz don`t playa hate
We got love from the South, East, West, to the Nizorth
But it`s your time baby
We gon` handle our business
And we gonna do this shit like g`z
We gonna represent the gizame
Ya heard me?

[Pimp C]
This game fucked up
I ain`t got no friends
I done spend my last 70,000 dollars on a drop-top bienz
Ugh, and I`m a real nigga
Down to put a forty-five to his Hilfiger
Lay it down muthafucka because I`m bustin` for mine
Take that ine everytime and I ain`t try to dine
Niggaz dyin` podarthur (huh nigga what?)
Thank that I`m playin? (huh nigga what?)
Bust 17 times and let `em feel what I`m sayin`
UGK and C-Murder
Cadillac and a Tank (Master P)
Bout to fade the platinum
Smoke some dank and some drank
But bitch luv me when I come to your city
Serve my dick out her pussy
and bust my nuts on her titties
Ugh, it`s just a matter of time before I`m up in your house
With my mask on my face and my thang in your mouth
Now get your mind right nigga (mind right) and make a pimp rich
and never put trust in a trick ass bitch (trick ass bitch)

[chorus 4X]
I`m bout ta pull akickdoe! (ugggggggghhhhhh!)
Lay down on the flo` (flo`)
Want the G`s and the money or everybody gotta go (gotta go)

[Bun B]
They try to run up in the manger (run up)
Now hold oon Bun B
I see me P and C in danger (danger)
Just like the ATF, PD, and Texas Rangers
Fuckin` with me and my middle fanga.
But to this shit nigga we ain`t strangers
But I Gotta bust my magnums
Gotta gage these pistols
Hand grenades, and land mines
chopper smoke bombs and missiles
Some of them bitches whistle
Some of them bitches silent
But all them bitches handle business
All of them violent
Bout it bout it and dangerous
soldiers that wanna gang with us
Bang with us, hang with us
get that No Limit slang with us
I came to bust every ass in my way till it`s over
so get the chip off your shoulder
feature this
I done told yah
we own 5 on your bitch in your bumpin` conflicts
Nigga I can see that you got plicked
Sit down and take a time trip
this ain`t nothin` ta sneeze at
the fear in your eyes I see
bitch where`s the key`s & g`z at?

[chorus 2X]

[C-Murder]
Lay it down muthafucka
Everybody gotta go
Give me the loot is what I tell `em
When I kick in the doe`
Nigga I`m mad at the world
for my lack of havin` papers
Fuck the law and the cops
Cuz I`m down for a caper

[Master P]
Some say we dangerous
Especially when we broke
I`m mo daily than a dope fiend fiendin` for dope
I just live for confetti
You see I`m daily like Freddy

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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: C-Murder f Master P, U.G.K. - Life or Death [Master P] Yo C-Murder Nigga you woke? Keep your eyes on the rollers nigga. Pass the weed (ok) We gon` head up interstate 10 We gon` pick up Pimp C, and Bun B (that`s my niggas there) We gon` get rowdy rowdy and bout it bout it We gon` handle our business We gon` smoke We gon` make it back to the N.O. Cuz u know whut? Us South niggaz don`t playa hate We got love from the South, East, West, to the Nizorth But it`s your time baby We gon` handle our business And we gonna do this shit like g`z We gonna represent the gizame Ya heard me? [Pimp C] This game fucked up I ain`t got no friends I done spend my last 70,000 dollars on a drop-top bienz Ugh, and I`m a real nigga Down to put a forty-five to his Hilfiger Lay it down muthafucka because I`m bustin` for mine Take that ine everytime and I ain`t try to dine Niggaz dyin` podarthur (huh nigga what?) Thank that I`m playin? (huh nigga what?) Bust 17 times and let `em feel what I`m sayin` UGK and C-Murder Cadillac and a Tank (Master P) Bout to fade the platinum Smoke some dank and some drank But bitch luv me when I come to your city Serve my dick out her pussy and bust my nuts on her titties Ugh, it`s just a matter of time before I`m up in your house With my mask on my face and my thang in your mouth Now get your mind right nigga (mind right) and make a pimp rich and never put trust in a trick ass bitch (trick ass bitch) [chorus 4X] I`m bout ta pull akickdoe! (ugggggggghhhhhh!) Lay down on the flo` (flo`) Want the G`s and the money or everybody gotta go (gotta go) [Bun B] They try to run up in the manger (run up) Now hold oon Bun B I see me P and C in danger (danger) Just like the ATF, PD, and Texas Rangers Fuckin` with me and my middle fanga. But to this shit nigga we ain`t strangers But I Gotta bust my magnums Gotta gage these pistols Hand grenades, and land mines chopper smoke bombs and missiles Some of them bitches whistle Some of them bitches silent But all them bitches handle business All of them violent Bout it bout it and dangerous soldiers that wanna gang with us Bang with us, hang with us get that No Limit slang with us I came to bust every ass in my way till it`s over so get the chip off your shoulder feature this I done told yah we own 5 on your bitch in your bumpin` conflicts Nigga I can see that you got plicked Sit down and take a time trip this ain`t nothin` ta sneeze at the fear in your eyes I see bitch where`s the key`s & g`z at? [chorus 2X] [C-Murder] Lay it down muthafucka Everybody gotta go Give me the loot is what I tell `em When I kick in the doe` Nigga I`m mad at the world for my lack of havin` papers Fuck the law and the cops Cuz I`m down for a caper [Master P] Some say we dangerous Especially when we broke I`m mo daily than a dope fiend fiendin` for dope I just live for confetti You see I`m daily like Freddy Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Life or Death: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/24444.html Все тексты песен: C-Murder f Master P, U.G.K. » C-Murder f Master P, U.G.K. - AKickDoe! » C-Murder f Master P, U.G.K. - Life or Death » C-Murder f Master P, U.G.K. - Life or Death » C-Murder f Master P, U.G.K. - AKickDoe! Рекомендуем скачать: » Сергей Вальков - Потонули в любви мои братья по духу и прозе... » Сергей Арно - Эй, налито мало!.. » с аккордами Океан Эльзы - Мало менi » София Ротару - Вкус любви » Светлана Волкова - Яблочный пирог » с аккордами Олег Медведев - Таблетки от Счастья » София Ротару - Было время » Сергей Крылов - Скажите, пожалуйста » с аккордами Евгений Коблик - Как только стает снег » с аккордами Божья Коровка - Гранитный камушек » с аккордами Александр Непомнящий - Нофутуристический блюз » с аккордами Аркадий Лебедев - Реквием » с аккордами Сансара - Бинокли » Сергей Данилов, Дмитрий Анутин - Песня детству » Светлана Мель - Колыбельная Танечке » с аккордами Кино, Виктор Цой - Пачка сигарет » с аккордами Михаил Щербаков - Как варяг, наблюдающий нравы славян » с аккордами Александр Розенбаум - Баллада 1812 года » Слава - Классный » с аккордами Татьяна Королева - Зеленая лампа
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