Текст (слова) песни: Jermaine Dupri f DMX, The Mad Rapper - Life in 1472

[DMX]
Grrrrrrr, grrrrr, grrr (Yeah)

Chorus: repeat 2X

To all my bitches in the spot lookin` real fly
An` all my niggas wit the corner locked gettin` high
An` all my playas world wide it`s just you and I
Getcha paper, getcha dough, getcha shit right

[Jermaine Dupri]
First off, y`all niggaz know I don`t slouch
An` as a kid I done did the shit you talkin about
I`m from the South, ya heard?
Where niggas fly birds outta Impalas
Live lavish
From ATL to Dallas an` the little palace
Goin once, goin twice, everyday, livin nice
In the grey wit the ice, makin money rollin dice
Livin the life, that y`all dream of
Puttin niggaz outta business like Sony did to Sega
You seen us, the green stuff
An nuttin` else that`s all I collect
I got the hots like the Lox - Money, Power and Respect
An` I can damn the check that any of y`all niggaz spit
I stay hittin, I ain`t bullshittin (he ain`t bullshittin)
Nigga, wit more glitta, than M.J.
It`s all pimp play, when it comes to me
An` y`all motherfuckers know how J.D. gets down
An` those who don`t it`s a new sheriff in town
Feel me now

Chorus x2

[Mad Rapper]
Yo, let me tell you were I`m at y`all
Shits kinda sad y`all
If you ride the buses or trains
Watch ya back ya`ll
Who think he stallin?
I still ain`t ballin
An` I got wild bills
An` a crowd that keeps callin
My dogs wanna hang (bark)
My bitches wanna bang
But it don`t mean a thang
When all you got is change
That`s why my women ain`t dimes
Not even close to nines
Sorta like fives and sixes
Wit scars and stiches
Type of bitches that spit in yo` face like Alomar
Broke hoes without a car
snatchin` fruit from salad bars
Which one of ya`ll come on, test me now
Me not goin` nowhere, you don`t impress me now
So next time you see me up in them clubs
I`m probably scemin`
While you at the bar
Brick hard and fiendin`
I wait for 4 o`clock when yo` drunk ass is leavin`
Cause I paid to get in
An` now I gotta pray teethin`

Chorus x2

[DMX]
Niggas goin` to parties
Thousand dollar shoes and jewels
You Begets what I be wantin` so I be bringin` the tool
Tryin` to snatch up all that ice that you came in
An` nigga D be flippin`, yeah, money, it`s the same shit
What you thought
Cause you bought
A joint
You might be able to creep a nigga
When he ain`t on point
An` I can see it in yo` eyes that you comin` closer than tryin`
An` every step you take brings yo` ass closer to dyin`
An` I don`t flow wit the dough
cause money comes and goes
Gimme the love of my thugs
Hoodrats and hoes, an` I`m good
Cause motherfucker I`m stayin in the hood
An` I`m gon` rip till I`m stiff like wood
You wishin` that you could
Keep it as real as me
An` you gon` know that the pain that you feel is me
When I get ill it be
Some next shit
Darkman, Motherfuckin X shit
Wreck shit
For respect bitch

Chorus x4

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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: Jermaine Dupri f DMX, The Mad Rapper - Life in 1472 [DMX] Grrrrrrr, grrrrr, grrr (Yeah) Chorus: repeat 2X To all my bitches in the spot lookin` real fly An` all my niggas wit the corner locked gettin` high An` all my playas world wide it`s just you and I Getcha paper, getcha dough, getcha shit right [Jermaine Dupri] First off, y`all niggaz know I don`t slouch An` as a kid I done did the shit you talkin about I`m from the South, ya heard? Where niggas fly birds outta Impalas Live lavish From ATL to Dallas an` the little palace Goin once, goin twice, everyday, livin nice In the grey wit the ice, makin money rollin dice Livin the life, that y`all dream of Puttin niggaz outta business like Sony did to Sega You seen us, the green stuff An nuttin` else that`s all I collect I got the hots like the Lox - Money, Power and Respect An` I can damn the check that any of y`all niggaz spit I stay hittin, I ain`t bullshittin (he ain`t bullshittin) Nigga, wit more glitta, than M.J. It`s all pimp play, when it comes to me An` y`all motherfuckers know how J.D. gets down An` those who don`t it`s a new sheriff in town Feel me now Chorus x2 [Mad Rapper] Yo, let me tell you were I`m at y`all Shits kinda sad y`all If you ride the buses or trains Watch ya back ya`ll Who think he stallin? I still ain`t ballin An` I got wild bills An` a crowd that keeps callin My dogs wanna hang (bark) My bitches wanna bang But it don`t mean a thang When all you got is change That`s why my women ain`t dimes Not even close to nines Sorta like fives and sixes Wit scars and stiches Type of bitches that spit in yo` face like Alomar Broke hoes without a car snatchin` fruit from salad bars Which one of ya`ll come on, test me now Me not goin` nowhere, you don`t impress me now So next time you see me up in them clubs I`m probably scemin` While you at the bar Brick hard and fiendin` I wait for 4 o`clock when yo` drunk ass is leavin` Cause I paid to get in An` now I gotta pray teethin` Chorus x2 [DMX] Niggas goin` to parties Thousand dollar shoes and jewels You Begets what I be wantin` so I be bringin` the tool Tryin` to snatch up all that ice that you came in An` nigga D be flippin`, yeah, money, it`s the same shit What you thought Cause you bought A joint You might be able to creep a nigga When he ain`t on point An` I can see it in yo` eyes that you comin` closer than tryin` An` every step you take brings yo` ass closer to dyin` An` I don`t flow wit the dough cause money comes and goes Gimme the love of my thugs Hoodrats and hoes, an` I`m good Cause motherfucker I`m stayin in the hood An` I`m gon` rip till I`m stiff like wood You wishin` that you could Keep it as real as me An` you gon` know that the pain that you feel is me When I get ill it be Some next shit Darkman, Motherfuckin X shit Wreck shit For respect bitch Chorus x4 Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Life in 1472: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/109/1/8219.html Все тексты песен: Jermaine Dupri f DMX, The Mad Rapper » Jermaine Dupri f DMX, The Mad Rapper - Get Your Shit Right » Jermaine Dupri f DMX, The Mad Rapper - Life in 1472 Рекомендуем скачать: » Владимир Высоцкий - Песня Гогера-Могера (для спектакля Турандот, или Конгресс обелителей) » Вадим Казаченко - Судьба » Владимир Москвин - Зайка » Владимир Высоцкий - Летчик » Василий Солкин - Робинзоны русских островов » Виктор Дурицын - Встреча » Владимир Туриянский - Снега баюкают торосы на Шпицбергене... » Визбор Юрий - Не сразу все устроилось » Владимир Высоцкий - Камнем грусть весит на мне... » Вика Цыганова - Церковь белая » Владимир Высоцкий - Благодать или благословение » Воскресенье, Константин Никольский - Кто виноват » Валерий Червяков - Возвращение » Владимир Высоцкий - Антисемиты » Валерий Меладзе - Не тревожь мне душу, скрипка » Валерий Зайцев - Серый ангел » Владимир Каденко - Стояла Луна, как Христос... » Владимир Высоцкий - А мы живем в мертвящей пустоте... » Вадим Егоров - Одиночество » Владимир Васильев - Последняя попытка стать счастливым...
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