Текст (слова) песни: Dru Down f The Luniz - Fools From the Streets

(Verse 1: Numskull)
I`ma hustla to the heart, pardon me dolly
I mastered the dice large, and even three card molly
Slappin bozo nigga`s for twenty bucks a rock
Plus I slang mad rocks on the spot, FUCK THE COPS
Now I`m on the ball, cause it`s all good in the hood
I`m glad as fuck, dropped outta school because I hate math and stuff
Lay low, runnin off my pager, can`t press my luck
STINGY AS FUCK, wit my bucks like Scrooge McDuck
NOBODY COULD, stop the operation stackola
Get back roller, you can`t fuck wit this crackola
Because I got the carribean, plates just like a nubian
Happy so the five-0 won`t jack me
Fuck the jail shit, it`s corny
BITCHES KNOW I`m HORNY
The nigga`s that I hang wit got crew cause life is corny
We precieve the gat to the end so that you know
Shit I pull more bitches then menaudo
Let me quit, the nigga`s on the spot wanna take me out
DRIVE BY MS.DAISY, to raise me, and take me plot
I got ya duckem, don`t slip for nobody(fuck em!)
Schemes gettin thought up, I`m never gettin caught up
Keepin my pockets so fat, swift on my feet
Sayin I`m out to the fools that`s on my street

(Verse 2: Yukmouth)
Well it`s the CRAP SHOOTER
Love to hit the fat buddah sack, and you know that
My crew comes together like ?????
Raised in the ghetto`s of OAKLAND
Had dope in my pocket, servin knocks in the open
Walked close, and door close when I was on the night shift
Got a few indictments, day to day excitements out my life quift
Rollin in my cousins big K-5
Holy moly, I stay high by drinkin 40`s
Had roly poly dice in my pocket for the school house crap game
I had a DANGLE ROLL, sometimes I wanna STRANGLE HO`S
But I scoop em like a spoon full of cereal
Never ate a trick cause that`s for kids duke you hear me though
But rigger though, never was rigor-mortis so face it
Pocket`s on fat like a Jenny Craig patient, IT AIN`T SHIT
But a come up, when I roll up on they knock
Fuck pops, I gotta have my props
I`m runnin shit like FLO JO
Never fucked a HOBO
But I got my DICK SUCKED
Now she`s got the HICCUPS
I wakes up, move a ???head if ya dangle
I`m down, you`ll fuck around and get ya neck strangled
To swing a sell, and chop rocks to the whole dim sprayer
Cause what I got will make ya sing a song like the Gap band
Likes ta DANGLE MUTHAFUCKA`S OUT THEY CASH LIKE A SHISTA

(Verse 3: Dru Down)
Well I`m the sickest, wickedst nigga you`d wanna be
A damn fool from the streets, killin enemies
And as I`m sleepin in my street I`m havin nightmares
I`m FULLY PREPARED, AND FULLY AWARED
And strapped wit the armorgauge
And as a nigga wakes up, I`m havin thoughts of a murder scene
Robbery, OOHHH, I had to hit the streets
FEELIN, FEELIN, I like the fuckin smell of some flesh
KILLIN, KILLIN, I like to put a whole lot in yo chest
A maniac, runnin down the streets in the ghetto
I see a limo, a white man in tuxedo
Tryna be slick, BUT HE`S A TASK
Knowin damn well he wouldn`t catch me, I`m too fast
Cause I will bust a gauge or two,
`Rupt the fuckin living rooms
And If I had to getway, I`ll find another place to stay
Cause I`ma slick, quick nigga you can`t fuck wit
A brotha from the gutter doin dirt, AND I LOVE IT
Afterwards, I`m chokin like a damn fool
Smokin on the blunt, a yabba, dabba, fuckin do
Cause I`m luni like the luni fuckin tunes
I need to go snatch a purse so I can rent a room
SOMEBODY JUMPIN OUT THE BUSHES WIT A STRAP Y`ALL
Checkin everything except the shit in yo drawers, y`all
I know ???? is sweepin nigga`s off they feet
A murderize killer, sick fool from the street, yeah

