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Текст (слова) песни: The Diplomats - Hell Rell Freestyle



Nigga what cha money like I keek doe E ho
Spice the track up like a do bo Sasone a freethrow
My hitman Janito
He don`t speek no english lingo
and he fresh off the plane from Puerto Rico
Find a nigga and kill em`s the only thing that he know
He`ll ring ya doorbell and pop you right through the peephole
Far as this key go
It`s gon` get stepped on, cooked up, broke down
Probablly get distributed in yo town
Block got me grindin`, watch keepin me bright
nigga why Im a knock ya hustle if mine treatin` me right
And a nigga too busy to get in some beef with a loser
Keep my bitch up out the bed just to sleep wit my ruger
Cuz if I finger fuck my gun and play wit her trigger
She ain`t gon` scream I don`t feel like it today on a nigga
Im sayin my nigga
This is real facts, real truth
I will shoot you to go rap about it in a real booth
Spit and pop heron, liquid crack
park the siz next to ya five and tell you get wit that
380`s ain`t gon` do it fam switch to macks
Before you talk shit or even think startin` up a war
Plush condo in my bedroom, mink carpet on the floor
Two spanish bitches runnin` `round reckless and butt naked
If you a ladies man I`ll bury you wit cha chick
If you a true hustler I`ll bury you wit a brick
See the streets is watchin`, more money more haters
Fuck em` all keep flosin`, more linen, more gators
I rap now, still hit the block for a buck
A thousand channels sattelite on top of the truck what`s really good nigga

 

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