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Текст (слова) песни: Fiend - What Cha Mean



[fiend]

What up out there kenfo

This be fiend coming at like this here here

I brought a couple of my people with me

Fiend, mac, soulja slim, kane and abel

A couple of no limit soldiers to help me out with this here

Chorus

What cha mean, mean, heard about

Soldiers got some daily clout

Slangin in the dirty south

What we really worried about x2

[soulja slim]

(peep this shit) I know you heard about this nigga from the 3rd

Raw, then a uncut bird with bad tempers and bad nerves

Serve, dope to a dope fiend gotta get more cream

Than the rest of the dealers

Every nigga that I fuck with gotta be from killas

Fill up in this shit, that was ever smokin, you can catch me smokin

On some shit that will have me broken, (cough cough),

Im so high, I can ride, barely need to slug some dealing

No optimos, no keep moving, fuck it, pass the feeling

Real niggas feel me, cause Im bout as real as it get

Son or stranger, no love for that studio shit

All my little partners gone, Ill be damned if I g-o

But if I do Ill grab my gun shoot like and pull let em know

Chorus x2

[kane & abel]

You know Im from the ghetto, hit the glock

And pop my shots clean up your block

Red beam, maintain my aim, bullet holes in your brain

When I stop that motherfucking clock, kane

Usual suspect, down south niggas bout respect

Choppin off slugs like a mailman in a corvette

Like the weed when I lower my tek

Niggas is seeking, pump down like bricks, in the trunk of the 626

Is something you hate cause your boy

Just got flipped, ak with a strong clip

In the hood I bust you with the tank,

In the pen I trust you with the shank

My mind go blank, Im a soldier smokin dank

All the way to the motherfucking bank

Chorus x2

[mac]

Now what yall mean, niggas on my team

They all about the cream

And my enemies, we take it to the street

To get the green, knowa mean

Came here with slim, mac and fiend

I still scream woah!

In the drop where my nigga walk

Runnin from the cop who was trying to meet his quota

Im young and Im black, Im a soldier

So he thinking Im slanging that baking soda

You aint heard about, nigga from that dirty south

Where the po-pos scout

Everybody, everybody that knows what your bout

Wont leave your house

Cause at night, nigga freaks come out

Grab your gat with that extra clip cause if you catch us slippin

You might connect the grip

Shots there cut up strip bout a couple of ship

Like the peoples in summertime agent trip

Lets take a trip to the land where the niggas

Do the murderman dance on their enemies

And fake niggas pretend to be a, they be them friends of me

Woah, slow your roll and daddy Im camoflauged

Im psycho warden I stay on my guard and bitch I never die

Chorus x2

[fiend]

What the world dont know is Im a hurt

A soldier without a pause

Im prayin about cause, break jaws and all laws

My bullet scars didnt heal, my tatoos reveal

Bout to ride explain a million of hostile

The burn feels like almost a step from death

Fuck spending lives, I barely leave a minute of breath

Im set, families with teks, release my stress in thier chest

Wouldnt know where Id be without my God and my vest

Killers, we the best fuck all the rest, here hit the cess

Snort, cmon the test

With the charge the best, cause I open your chest

God bless, I made my way back so I can say that

Me too whatever, should have known that fiend believe in payback

Do it for haystacks, me, slim, twins, and mac

Gotta attack, with the jest to ask, deftly in the act

I doubt that, Im strange cause Im with the right change

After soldier consediration, Im the live range

Chorus x4

 

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