Текст (слова) песни: Three 6 Mafia - Vol. 3

Chorus: Project Pat

Wonabee wonabee
Everybody wonabee
Like a young G
Gold teeth, drinkin` Hennessy
Slang a ounce, to a bird
In the street, like the curb
Candy paint, twenty chrome
Chiefin` on green herb
(2x)

Verse 1: Gangsta Boo

I got this clout NOW!
Back in the day, I wasn`t here NOW!
Since I been droppin` these verses
I`m out the head
Just like the babies wanna think I`ll come home
I`m from the South bloaw,
I got Hypnotize gear on my body, throw on the set
Real quick, y`all squeezin` them triggers we bout to pop (pop)
Any fly lil` mama`s boy, who movin` up on the block
Think you the stuff, you think you rough, boy quit playin`
Gangsta Boo know where she stay
Between the nozzle you layin`

Verse 2: Crunchy Blac

You tryna wear my shoes
You tryna wear my clothes
You tryna be like me,
I`m tryna be like you bro,
What I`m really tryna say
You got to keep it all real
You can`t be takin` no deal
You gotta get you a meal
See it`s hard out here,
Peeps`ll end ya career
See it`s hard out here
People put you in a wheelchair
I`m tryna give you a meal
I`m tryna keep it all real
See you be fakin` a deal
So I`ma let ya see how it feel

Chorus (2x)

Verse 3: Lord Infamous

Thinkin` ya ballin` this bangin`
Ya cold and ya hungry in ya sleep,
You wish that was your life
So y`all been yappin` for a chiefy
Ya greedy and fiendin` to be a happy ?sa-super chi?
But you don`t think it because there`s plenty
of dues to be paid, up in this industry,
Wanna come in outta nowhere bitch
I kick you on the streets then run in yo ear
And yet you end up wid that set that you claim
To ?requilinquish? your master start, playa,
I can`t play yo album mack,
And everybody can`t be on the same thing
And everybody can`t be a known rapper
Know what I tell ya exactly

Verse 4: Juicy J

In the ghetto we got ghetto stars
Riding in a steamed up car
Lex, wid them tinted windows
Pushing down the Boulevard
In the mouth you see the grill
You face a playa cause he real
Not because he roll and smoke
Or cut some deals, for the bills
Plus I`m tryna stack some G`s
Pushing weight like quarter kis
[Hey let me ride in that Lexus truck?]
Freak you betta hit your knees
Never will I save a broad
Gangsta playas comin` hard
Chickenheads get out my car
I`m leavin` frantic in the park

Chrous (2x)

Verse 5: DJ Paul

Y`all hatas ain`t no killas
Y`all hatas be hoes
Cause neither one is ridin` down blastin
Wid hugs and vogues
Them boys tryna play the hard role
They get a head hole
Them boys shoulda played the smart role

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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: Three 6 Mafia - Vol. 3 Chorus: Project Pat Wonabee wonabee Everybody wonabee Like a young G Gold teeth, drinkin` Hennessy Slang a ounce, to a bird In the street, like the curb Candy paint, twenty chrome Chiefin` on green herb (2x) Verse 1: Gangsta Boo I got this clout NOW! Back in the day, I wasn`t here NOW! Since I been droppin` these verses I`m out the head Just like the babies wanna think I`ll come home I`m from the South bloaw, I got Hypnotize gear on my body, throw on the set Real quick, y`all squeezin` them triggers we bout to pop (pop) Any fly lil` mama`s boy, who movin` up on the block Think you the stuff, you think you rough, boy quit playin` Gangsta Boo know where she stay Between the nozzle you layin` Verse 2: Crunchy Blac You tryna wear my shoes You tryna wear my clothes You tryna be like me, I`m tryna be like you bro, What I`m really tryna say You got to keep it all real You can`t be takin` no deal You gotta get you a meal See it`s hard out here, Peeps`ll end ya career See it`s hard out here People put you in a wheelchair I`m tryna give you a meal I`m tryna keep it all real See you be fakin` a deal So I`ma let ya see how it feel Chorus (2x) Verse 3: Lord Infamous Thinkin` ya ballin` this bangin` Ya cold and ya hungry in ya sleep, You wish that was your life So y`all been yappin` for a chiefy Ya greedy and fiendin` to be a happy ?sa-super chi? But you don`t think it because there`s plenty of dues to be paid, up in this industry, Wanna come in outta nowhere bitch I kick you on the streets then run in yo ear And yet you end up wid that set that you claim To ?requilinquish? your master start, playa, I can`t play yo album mack, And everybody can`t be on the same thing And everybody can`t be a known rapper Know what I tell ya exactly Verse 4: Juicy J In the ghetto we got ghetto stars Riding in a steamed up car Lex, wid them tinted windows Pushing down the Boulevard In the mouth you see the grill You face a playa cause he real Not because he roll and smoke Or cut some deals, for the bills Plus I`m tryna stack some G`s Pushing weight like quarter kis [Hey let me ride in that Lexus truck?] Freak you betta hit your knees Never will I save a broad Gangsta playas comin` hard Chickenheads get out my car I`m leavin` frantic in the park Chrous (2x) Verse 5: DJ Paul Y`all hatas ain`t no killas Y`all hatas be hoes Cause neither one is ridin` down blastin Wid hugs and vogues Them boys tryna play the hard role They get a head hole Them boys shoulda played the smart role Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Vol. 3: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/119/1/8017.html Все тексты песен: Three 6 Mafia » Three 6 Mafia - Tear Da Club Up `97 » Three 6 Mafia - We Shootin` 1st » Three 6 Mafia - Spill My Blood » Three 6 Mafia - Live By Yo Rep (Radio) » Three 6 Mafia - Hook Up Q/H**s » Three 6 Mafia - Tear Da Club Up » Three 6 Mafia - Fuck Dat Shit » Three 6 Mafia - Drive By » Three 6 Mafia - Who Got Dem 9`s » Three 6 Mafia - Vol. 3 » Three 6 Mafia - Weed Is Got Me High » Three 6 Mafia - Get Buck Muthafucka » Three 6 Mafia - Azz & Tittiez » Three 6 Mafia - Gunclaps » Three 6 Mafia - Pass Me » Three 6 Mafia - I`m So Hi » Three 6 Mafia - Where Da Cheese At » Three 6 Mafia - Just Like Us » Three 6 Mafia - Put Cha D. in Her Mouth » Three 6 Mafia - Gette`m Crunk Рекомендуем скачать: » Эли Дубник - Последняя песня менестреля » Эльдус Сайфулин - Баллада о Крокодиле » Э.Хиль - Ходит песенка по кругу » Эдуард Гончаров - Прощай! Я поднял парус свой... » Эли Бар-Яалом, Михаил Атлас - Лейкоциты » Эли Бар-Яалом - Разговор с Пегги, если разобраться, о погоде » Эли Бар-Яалом, Михаил Атлас - Бригитта » Эли Бар-Яалом, Михаил Атлас - Жизнеописание » Эдуард Гончаров - Решусь и твой переступлю порог... » Эли Бар-Яалом, Юлия Могилевер - В пустыне » Эли Бар-Яалом - Маниакально-депрессивный марш » Эли Бар-Яалом - Третья песня стражи » Эли Бар-Яалом - Триптих » Эли Бар-Яалом - Опасная профессия » Эдуард Гончаров - Самолётик белым осколком... » Эмир Шабашвили - Улица Тельмана » Элизиум - Как бы все » Эренбург Игорь - На параде » Эли Бар-Яалом - К слову о пулеметах » Эли Бар-Яалом - Неделя в Москве
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