Текст (слова) песни: Cypress Hill - Till Death Comes

[Chorus 2X]

My game so strong, I can`t go wrong

My dough so long, baby why prolong

Baby we get high, Baby we get dough

Baby we can party all night till death come

[Verse One]

We been in the game for a long time

Yes we`re battle tested

With the time and the emotion, and the money invested

And if you think hard

No one elses game is tighter

Check the network, up in ya fucking service provider

I bought you thug shit

Thought you drug shit

Got you bugged shit

Tell me what we havent done

We run you through course son

Leave you understanding what the street life is

But you haters never understand

So eat my dick

You better

Get on your concentration

If you ready to roll on me

And good bitches if you wanna unload on me

Cause if you miss you won`t get that far

Ill have you jumping fences

And running down the treet like a track star

I`m at the finish line, its essential

We so influential

Well strip you of your street credential

Game recognize, game we all about

Think you can deminish mine

Look homey I got a career

[Chorus 2X]

[Verse Two]

They call me dog homey

Look I don`t sell woof tickets

I got my fingers on the trigger

And I`m ready to click it

I never back down

Theres nothing you cand do to me nigga

Who the fuck are you

Your face is really new to me nigga

You wanna run with the dog

Try paying your dues homes

Bum nigga yelling every time that I use chrome

So many niggaz, aint none of them blast, the right lights

In the woods be stunning their ass

I took a chance

To advance, in my life believe it

It takes a stand to be a man

Plus the gang conceited

Fools trying to be hard

They only act the role

You little sorry ass bitches, Ill smack you hoes

Try to fool people

Make em think you something your not

I`m exposing all you bitches

By provoking the crowd

Raw dogging, dying for some action, drama

Your bitch shocked out

Bullets through plastic dome

[Chorus 2X]

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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 - Till Death Comes [Chorus 2X] My game so strong, I can`t go wrong My dough so long, baby why prolong Baby we get high, Baby we get dough Baby we can party all night till death come [Verse One] We been in the game for a long time Yes we`re battle tested With the time and the emotion, and the money invested And if you think hard No one elses game is tighter Check the network, up in ya fucking service provider I bought you thug shit Thought you drug shit Got you bugged shit Tell me what we havent done We run you through course son Leave you understanding what the street life is But you haters never understand So eat my dick You better Get on your concentration If you ready to roll on me And good bitches if you wanna unload on me Cause if you miss you won`t get that far Ill have you jumping fences And running down the treet like a track star I`m at the finish line, its essential We so influential Well strip you of your street credential Game recognize, game we all about Think you can deminish mine Look homey I got a career [Chorus 2X] [Verse Two] They call me dog homey Look I don`t sell woof tickets I got my fingers on the trigger And I`m ready to click it I never back down Theres nothing you cand do to me nigga Who the fuck are you Your face is really new to me nigga You wanna run with the dog Try paying your dues homes Bum nigga yelling every time that I use chrome So many niggaz, aint none of them blast, the right lights In the woods be stunning their ass I took a chance To advance, in my life believe it It takes a stand to be a man Plus the gang conceited Fools trying to be hard They only act the role You little sorry ass bitches, Ill smack you hoes Try to fool people Make em think you something your not I`m exposing all you bitches By provoking the crowd Raw dogging, dying for some action, drama Your bitch shocked out Bullets through plastic dome [Chorus 2X] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Till Death Comes: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/5910.html Все тексты песен: Cypress Hill » Cypress Hill - Killa Hill » Cypress Hill - Get Out of My Head » Cypress Hill - Funk Freakers » Cypress Hill - A to the K » Cypress Hill - Once Again » Cypress Hill - Rock/Rap Superstar » Cypress Hill - Can`t Stop Won`t Stop » Cypress Hill - Red, Meth & B » Cypress Hill - Memories » Cypress Hill - Insane in the Brain » Cypress Hill - Amplified » Cypress Hill - (Goin` All Out) Nothin` to Lose » Cypress Hill - Hands on the Pump » Cypress Hill - Men of Steel » Cypress Hill - Case Closed » Cypress Hill - A to the K * » Cypress Hill - Rock/Rap SuperStar » Cypress Hill - Looking Through the Eye of a Pig » Cypress Hill - Stank Ass Hoe » Cypress Hill - Hand on the Pump Рекомендуем скачать: » Премьер-министр - Искорки » Пятилетка - ДАЛЕКО НА ЗАПАД » Премьер-министр - Два билета в лето » Пикник, Эдмунд Шклярский - Ночь » Песни из кинофильмов - Любовь и бедность » Петр Давыдов - Нас окружают миражи... » Пеп-си - Вовочка » Пеп-си - Диско » Планка - Палец-пистолет » Петр Климов - Мы станем стихами » Пропаганда - Стихи в метро » Планка - Всё, что нам осталось » Петр Климов - Дуэт Орландо и Розалинды (написано для спектакля Как Вам это понравится) » Петр Мамонов, Звуки МУ - Волкмэн » Премьер-министр - Чёрно-белый дождь » Петр Копытов - Я » Павел Максименко - Взгляд холодный телекамер... » Паскаль - Шелковая боль » Петр Федчун - Серенада » Пьер Нарцисс - Круче
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