Текст (слова) песни: Mr. Serv-On - Time to Check My Fetty

[Master P]
Huh, it`s like this here player.
Ain`t no rules in the ghetto.
It aint really bout the dollar value.
It`s bout the principle.
A life ain`t worth nothing.
Any nigga come shizzout on mine.
Ya hear what I`m saying?
I`m gonna handle that.
I`m gonna show these motherfuckers I ain`t playing.
That`s the american way.
I mean I`m kicking up crack houses
knocking motherfucking doors in cause I gotta get mine

[Chorus x2]

Time to get your fetty
Get your paper
Come short with the cream we goin take you

[Master P]
Went half on a key with my partner Mr. Serv-On
Eighteen oz`s add up, nigga that`s half home
Open up shop on six and berone street
The fiends walking around, every nigga out there know me
Hear them on the beeper, nigga it`s on

[Mr. Serv-On]
I done sold sixteen, I`m on my way home
Two came up short, somebody must be smoking
P grabbed that age k, nigga we aint joking

[Master P]
Bullets got no disname, a pound and back of that good cain
1997, ?????????????? the dope game

[Mr. Serv-On]
Some call me Frank Nitty, cause I aint taking no shorts
I`m aiming that beam at your motherfucking heart

[Master P]
Let the windows down on my green Eddie Bauer
A 187 for this crystal white powder
So Serv-On, cut those lights off and creep
That`s when we put them cockroaches to sleep
Cruise up drive to erata to the 3rd ward
Professional execution, fuck a murder charge

[Chorus x4]

[Master P]
I`m paranoid, I can`t sleep, I think my phone tapped
Rest in peace little Jacob in the calliop got kidnapped
Now I`m trippin on shit, I aint slippin on shit
We carry gats and shit, bulletproof vests incase niggas talkin shit
Wanna creep up on us killers, drug dealers
Ghetto millionare where niggas and bitches feel us

[Mr. Serv-On]
Fake niggas step back, jackers meet my chrome gat
They kill my cousin fulling ghosts his never come back
It`s an eye for an eye in this dope game
Niggas are losing thier life living that heroin and cocain
I trust nobody but my nickel plated nino
Have you seen her, fuck with my greens nigga you goin meet her

[Master P]
Meet your maker, one way ticket to Jamaica
Now your bitch with me, and I`m a fuck her, then break her
Ain`t no rules in this dope game
But don`t get high on your own supplies man
But if you fuck with soldiers you coo coo for cocoa puffs
Cause niggas in my hood losing thier life for furl and cooked rocks

[Chorus x2]

[Mr. Serv-On]
Hit the block in the purple caddy, got you bitches calling me daddy
Got some mountains in the trunk, nigga they goin faster so what the fuck you want
Slanging them green birds and lemon drops
Pop a pound of that cali green serving fiends
Got em fat like fifties
Which one of you niggas trying to short me
Big Mo take me to the calliop so I can see Slim
Hit the desert eagle and pay these bitches like a candy painted reagle
Now I`m ready to set shop like Buggsy Seagel
On the parkway you bitches gonna die my way
Call my nigga cujo, it`s goin down
Check my fetty nigga

