Текст (слова) песни: Ludacris f Dolla Boi, Small World - Who Not Me

[Small World: repeat 4X]
Uhhuhh no way no how, get like blaow, blaow, blaow kapaow

[Ludacris - over Small World]
Yeah, you ever hear somebody sayin somethin
And you think they talking bout you, you not quite sho` knahmsayin
But it ain`t no way they talking bout you
Introducing the new members of Disturbing Tha Peace
Small World - from Norfolk, Dolla Boi - from Playaz Circle
Here we go what?

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, couldn`t be me, nah not me
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, couldn`t be me, nah not me

[Small World]
3, 2, 1 - what`s begun, is the start
but bitch we be saying we "we just getting started it since one"
Y`all been monitoring, pondering bout it
How bout I pull it out and kapaowee, I`ll heat `em up as hot as Maui
Big Small World, Norfolk is the gang, extended clip in the jeans
Put `em in a box like Bisquick
I`m a laker wit clips, get `em in the lake wit clips
Truth is ya a clipper with clips ain`t cha bitch
I`m bout my loot and dollars, I`ll shot you for looting dollars
But you lootless and dollarless, fuck it I shot for Luda n Dolla
I crash parties, blast with proposed toast
I`ma have a problem like Scrap, if you blabbin like show hosts
Muffle your damn lips, or there`ll be mixtures of blood and dandruff
If you don`t get my damn drift
Creep to ya grave and leak D.T. Piss
This yo` highness at his least tempered
Keep it pimpin` and watch

[Chorus]

[Dolla Boi]
I been having a bad day, the same ol shit
We don`t give a fuck about who you is
The same ol clique, and the same ol biz
The same ol flip , wit the same ol whip
The same 4-4, with the same ol clip
Half the bullets gone, the otha half you can get, bitch
R.I.P. Rick James "I`m rich beyotch!!"
You talkin` to much, nigga you a snitch bitch
And we don`t do it like that
We do 3 quarter drops and we bring a brick back, black
Don`t act get ya whole trap splat, ack
Unload `em reload `em, we back black
And when dem gats letting off
Red dots loud noises like planes taking off
Dolla Boi I got the game in a cross, make me bang at cha boss
For dem things coming soft, nigga

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Now if a bad bitch wants dick, then it`s dick I give her
Ludacris nigga, I stand and deliver
Never back down, won`t shake nor shiver
Fuck with me and get found in the Chattahoochee river
This 7 inch shank, will put a stop to his ticker
But shoties to the body make him drop much quicker
Yeah I appear to be a nice lil` nigga
Fuck with anything I love, I`m a stone cold killer
Eating off of `Sace, sleeping on chinchilla
8 figga nigga, I`m a multi milla
See me in the street, it can`t get no realer
Giving back to my hood with a pocket full of scrilla
My neighbors say my house can`t get no bigga
I do good ass bidness, with a bad ass temper
Please tell ya bitch, stop playing with my zipper
Or I`ll "brrrrr-stick her, ha ha-ha stick her!"

[Chorus]

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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: Ludacris f Dolla Boi, Small World - Who Not Me [Small World: repeat 4X] Uhhuhh no way no how, get like blaow, blaow, blaow kapaow [Ludacris - over Small World] Yeah, you ever hear somebody sayin somethin And you think they talking bout you, you not quite sho` knahmsayin But it ain`t no way they talking bout you Introducing the new members of Disturbing Tha Peace Small World - from Norfolk, Dolla Boi - from Playaz Circle Here we go what? [Chorus: repeat 2X] Who the fuck you talking to? Not me, couldn`t be me, nah not me Who the fuck you talking to? Not me, couldn`t be me, nah not me [Small World] 3, 2, 1 - what`s begun, is the start but bitch we be saying we "we just getting started it since one" Y`all been monitoring, pondering bout it How bout I pull it out and kapaowee, I`ll heat `em up as hot as Maui Big Small World, Norfolk is the gang, extended clip in the jeans Put `em in a box like Bisquick I`m a laker wit clips, get `em in the lake wit clips Truth is ya a clipper with clips ain`t cha bitch I`m bout my loot and dollars, I`ll shot you for looting dollars But you lootless and dollarless, fuck it I shot for Luda n Dolla I crash parties, blast with proposed toast I`ma have a problem like Scrap, if you blabbin like show hosts Muffle your damn lips, or there`ll be mixtures of blood and dandruff If you don`t get my damn drift Creep to ya grave and leak D.T. Piss This yo` highness at his least tempered Keep it pimpin` and watch [Chorus] [Dolla Boi] I been having a bad day, the same ol shit We don`t give a fuck about who you is The same ol clique, and the same ol biz The same ol flip , wit the same ol whip The same 4-4, with the same ol clip Half the bullets gone, the otha half you can get, bitch R.I.P. Rick James "I`m rich beyotch!!" You talkin` to much, nigga you a snitch bitch And we don`t do it like that We do 3 quarter drops and we bring a brick back, black Don`t act get ya whole trap splat, ack Unload `em reload `em, we back black And when dem gats letting off Red dots loud noises like planes taking off Dolla Boi I got the game in a cross, make me bang at cha boss For dem things coming soft, nigga [Chorus] [Ludacris] Oh, oh, oh, oh Now if a bad bitch wants dick, then it`s dick I give her Ludacris nigga, I stand and deliver Never back down, won`t shake nor shiver Fuck with me and get found in the Chattahoochee river This 7 inch shank, will put a stop to his ticker But shoties to the body make him drop much quicker Yeah I appear to be a nice lil` nigga Fuck with anything I love, I`m a stone cold killer Eating off of `Sace, sleeping on chinchilla 8 figga nigga, I`m a multi milla See me in the street, it can`t get no realer Giving back to my hood with a pocket full of scrilla My neighbors say my house can`t get no bigga I do good ass bidness, with a bad ass temper Please tell ya bitch, stop playing with my zipper Or I`ll "brrrrr-stick her, ha ha-ha stick her!" [Chorus] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Who Not Me: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/111/1/10484.html Все тексты песен: Ludacris f Dolla Boi, Small World » Ludacris f Dolla Boi, Small World - Who Not Me Рекомендуем скачать: » Галина Брусницына - Весна. Песенка » Григорий Дикштейн - На погосте (Из цикла Ваганты) » Георгий Дубенецкий - Романс Особенности национального горнолыжного отдыха » Геннадий Жаров - По белокаменной » Георгий Васильев - Сам собой тихонько хрупнул черенок... » Гайк Мкртчян - Долго спорили, про все забыв... » Геннадий Васильев - Баллада о неразделенной, а потом разделенной любви теоретического физика и пианистки, закончившейся » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Мышеловка » Григорий Дикштейн - Новогодняя » Григорий Дикштейн - (Из цикла Конармия) » Гулько Михаил - Почему ты замужем? » Геннадий Жуков - Из Шелли » Геннадий Чугуев - Лев » Голубые береты - Помнишь, мама » Геннадий Жуков - Дверной проём » Геннадий Жуков - Друзьям » Гиви Чрелашвили - Москва и Ленинград... » Григорий Дикштейн - Элегия » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Недобитые тела » Горячев Игорь - Птицы вольные
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