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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: Dru Down f The Luniz - Fools From the Streets (Verse 1: Numskull) I`ma hustla to the heart, pardon me dolly I mastered the dice large, and even three card molly Slappin bozo nigga`s for twenty bucks a rock Plus I slang mad rocks on the spot, FUCK THE COPS Now I`m on the ball, cause it`s all good in the hood I`m glad as fuck, dropped outta school because I hate math and stuff Lay low, runnin off my pager, can`t press my luck STINGY AS FUCK, wit my bucks like Scrooge McDuck NOBODY COULD, stop the operation stackola Get back roller, you can`t fuck wit this crackola Because I got the carribean, plates just like a nubian Happy so the five-0 won`t jack me Fuck the jail shit, it`s corny BITCHES KNOW I`m HORNY The nigga`s that I hang wit got crew cause life is corny We precieve the gat to the end so that you know Shit I pull more bitches then menaudo Let me quit, the nigga`s on the spot wanna take me out DRIVE BY MS.DAISY, to raise me, and take me plot I got ya duckem, don`t slip for nobody(fuck em!) Schemes gettin thought up, I`m never gettin caught up Keepin my pockets so fat, swift on my feet Sayin I`m out to the fools that`s on my street (Verse 2: Yukmouth) Well it`s the CRAP SHOOTER Love to hit the fat buddah sack, and you know that My crew comes together like ????? Raised in the ghetto`s of OAKLAND Had dope in my pocket, servin knocks in the open Walked close, and door close when I was on the night shift Got a few indictments, day to day excitements out my life quift Rollin in my cousins big K-5 Holy moly, I stay high by drinkin 40`s Had roly poly dice in my pocket for the school house crap game I had a DANGLE ROLL, sometimes I wanna STRANGLE HO`S But I scoop em like a spoon full of cereal Never ate a trick cause that`s for kids duke you hear me though But rigger though, never was rigor-mortis so face it Pocket`s on fat like a Jenny Craig patient, IT AIN`T SHIT But a come up, when I roll up on they knock Fuck pops, I gotta have my props I`m runnin shit like FLO JO Never fucked a HOBO But I got my DICK SUCKED Now she`s got the HICCUPS I wakes up, move a ???head if ya dangle I`m down, you`ll fuck around and get ya neck strangled To swing a sell, and chop rocks to the whole dim sprayer Cause what I got will make ya sing a song like the Gap band Likes ta DANGLE MUTHAFUCKA`S OUT THEY CASH LIKE A SHISTA (Verse 3: Dru Down) Well I`m the sickest, wickedst nigga you`d wanna be A damn fool from the streets, killin enemies And as I`m sleepin in my street I`m havin nightmares I`m FULLY PREPARED, AND FULLY AWARED And strapped wit the armorgauge And as a nigga wakes up, I`m havin thoughts of a murder scene Robbery, OOHHH, I had to hit the streets FEELIN, FEELIN, I like the fuckin smell of some flesh KILLIN, KILLIN, I like to put a whole lot in yo chest A maniac, runnin down the streets in the ghetto I see a limo, a white man in tuxedo Tryna be slick, BUT HE`S A TASK Knowin damn well he wouldn`t catch me, I`m too fast Cause I will bust a gauge or two, `Rupt the fuckin living rooms And If I had to getway, I`ll find another place to stay Cause I`ma slick, quick nigga you can`t fuck wit A brotha from the gutter doin dirt, AND I LOVE IT Afterwards, I`m chokin like a damn fool Smokin on the blunt, a yabba, dabba, fuckin do Cause I`m luni like the luni fuckin tunes I need to go snatch a purse so I can rent a room SOMEBODY JUMPIN OUT THE BUSHES WIT A STRAP Y`ALL Checkin everything except the shit in yo drawers, y`all I know ???? is sweepin nigga`s off they feet A murderize killer, sick fool from the street, yeah Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Fools From the Streets: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/14278.html Все тексты песен: Dru Down f The Luniz » Dru Down f The Luniz - Freaks Come Out » Dru Down f The Luniz - Fools From the Streets » Dru Down f The Luniz - Hoo Ride Рекомендуем скачать: » Роберт Александров - Сыну посвящается » Раиса Нурмухаметова - А знаете, Вы непристойно красивы... » Раиса Нурмухаметова - На третьей справа от луны » Р”РјРёС‚СЂРёР№ Р‘РёР»Р°РЅ - РЎРїР°СЃРёР±Рѕ РўРµР±Рµ » Рада и Терновник - Завтра начнется солнечный день » Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ 312 - Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ-С‚РѕС‡РєР° » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Рогатка » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Третий год (бейби, третий год) » Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ 312 - Р’РµСЃРЅР° » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Чикаго » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - РЇР±Р»РѕРЅРµРІС‹Р№ Р’РµС‡РµСЂ » Розенбаум Александр - ЖЕРЕБЁНОК » РВСН - Ни слова о любви » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - РџРµС‡Р°Р»СЊРЅС‹Р№ Р’РµС‚РµСЂ » Раиса Абельская - Возок » Раиса Нурмухаметова - В эту ночь, как в ту, не уснуть... » Розенбаум Александр - ЛИГОВКА » Руки Вверх - Ай, ай, ай девчонка » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - РўРµС‡РµС‚ Р СѓС‡РµР№ » Раиса Нурмухаметова - О, здравствуй, мужчина
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