Текст (слова) песни: Jadakiss f Styles, Sheek - Kiss Tha Game Goodbye

[Styles]
It`s sorta like the Holy Trinity...
I`ma say...
I say it`s like three different guns you fuckin faggots
Get shot three different ways
Matter fact, make that six different ways
Gun in each hand bitch
None of y`all betta
[Primo scratch twice]-- Jadakiss-- "Aint none of y`all betta"
If it is name it
We`ll squash you, ASAP, feel it

All I know, niggas give me all my dough
Like Boston George comin through with all my blow
Right now I`m tryin to charter a jet
Fuck this hit the Panama Canal and get a harder connect
Step on your toes, mess with your hoes, shoot up your mans
Come through the block tryin to screw up your plans
Cuz I still rob niggas for coke
Understand I`m the first one they call when they gettin the dope
I`m the one who prick your finger when they give you the oath
I`m the one who made the hit when they bring you the toast
Like Pacino and DeNiro `cept they call me Paniro
Sad Styles still spin that arrow, fuck it
Like the boss of New York, you know how I feel
Kill a motherfucker cuz a corpse don`t talk [no doubt]
Sixteen in the joint wit one in the head
If the bullets had legs have them run in your head, bitch

[Primo scratches]--- Jadakiss- "aint none of y`all betta..."
Sonja Blade- "what y`all know about..." Styles P- " put in my work..."
Sheek- "on the block..."
Jadakiss- "aint none if y`all betta..." Styles P- "but you know it`s all real..."
Tef and Billy Danze- "Is it real? Yeah son!"
Jadakiss- "aint none of y`all betta..." Sonja Blade- "what y`all know about..."
Styles P- "put in my work..." Sheek--- "on the block..."
Jadakiss- "aint none of y`all betta..." Styles P- "bet you know it`s all real..."
Tef and Billy Danze- "Is it real? Yeah son!"
Jadakiss- "aint none of y`all betta..."

[Sheek]
Let`s get it poppin my nigga
Load the tech up and go shoppin my nigga
and I don`t mean the mall or no Gucci store
You know what the fuck I want, bricks of raw
and I`m too old to make less than a hundred a year
If it means wavin the hammer and leavin you there
If it means grabbin your kids out daycare
Somebody losin a seed, pay or bleed
It`s Sheek Louch, I aint got no heart
I shoot broad daylight right in front of the mark
I put 28 holes through the icy car
Fuck around, like the God won`t squeeze
If I don`t see the badge I`m clappin the D`s
LOX motherfucker, the OX motherfucker
The reason why you shouldn`t cop drops motherfucker
Like it`s something for me to shoot your pops motherfucker, what

[Primo scratches]

[Jadakiss]
Ayo the dopes and the rice, the cokes and the pyrex
over the stove and I`m bout to hit it with the ice
Runners love to pump the bomb
They know no fair ones, now niggas`ll jump they moms
You god, minus the 12 disciples
I pop up, all you see is shells and rifles
If I don`t like you, I`ma kill you not fight you
I bite a little piece of your ear off like Mike do
and everybody gon` follow me now
Down eighth and an oozie mahogany brown
Faggots want you to kill `em in a hurry
It fucks me up, like they aint got no money to get buried
You could flip, I`ll survive m`kay, motherfucker
In my block still doin twenty-five a day
Know you work out, chest and your back all nice
But the twelve gauge`ll have your six pack on ice, what?