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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: Mr. Serv-On - Time to Check My Fetty [Master P] Huh, it`s like this here player. Ain`t no rules in the ghetto. It aint really bout the dollar value. It`s bout the principle. A life ain`t worth nothing. Any nigga come shizzout on mine. Ya hear what I`m saying? I`m gonna handle that. I`m gonna show these motherfuckers I ain`t playing. That`s the american way. I mean I`m kicking up crack houses knocking motherfucking doors in cause I gotta get mine [Chorus x2] Time to get your fetty Get your paper Come short with the cream we goin take you [Master P] Went half on a key with my partner Mr. Serv-On Eighteen oz`s add up, nigga that`s half home Open up shop on six and berone street The fiends walking around, every nigga out there know me Hear them on the beeper, nigga it`s on [Mr. Serv-On] I done sold sixteen, I`m on my way home Two came up short, somebody must be smoking P grabbed that age k, nigga we aint joking [Master P] Bullets got no disname, a pound and back of that good cain 1997, ?????????????? the dope game [Mr. Serv-On] Some call me Frank Nitty, cause I aint taking no shorts I`m aiming that beam at your motherfucking heart [Master P] Let the windows down on my green Eddie Bauer A 187 for this crystal white powder So Serv-On, cut those lights off and creep That`s when we put them cockroaches to sleep Cruise up drive to erata to the 3rd ward Professional execution, fuck a murder charge [Chorus x4] [Master P] I`m paranoid, I can`t sleep, I think my phone tapped Rest in peace little Jacob in the calliop got kidnapped Now I`m trippin on shit, I aint slippin on shit We carry gats and shit, bulletproof vests incase niggas talkin shit Wanna creep up on us killers, drug dealers Ghetto millionare where niggas and bitches feel us [Mr. Serv-On] Fake niggas step back, jackers meet my chrome gat They kill my cousin fulling ghosts his never come back It`s an eye for an eye in this dope game Niggas are losing thier life living that heroin and cocain I trust nobody but my nickel plated nino Have you seen her, fuck with my greens nigga you goin meet her [Master P] Meet your maker, one way ticket to Jamaica Now your bitch with me, and I`m a fuck her, then break her Ain`t no rules in this dope game But don`t get high on your own supplies man But if you fuck with soldiers you coo coo for cocoa puffs Cause niggas in my hood losing thier life for furl and cooked rocks [Chorus x2] [Mr. Serv-On] Hit the block in the purple caddy, got you bitches calling me daddy Got some mountains in the trunk, nigga they goin faster so what the fuck you want Slanging them green birds and lemon drops Pop a pound of that cali green serving fiends Got em fat like fifties Which one of you niggas trying to short me Big Mo take me to the calliop so I can see Slim Hit the desert eagle and pay these bitches like a candy painted reagle Now I`m ready to set shop like Buggsy Seagel On the parkway you bitches gonna die my way Call my nigga cujo, it`s goin down Check my fetty nigga Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Time to Check My Fetty: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/14234.html Все тексты песен: Mr. Serv-On » Mr. Serv-On - I Hate the Way I Live » Mr. Serv-On - Foolish soundtrack » Mr. Serv-On - Time to Check My Fetty » Mr. Serv-On - Tryin` to Make It Out da Ghetto » Mr. Serv-On - Strap Up » Mr. Serv-On - Let`s Get It Started » Mr. Serv-On - War Is Me » Mr. Serv-On - Die Rich » Mr. Serv-On - Murder » Mr. Serv-On - Hit the Block » Mr. Serv-On - I Luv It » Mr. Serv-On - Hustlin` » Mr. Serv-On - We Ain`t the Same » Mr. Serv-On - 1, 2, 3 » Mr. Serv-On - Life-N-Loss » Mr. Serv-On - Put `Em Up » Mr. Serv-On - Calmdown Na » Mr. Serv-On - 1 2 3 » Mr. Serv-On - Watching Me » Mr. Serv-On - Heaven Is So Close Рекомендуем скачать: » Joe Perry Project - Crossfire » John and Audrey Wiggins - Once You`ve Loved Somebody » Jack Off Jill - Horrible » Jimmy Buffett - Bank of Bad Habits » Joni Mitchell - DON`T WORRY `BOUT ME » John Mellencamp - High C Cherrie » Jennifer Love Hewitt - The Greatest Word » Janis Joplin - Blimano » Jenny Lewis - Rabbit Fur Coat » Jennifer Warnes - I Can`t Hide » james - Johnny Yen » jennings waylon - where corn dont grow \| guitar chord и Mp3 » Joni Mitchell - Twisted » John Frusciante - Your Pussy`s Glued To A Building On Fire » Jimmy Buffett - Take Another Road » Joe Cocker - Now That The Magic Has Gone » Jamiroquai - Emergency On Planet Earth » Jim Jones f Cam`Ron and Bezel - Certified Gangstas » John Mayer - Everything Is Not Broken » Jackson Browne - Someday Morning
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