Текст (слова) песни: Cypress Hill - Killafornia

[B Real]
Living in the city of the Scandalous
Shisty motherfuckers can`t even trust my own brothers
So who can I choose to trust me that`s who
Niggas want a piece of the pie fuck off and die!
Jealous envious fools want to rush this
Loco trooping ass nigga with the cash shit
Motherfuckers just get your own and leave mine alone
Forty five places to get done
Send out your invitation
To the party of your elimination
I got peeps that play for keeps, (Hardball)
Now I`m laying your ass down to sleep
But every hustler wants to be bawling
But I got the balls for the shot calling
I pull strings, the Don King, only in America
Then I hustle, and flex my muscle

[Hustlers]
--Yeah, man, I`ve been out here
running game for eight years
--I know I`m getting tired of standing
on this corner
--Nigga, I want a fat pad, and fly ass pool
Finest motherfucking bitches, jewels
and all that shit, if I got to take it
from a nigga
--Shit, let him run for me then
--I can work for myself, don`t have to
work for nobody, I`ll be my own hustler

[B-real]
Where can I roam to get my hustle on
Killafornia, stacking the chips, got the full clips
Loaded and cocked, I`m used to running with the Glock
Nina Millimeter, lighting up the fucking block
Now, who you gonna trust?, who can you trust?
I don`t know, but if you coming on my corner
I think I`m gonna bust
You can`t handle us, devious, dangerous
Criminal mentality, insanity
I move weight, from state to state
All the niggas moving weights, can you relate?

[Hustlers]
--Damn, what`s up, I see you
pushing that big time weight
--I told you, I wasn`t bullshitting
--You coming up, aight!
--When I seen you three or four
months ago I told you
--Got respect for a man now
--Handle your shit!

[B-Real]
Where can I choose to get my hustle on?
In the alleyway, lighting up all night long
Fuck working at McD`s, I`m rolling with the O.Z`s
In the QP`s, puffing on trees
Who can I trust?, who can you trust?
Not that shady motherfucker in the city Los Scandalous

[Hustlers]
--Well, well, little man came up a little bit
--It feels good having money in the pocket
--Fuck that nine to five bullshit, right?
--Yeah, kick that shit to the curb
--But you got to look out for the scandalous motherfuckers
Cuz niggas is tricky than a motherfucker
--Yeah, but motherfuckers got to look out for us too
You know what I`m saying
I`m just as shisty as a nigga
--Shit, set me up and niggas are gonna die
--You get set up back, cuz we ain`t having that bullshit
--I got your back, you got mine, that goes without saying
--Twenty-seven and mo` baby, twenty-seven and mo`
--Let`s get the fuck out of here"

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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: Cypress Hill - Killafornia [B Real] Living in the city of the Scandalous Shisty motherfuckers can`t even trust my own brothers So who can I choose to trust me that`s who Niggas want a piece of the pie fuck off and die! Jealous envious fools want to rush this Loco trooping ass nigga with the cash shit Motherfuckers just get your own and leave mine alone Forty five places to get done Send out your invitation To the party of your elimination I got peeps that play for keeps, (Hardball) Now I`m laying your ass down to sleep But every hustler wants to be bawling But I got the balls for the shot calling I pull strings, the Don King, only in America Then I hustle, and flex my muscle [Hustlers] --Yeah, man, I`ve been out here running game for eight years --I know I`m getting tired of standing on this corner --Nigga, I want a fat pad, and fly ass pool Finest motherfucking bitches, jewels and all that shit, if I got to take it from a nigga --Shit, let him run for me then --I can work for myself, don`t have to work for nobody, I`ll be my own hustler [B-real] Where can I roam to get my hustle on Killafornia, stacking the chips, got the full clips Loaded and cocked, I`m used to running with the Glock Nina Millimeter, lighting up the fucking block Now, who you gonna trust?, who can you trust? I don`t know, but if you coming on my corner I think I`m gonna bust You can`t handle us, devious, dangerous Criminal mentality, insanity I move weight, from state to state All the niggas moving weights, can you relate? [Hustlers] --Damn, what`s up, I see you pushing that big time weight --I told you, I wasn`t bullshitting --You coming up, aight! --When I seen you three or four months ago I told you --Got respect for a man now --Handle your shit! [B-Real] Where can I choose to get my hustle on? In the alleyway, lighting up all night long Fuck working at McD`s, I`m rolling with the O.Z`s In the QP`s, puffing on trees Who can I trust?, who can you trust? Not that shady motherfucker in the city Los Scandalous [Hustlers] --Well, well, little man came up a little bit --It feels good having money in the pocket --Fuck that nine to five bullshit, right? --Yeah, kick that shit to the curb --But you got to look out for the scandalous motherfuckers Cuz niggas is tricky than a motherfucker --Yeah, but motherfuckers got to look out for us too You know what I`m saying I`m just as shisty as a nigga --Shit, set me up and niggas are gonna die --You get set up back, cuz we ain`t having that bullshit --I got your back, you got mine, that goes without saying --Twenty-seven and mo` baby, twenty-seven and mo` --Let`s get the fuck out of here" Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Killafornia: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/5607.html Все тексты песен: Cypress Hill » Cypress Hill - trouble \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » Cypress Hill - Intellectual Dons » Cypress Hill - Trouble » Cypress Hill - Psychodelic Vision » Cypress Hill - No Pierdo Nada (Nothin` To Lose) » Cypress Hill - Marijuano Locos (Stoned Raiders) » Cypress Hill - Rock/Rap SuperStar » Cypress Hill - We Live This Shit » Cypress Hill - Locotes » Cypress Hill - Rap Superstar » Cypress Hill - I Remember That Freak Bitch » Cypress Hill - Rock Superstar » Cypress Hill - Whatta You Know » Cypress Hill - Let it Rain » Cypress Hill - Muevete » Cypress Hill - Highlife » Cypress Hill - From the Window of my Room » Cypress Hill - Ready to Die » Cypress Hill - Rap Superstar » Cypress Hill - im still number 1 \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 Рекомендуем скачать: » Мария Кочеткова - Фемида » Маркова Наталья, Двуречье - Что обещано » Мария Школьник - Школьная-косметическая » Машина Времени - Между тем, что было и тем, что будет » Михаил Шелег - Америка, Европа » Михаил Околот - Снова вечер спустился на сказочный лес... » Марина Яковлева - Я в муаровом платье тебе отдалась... » Михаил Сипер - Сонет » Мюзикола - С Новым годом, мой Казахстан! » Мир Гальперин - Старый сюжет » Мельница - Дорога сна » Михаил Трегер - Песенка пожилого Карлсона » Машина Времени - Имитация » Марина Самаркина - Орел или решка?.. » Михаил Шуфутинский - Вязанный жакет » Мумий Тролль - Эхом гонга » Мумий Тролль - Всецел всем » Михаил Щербаков - Апрель » Михаил Муромов - Ариадна » Мария Школьник - Ленкому
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