Текст (слова) песни: Cypress Hill - Cypress Hill III (Temples of Boom)

[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 - Cypress Hill III (Temples of Boom) [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 Cypress Hill III (Temples of Boom): http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/5793.html Все тексты песен: Cypress Hill » Cypress Hill - Lunatics In The Grass » Cypress Hill - Lightning Strikes » Cypress Hill - Worldwide » Cypress Hill - Cypress Hill IV » Cypress Hill - Men of Steel » Cypress Hill - Rock/Rap SuperStar » Cypress Hill - Low Rider » Cypress Hill - A to the K * » Cypress Hill - Break Em` Off Some » Cypress Hill - Rap Superstar » Cypress Hill - I Wanna Get High » Cypress Hill - Rap Superstar » Cypress Hill - Puercos (Pigs) » Cypress Hill - Tequila Sunrise (Uncensored Remix) » Cypress Hill - Tequila » Cypress Hill - What U Want From Me » Cypress Hill - valley of chrome \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » Cypress Hill - Till Death Comes » Cypress Hill - Tequila Sunrise (Remix Radio Edit) » Cypress Hill - Real Thing Рекомендуем скачать: » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - Полонез » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - Крокодил » Черный Обелиск - Апокалипсис » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - В старинном городе Обломове » Черный Обелиск - Сплин » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - Лирическая » Чайф - 17 лет » Черный кофе - Черный кофе » Чайф - Сибирский тракт » Чайф - Все хорошо » Черняков Владимир - За друзей! » Чайф - Диалог » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - О любви » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - O.K. (Позволь мне рассказать) » Чайф - Дурные сны » Чиж и компания, Сергей Чиграков - Осень » Черный кофе - Жизни рассвет » Черный кофе - Переступи порог » Черняков Владимир - Летите скорее » Черняков Владимир - Любовники (дэут с О. Орловой)
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