Текст (слова) песни: Lil` Wayne - Bloodline

[Verse 1]
The streets make the hustlas
Hustlas make the world go round
The world is made of keys, ounces and pounds
The keys, ounces and pounds is made from hustlas
See how shit come back round for ya
Gotta cop it, chop it and cook it
See how shit come back round for ya
Gotta kick in the oven now watch it bubble
And you can knock on my door
But you can`t knock the hustle
But I- it`s like a game of twenty-one and I got nineteen
And my Jake but I put more `d` on me
Lil Weezy Wee gon eat that`s how it is
Got insurance on the floor man I`m that positive
And I`m shaggy in the saggy lens
Me an my squad in the paddy wagon tally Benz
And you know I put the mags on that
.45 mack with the flash on that
Who want it
Everybody sing along

[Hook x2]
Now I`ma ride cuz I got riding in my bloodline
And I`ma shine cuz I got shining in my bloodline
I get that dough cuz I got hustle in my bloodline
I play concrete

[Verse 2]
And when I move, I move out with the raw
I move out with the squad
To his album we ride we so mob
I throw lives and lowest to live
For my loaf of bread the people`s player
I did what the culture said
And I live by the coast of Nostre Cid
Fuck around I`ll knock your shoulder from your head
Get it right I`m a soldier till I`m dead
This kid is white with buttonholes inside that bled
I`m pumping o`s with lots of hay
I`m so high and really I don`t even know why
And oh I just go buy a whole house
And lay my mat down lay her back down
But I never put my mack down
You see the thug in me
You know Weezy he the young son of Bubba-B
Buy my basketball shorts with a thunder B
If you want it then come to me
I`m right here

[Hook x2]

[Verse 3]
I`m G`d up
Only follow the code of the streets
Live bad to die good
Know how to move when hustling by the days with no food
But just so I can eat
And ain`t it a bitch
And if you see me getting fat I`m probably getting rich
And you probably can see me for some crack before six
And after that it`s all bricks
A fake and my palm is wrapped around this eight
And my arm because the dirty south is straight Vietnam
I skate with the bomb
I`m asking you don`t play with me at all
Shots hit your ass and make three of y`all
It`ll take three of y`all to fill one of my shoeprints
Cuz I did and do shit that`s better than new shit
Fit for two clips
The kid is a nuisance
Awww man, he`s inspired by his own gangsta music
And the Blueprint
Cruising through stoop with the ewe lit
like ooh shit this is more than weed, it`s 500 Degreez

[Hook x2]

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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: Lil` Wayne - Bloodline [Verse 1] The streets make the hustlas Hustlas make the world go round The world is made of keys, ounces and pounds The keys, ounces and pounds is made from hustlas See how shit come back round for ya Gotta cop it, chop it and cook it See how shit come back round for ya Gotta kick in the oven now watch it bubble And you can knock on my door But you can`t knock the hustle But I- it`s like a game of twenty-one and I got nineteen And my Jake but I put more `d` on me Lil Weezy Wee gon eat that`s how it is Got insurance on the floor man I`m that positive And I`m shaggy in the saggy lens Me an my squad in the paddy wagon tally Benz And you know I put the mags on that .45 mack with the flash on that Who want it Everybody sing along [Hook x2] Now I`ma ride cuz I got riding in my bloodline And I`ma shine cuz I got shining in my bloodline I get that dough cuz I got hustle in my bloodline I play concrete [Verse 2] And when I move, I move out with the raw I move out with the squad To his album we ride we so mob I throw lives and lowest to live For my loaf of bread the people`s player I did what the culture said And I live by the coast of Nostre Cid Fuck around I`ll knock your shoulder from your head Get it right I`m a soldier till I`m dead This kid is white with buttonholes inside that bled I`m pumping o`s with lots of hay I`m so high and really I don`t even know why And oh I just go buy a whole house And lay my mat down lay her back down But I never put my mack down You see the thug in me You know Weezy he the young son of Bubba-B Buy my basketball shorts with a thunder B If you want it then come to me I`m right here [Hook x2] [Verse 3] I`m G`d up Only follow the code of the streets Live bad to die good Know how to move when hustling by the days with no food But just so I can eat And ain`t it a bitch And if you see me getting fat I`m probably getting rich And you probably can see me for some crack before six And after that it`s all bricks A fake and my palm is wrapped around this eight And my arm because the dirty south is straight Vietnam I skate with the bomb I`m asking you don`t play with me at all Shots hit your ass and make three of y`all It`ll take three of y`all to fill one of my shoeprints Cuz I did and do shit that`s better than new shit Fit for two clips The kid is a nuisance Awww man, he`s inspired by his own gangsta music And the Blueprint Cruising through stoop with the ewe lit like ooh shit this is more than weed, it`s 500 Degreez [Hook x2] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Bloodline: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/111/1/41.html Все тексты песен: Lil` Wayne » Lil` Wayne - Let`s Go » Lil` Wayne - You Want War » Lil` Wayne - Grown Man » Lil` Wayne - Whatcha Wanna Do » Lil` Wayne - Drop it Like it`s Hot » Lil` Wayne - F*** You » Lil` Wayne - Not Like Me » Lil` Wayne - Get That Dough » Lil` Wayne - Shorty Bounce » Lil` Wayne - Everything » Lil` Wayne - Fuck Wit Me Now » Lil` Wayne - Jump Jiggy » Lil` Wayne - Look At Me » Lil` Wayne - The Block Is Hot » Lil` Wayne - Lil One » Lil` Wayne - Young Playa » Lil` Wayne - Come On » Lil` Wayne - Everything » Lil` Wayne - Calling Me Killer » Lil` Wayne - Lovely Рекомендуем скачать: » Ляпис Трубецкой - Раинька » Ломо - Этажи » Ляпис Трубецкой - Облака » Лика - Без тебя » Лакмус - Зови меня Джинн » Лилия Исмагилова - Ну что ж, давай передохнем... » Любэ - Давай за » Леонид Ваксман - Создателя хуля семя... » Леонид Коронов - Жил-был у бабушки, сами знаете кто... » Людмила Чеботарева - Княгиня Нина (Из цикла Вечные Женщины) » Людмила Чеботарева - Леди Дождя » Леонид Агутин - Все куда-то девалось » Любовные истории - Летящий снег » Людмила Чеботарева - Вагонная баллада о поруганной жизни (Из цикла Вагонные баллады или Подайте на пропитание!) » Любовь Успенская - Рябиновая настойка » Леонид Утесов - Борода » Любовь Миненкова - Я видела, как кто-то мрачный... » Любовь Успенская - Барон фон дер Пшик » Леся Ярославская (Фабрика звезд-3) - Синие глаза (не трави ты свою душу) » Леонид Ваксман - Я сидел на песке, чуть прогретом и влажном...
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