Текст (слова) песни: South park mexican - Boys On Da Cut

[First Verse:]

I woke up quick, at around two
Jumped in my benz, picked up DJ Screw
Boys out there, makin` them tapes
Separate the real niggas from the fakes
My boy just got out, did a flat ten
And he just can`t stop talkin` bout that pen
My best friend, but time destroys all men
Now he don`t give a fuck about goin` again
It ain`t all good, but I ain`t missin` no money
I`m just a thug muthafucka and you can`t take nothin` from me
Somebody once said they wanna see me dead
The next week they found the boy with two holes in his head
I break bread with my killas in the H-TX
It`s the SP-Mex, in the all black stretch
Known for my purity, pride, and security
A house costs as much as one piece of my jewelry

[Chorus:]

Cuz the boys on the cut don`t give a fuck
You come talkin` that shit, your eyes get shut
Boys out there, slangin` that yay
Only pussy muthafuckas say that crime don`t pay

[2x]

[Second Verse:]

The time has come, and the day is here
Two thousand one, is my muthafuckin` year
I come from the head, it`s the boy named Los
The one that got everybody on they toes
Straight up, and still I sell dope for a livin`
In the form of a compact disc, fuck prison
No more savin` cans, no more collectin` pennies
I`ll have your fuckin` clique hollerin` "Who killed Kenny?"
For my Gangsta bitch, that I just met
She ridin` my dick, chuckin` up her set
I dance with the wolves, this is for my hood
Got the whole World fiendin` for the dope I cut

[Chorus]

[Bridge (Ayana M.):]

Fire......
We on fire.......
We ain`t gone stop....
Droppin` these boooooombs.....

[2x]

[Third Verse:]

I was twelve years old, when I did my first jack
And I don`t think that bitch ever got her purse back
With fifteen rocks, I bought my first car
Cooked my first batch of dope in a pickle jar
It`s like uno, dos, tres, young Happy Perez
Got me sellin` this dope to anyone on two legs
Boys talkin` down, but I give two fucks
Step in my face, I put you in an all-black tux
Layin` in a casket, hard as a rock
My lead, hit`cha head and make it snap, crackle, and pop
Now how many times do I have to tell ya?
All my life I`ve been called a failure!
My freestyle flow, is so untouchable
I just got out the county jail two months ago
Now I`m in the studio, just like Julio
In the city where them bitches never won a Super Bowl
Man I can`t stop, I`ma keep on droppin`
Seven of my bitches at the same mall shoppin`
At the galleria, tell me have you seen her?
I fuck a country singer and a Houston ballerina
Plus a fine ass China, I used to be a dreamer
Now I bought my Mom and Dad a navigator and a beamer
Leave a mark in this game, ask Ted Indian
I don`t give a fuck cuz every month I make a million

[Bridge]

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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: South park mexican - Boys On Da Cut [First Verse:] I woke up quick, at around two Jumped in my benz, picked up DJ Screw Boys out there, makin` them tapes Separate the real niggas from the fakes My boy just got out, did a flat ten And he just can`t stop talkin` bout that pen My best friend, but time destroys all men Now he don`t give a fuck about goin` again It ain`t all good, but I ain`t missin` no money I`m just a thug muthafucka and you can`t take nothin` from me Somebody once said they wanna see me dead The next week they found the boy with two holes in his head I break bread with my killas in the H-TX It`s the SP-Mex, in the all black stretch Known for my purity, pride, and security A house costs as much as one piece of my jewelry [Chorus:] Cuz the boys on the cut don`t give a fuck You come talkin` that shit, your eyes get shut Boys out there, slangin` that yay Only pussy muthafuckas say that crime don`t pay [2x] [Second Verse:] The time has come, and the day is here Two thousand one, is my muthafuckin` year I come from the head, it`s the boy named Los The one that got everybody on they toes Straight up, and still I sell dope for a livin` In the form of a compact disc, fuck prison No more savin` cans, no more collectin` pennies I`ll have your fuckin` clique hollerin` "Who killed Kenny?" For my Gangsta bitch, that I just met She ridin` my dick, chuckin` up her set I dance with the wolves, this is for my hood Got the whole World fiendin` for the dope I cut [Chorus] [Bridge (Ayana M.):] Fire...... We on fire....... We ain`t gone stop.... Droppin` these boooooombs..... [2x] [Third Verse:] I was twelve years old, when I did my first jack And I don`t think that bitch ever got her purse back With fifteen rocks, I bought my first car Cooked my first batch of dope in a pickle jar It`s like uno, dos, tres, young Happy Perez Got me sellin` this dope to anyone on two legs Boys talkin` down, but I give two fucks Step in my face, I put you in an all-black tux Layin` in a casket, hard as a rock My lead, hit`cha head and make it snap, crackle, and pop Now how many times do I have to tell ya? All my life I`ve been called a failure! My freestyle flow, is so untouchable I just got out the county jail two months ago Now I`m in the studio, just like Julio In the city where them bitches never won a Super Bowl Man I can`t stop, I`ma keep on droppin` Seven of my bitches at the same mall shoppin` At the galleria, tell me have you seen her? I fuck a country singer and a Houston ballerina Plus a fine ass China, I used to be a dreamer Now I bought my Mom and Dad a navigator and a beamer Leave a mark in this game, ask Ted Indian I don`t give a fuck cuz every month I make a million [Bridge] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Boys On Da Cut: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/118/1/4085.html Все тексты песен: South park mexican » South park mexican - You Know My Name (Remix) » South park mexican - Riddla on Da Roof » South park mexican - Anything Goes » South park mexican - Throw Away Gats » South park mexican - Styrofoam Cup » South park mexican - Streets On Beats » South park mexican - Woodson N Worthin » South park mexican - Stay On Your Grind » South park mexican - Dope Game » South park mexican - Dont Let Them Foolya » South park mexican - Cali Tex Connect » South park mexican - Dallas to Houston » South park mexican - Illegal Amigos » South park mexican - Oh My My » South park mexican - Ghetto Prisoner » South park mexican - Boys On Da Cut » South park mexican - Wizard of Oz » South park mexican - Block of Rock (For Years) » South park mexican - Country Life » South park mexican - Cool Enough Рекомендуем скачать: » Евгений Клячкин - Прокатилось лето кубарем » Елена Фролова - Никому не скажешь... » Евгений Банников - Когда на краю земли, один, без сил, упаду... » Евгения Логвинова - Осень в Михайловском » Евгений Романов - Серый блюз » Евгений Исакевич - Троянский конь » Екатерина Барановская - Флейта » Евгений Клячкин - Моим друзьям (памяти Юрия Визбора) » Елена Решетняк - Новогодний сон » Елена Елизарьева - Завернула четыре радуги... » Евгений Бабенко - Памяти отца » Евгений Муравьев - В этом поезде им не холодно... » Евгений Келлер - Говорят » Евгений Бабенко - Экологическая песенка » Елена Чубарова - Жасминовый час » Евгений Коблик - Таверна » Евгений Агранович - Я в весеннем лесу пил березовый сок... » Евгений Клячкин - Мокрый вальс (для спектакля Баллада о солдате) » Елена Фролова - Поет облетающий лес... » Елена Фролова - Между воскресеньем и субботой...
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