[Primo scratches]

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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: Jadakiss f Styles, Sheek - Kiss Tha Game Goodbye [Styles] It`s sorta like the Holy Trinity... I`ma say... I say it`s like three different guns you fuckin faggots Get shot three different ways Matter fact, make that six different ways Gun in each hand bitch None of y`all betta [Primo scratch twice]-- Jadakiss-- "Aint none of y`all betta" If it is name it We`ll squash you, ASAP, feel it All I know, niggas give me all my dough Like Boston George comin through with all my blow Right now I`m tryin to charter a jet Fuck this hit the Panama Canal and get a harder connect Step on your toes, mess with your hoes, shoot up your mans Come through the block tryin to screw up your plans Cuz I still rob niggas for coke Understand I`m the first one they call when they gettin the dope I`m the one who prick your finger when they give you the oath I`m the one who made the hit when they bring you the toast Like Pacino and DeNiro `cept they call me Paniro Sad Styles still spin that arrow, fuck it Like the boss of New York, you know how I feel Kill a motherfucker cuz a corpse don`t talk [no doubt] Sixteen in the joint wit one in the head If the bullets had legs have them run in your head, bitch [Primo scratches]--- Jadakiss- "aint none of y`all betta..." Sonja Blade- "what y`all know about..." Styles P- " put in my work..." Sheek- "on the block..." Jadakiss- "aint none if y`all betta..." Styles P- "but you know it`s all real..." Tef and Billy Danze- "Is it real? Yeah son!" Jadakiss- "aint none of y`all betta..." Sonja Blade- "what y`all know about..." Styles P- "put in my work..." Sheek--- "on the block..." Jadakiss- "aint none of y`all betta..." Styles P- "bet you know it`s all real..." Tef and Billy Danze- "Is it real? Yeah son!" Jadakiss- "aint none of y`all betta..." [Sheek] Let`s get it poppin my nigga Load the tech up and go shoppin my nigga and I don`t mean the mall or no Gucci store You know what the fuck I want, bricks of raw and I`m too old to make less than a hundred a year If it means wavin the hammer and leavin you there If it means grabbin your kids out daycare Somebody losin a seed, pay or bleed It`s Sheek Louch, I aint got no heart I shoot broad daylight right in front of the mark I put 28 holes through the icy car Fuck around, like the God won`t squeeze If I don`t see the badge I`m clappin the D`s LOX motherfucker, the OX motherfucker The reason why you shouldn`t cop drops motherfucker Like it`s something for me to shoot your pops motherfucker, what [Primo scratches] [Jadakiss] Ayo the dopes and the rice, the cokes and the pyrex over the stove and I`m bout to hit it with the ice Runners love to pump the bomb They know no fair ones, now niggas`ll jump they moms You god, minus the 12 disciples I pop up, all you see is shells and rifles If I don`t like you, I`ma kill you not fight you I bite a little piece of your ear off like Mike do and everybody gon` follow me now Down eighth and an oozie mahogany brown Faggots want you to kill `em in a hurry It fucks me up, like they aint got no money to get buried You could flip, I`ll survive m`kay, motherfucker In my block still doin twenty-five a day Know you work out, chest and your back all nice But the twelve gauge`ll have your six pack on ice, what? [Primo scratches] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Kiss Tha Game Goodbye: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/109/1/9242.html Все тексты песен: Jadakiss f Styles, Sheek » Jadakiss f Styles, Sheek - None of Y`all Betta » Jadakiss f Styles, Sheek - Kiss Tha Game Goodbye Рекомендуем скачать: » Олег Газманов - Мне не нравится дождь » Огонек Катя - Чёрное-чёрное море » Ольга Залесская - Медведица в ковше... » Олег Митяев - Я приду к тебе один, и с утра... » Ольга Левковская - Дорожная » Ольга Ясюкович - Снегодень » Ольга Аникина - (Весенние мелодии) » Ольга Залесская - Я повенчана с глупой молвою... » Ольга Запрудина - Г.Васильеву, А.Иващенко » Олег Щетников - Песня порванных струн » Ольга Арефьева (Ковчег) - Площадь Ильича » Ольга Афраймович - Песня » Ольга Орлова - Выше неба » Ольга Арефьева (Ковчег) - Не знаю я (Говорю сама с собой) » О.Газманов - Камень на дороге » Олег Медведев - Вальс гемоглобин » Олег Лубягин - Aere perennius » Ольга Залесская - Кто-то постучал и убежал... » Олег Газманов - Вот и лето прошло » Олег Щетников - А, в общем, все не так уж плохо...
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