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Текст (слова) песни: Poltijyst - Trippin`

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imma eastside nigga and i speak ebonics/if don`t speak it chronic
then you speakin` on phonics/poppin` off at the lip is gone get
ya` ass shot/my crew got rocks,pop locks,drop tops/and you know
that i keep the game locked too hot/and if you try to get in
my game you gets stopped/im that nigga wit` the iced-out wrist/you
kmow i carry 4 clips/everytime i pop the criss/bust the glock
never miss/i don`t care who you are or where you been/you gone
see ya` manz dead when the bullets set in/i got the 4 and the
mganum/my wrist stay wit` platinum/and if they try to shoot at
me i gots to shoot back at`em/i got heat to squeeze/you know
i lov` the cheese/thats why ya` girl suckin` on neez/nigga please/elite
street soulja/i thought that i told ya`/while i`m makin` flows
that ya` game is gettin` colda`/

 

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