Текст (слова) песни: E 40 - Dey Ain`t No

Zapp IV beneath the ashtray woofers in the back
Water in the duals make loud glass pack
Gold tippytoes without a liquor crown
Bought a set of vogues and left the stickers on
Seven grand worth a buck for the trunks
Paid cash all ones
Some old bitch came up to me and said "What`s the latest bro?"
I said "I`m tryin to have more chips than Las Vegas hoe"
She said "Can I roll with you? I get the dicks hard"
I said, "You can work the strips and on my boulevard"
"How much would I make?" I said, "Mega
Just bring me back my scrill scratch paper"
Heart heart money money street street hustle
Sex, drugs, smuggle, bubble
Horns, dialin, speakers, subbin
Sound just like the inside of a club-bin
How many times could a Conrad come so buttery?
Always on to` back have people lovin me
Alcoholic drunk that ain`t no gimmick B
I`m always in and out the Betty Ford clinic see
Drunk paraphenalia cream butterscotch
Illegal like a garbage of hover rocks
Workin off my pager you know the ropes I`m makin that
cabbage cornbread like Oprah
Diamond satch-uels from ja-fuckin-hoe
Pose just like a pimp smokin a honey blunt
In a Major Way I tried to told ya
Niggaz have my shit fucked back in the days but now they know a
Sold a bunch of units underground
They was bumpin Save a Hoe in every town
Rumor has it that I died I got smoked main
But I`m alive, they was talkin about somebody else main
*chorus*
We say dem niggaz P.H.
But dey really ain`t knowin, dey ain`t no
Me rather stack more papes
And steady get to bubblin, yeah fo` sho`
Revenues, on my mind
I can`t hold back, now`s the time
Bust a dope addict crack fiend in the jaw
Fool had his spook on tried to steal my car
Da Bay, where hoes be janky, sheist
And niggaz, do so much dirt we got lice
Prices, go up and down like a teeter-totter
Filthy shit, ring around the collar
Just the other day I heard a Bootsy nigga shout
"Man that nigga don`t be doin all that damn shit he talk about"
Fools think they know me think they got me figured out
But nigga... nigga?!!
I plays this shit for bread and meat
So nigga if you feel froggish leap
I don`t smoke dog food sherm loop or snow
But I leave a trail of beadies everywhere I go
So tell a friend like Alpha Beta
I`m gonna get it like T.C. the money maker, I know you`re with it
Mayday mayday, unexplained object comin your way
Breaker breaker it`s E-40 bitches call me the ahh
ballin ass, tight clean talkin Big Willer
Money hungry, penny pinchin stingy nigga
On the sc-rilla, always on the go-getter
Scoop a baitch and we can split her
*chorus*
Me have no time for de bullshiters (4X)

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» E 40 - Outta Bounds
» E 40 - To Da Beat
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» E 40 - Every Year
» E 40 - Nuttin` Ass Nigga
» E 40 - My Hoodlums And My Thugz
» E 40 - Record Haters
» E 40 - Spittin`
» E 40 - Lieutenant Roast A Botch
» E 40 - Ballin` outta Control
» E 40 - It`s On on Sight


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: E 40 - Dey Ain`t No Zapp IV beneath the ashtray woofers in the back Water in the duals make loud glass pack Gold tippytoes without a liquor crown Bought a set of vogues and left the stickers on Seven grand worth a buck for the trunks Paid cash all ones Some old bitch came up to me and said "What`s the latest bro?" I said "I`m tryin to have more chips than Las Vegas hoe" She said "Can I roll with you? I get the dicks hard" I said, "You can work the strips and on my boulevard" "How much would I make?" I said, "Mega Just bring me back my scrill scratch paper" Heart heart money money street street hustle Sex, drugs, smuggle, bubble Horns, dialin, speakers, subbin Sound just like the inside of a club-bin How many times could a Conrad come so buttery? Always on to` back have people lovin me Alcoholic drunk that ain`t no gimmick B I`m always in and out the Betty Ford clinic see Drunk paraphenalia cream butterscotch Illegal like a garbage of hover rocks Workin off my pager you know the ropes I`m makin that cabbage cornbread like Oprah Diamond satch-uels from ja-fuckin-hoe Pose just like a pimp smokin a honey blunt In a Major Way I tried to told ya Niggaz have my shit fucked back in the days but now they know a Sold a bunch of units underground They was bumpin Save a Hoe in every town Rumor has it that I died I got smoked main But I`m alive, they was talkin about somebody else main chorus We say dem niggaz P.H. But dey really ain`t knowin, dey ain`t no Me rather stack more papes And steady get to bubblin, yeah fo` sho` Revenues, on my mind I can`t hold back, now`s the time Bust a dope addict crack fiend in the jaw Fool had his spook on tried to steal my car Da Bay, where hoes be janky, sheist And niggaz, do so much dirt we got lice Prices, go up and down like a teeter-totter Filthy shit, ring around the collar Just the other day I heard a Bootsy nigga shout "Man that nigga don`t be doin all that damn shit he talk about" Fools think they know me think they got me figured out But nigga... nigga?!! I plays this shit for bread and meat So nigga if you feel froggish leap I don`t smoke dog food sherm loop or snow But I leave a trail of beadies everywhere I go So tell a friend like Alpha Beta I`m gonna get it like T.C. the money maker, I know you`re with it Mayday mayday, unexplained object comin your way Breaker breaker it`s E-40 bitches call me the ahh ballin ass, tight clean talkin Big Willer Money hungry, penny pinchin stingy nigga On the sc-rilla, always on the go-getter Scoop a baitch and we can split her chorus Me have no time for de bullshiters (4X) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Dey Ain`t No: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/104/1/10058.html Все тексты песен: E 40 » E 40 - One More Gen » E 40 - Million Dollar Spot » E 40 - Sideways » E 40 - My Drinking Club » E 40 - Broccoli » E 40 - Things`ll Never Change » E 40 - Dump bust blast » E 40 - Come On » E 40 - 999 999 + $1= A Mealticket » E 40 - Outta Bounds » E 40 - To Da Beat » E 40 - Jump My Bone » E 40 - Every Year » E 40 - Nuttin` Ass Nigga » E 40 - My Hoodlums And My Thugz » E 40 - Record Haters » E 40 - Spittin` » E 40 - Lieutenant Roast A Botch » E 40 - Ballin` outta Control » E 40 - It`s On on Sight Рекомендуем скачать: » Юрий Ильченко - Друзья, гитара и вино » Юлия Поливанова - Все, что осталось мне... » Юрий Лоза - Осыпаются надежды (Осень) » Юлий Ким - Памяти Высоцкого » Юрий Визбор - Песня о цирке » Ю.Началова - Летние каникулы » Юлия Поливанова - Февральская песенка » Юрий Визбор - Если я заболею, к врачам обращаться не стану... » Юрий Визбор - Белая земля » Юрий Визбор - Да обойдут тебя лавины » Юрий Визбор - Три минуты тишины » Юрий Панюшкин - Белые снега » Юрий Нестеренко - Всем воздастся по вере, но не по их... » Юрий Нестеренко - Отчасти автобиографический сонет » Юлия Шелест - Беглец » Юрий Зыков - Тургояк » Юрий Лорес - Потому что стихи иногда порождают стихи... » Юрий Визбор - Солнце за гору заходит » Юрий Визбор - Босанова » Юрий Нестеренко - Ни к чему волочить непосильную кладь...
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