Текст (слова) песни: Twista - He Lay

(feat. Liffy Stokes, Sko)

[Chorus 3x`s]
He lay, he lay, he lay, he lay, he lay, he lay, he lay, he lay
In the grave he lay, he lay
In the grave he lay, he lay, he lay

[Sko]
L-E-G-I-T Ballaz
Screamin` stop killin` for dollars
From G-I, from the South to the Westside
From the D-I and where I love, Darkside
I forever got my pride
Forever guide my guys to a better mindstate or phase
To replace all the wicked ideas erased
All the fears about the payroll
What you say Lo about Sko
We representin` the Chi, do or die for real
Niggaz caps gettin` twist off they tops for real
The conflict`s in the hearts of many men for real
The convicts in the Pen holdin` plenty steel
Niggaz know they house bigger but they play in the field
Tabasco ain`t gon` let it ride though
Let my brother fat folk
I thrill for the kill
Smoke me a ?
Never runnin` from the mill boy I`m runnin` the field
It`s the eternal Lord feel cemeteries revealed
Prophecies prophetcized stuff bein` fulfilled
And to another man I`ll never kneel
Until I see Allah, fate`s comin` from the wheel
And baby girl, you can check it you can dig it here
If yo nigga try to test it, you can bet it he`ll
Be in a grave he lay, he lay
In the grave he lay, he lay, he lay

[Chorus 2x`s]

[Liffy Stokes]
It`s Liffy Stokes with the sticky smoke
Quick to shoot a muthafucka down if he choke
Never see me in yo city broke
In the club spendin` 50 notes
Leave with 50 girls and 50 Folks
And we all tote scopes
Guarded like the Pope cause we got that bomb on the dope
G-stacks in our coat
Niggaz ask, we ain`t hoes
Just to afloat with me, I`m livin` lovely
Baby come on and relax with a Folk
All my mackateers know why we ride down
Cliqued-up pick the bitch up bumpin` sounds, hurtin` the whole town
With raw pound all around me ya dig, the sounds off like a live round
22`s on Fleet, peep my shine now
I got a whole fuckin` nation that`ll ride out
And put yo lights out in a matter of minutes young nigga
So it`s best for you to be closin` yo fuckin` mouth
Before I pull out and bust slugs in yo ass
You lucky yo bitch here, that`s why I`m givin` you a pass
Nigga haul ass before I up and blast with no mask
And blow off you bit of mustache with yo tough ass
Shit everybody`s bustin` down
My niggaz fallin` off all around
Before I go, I got my 50-rounds
To blaze a nigga before I hit the ground
He lay

[Chorus]

[Sko]
It`s really gettin` hot on the block
Niggaz got they glocks, niggaz sellin` they rocks
But my mind prepared to get this muthafuckin` knot
So a nigga ain`t scared to put a nigga in the box
If I gotta drop him down in the grave
In the grave he gon` lay-he
Cause this shit don`t stop, I shut `me down everyday
Everyday anyway he, anyway he
If he grown or not, wrong or not
Niggaz better shake the spot and praise Allah
Don`t let me see yo face nowhere by the peace Allah
A laundry mat, niggaz better have they glocks cocked off
Ready to blast off and get yo ass popped off
With 10 hot ones when I draw from ?? when I smash off over there
It`s blood on the curb over there
And them niggaz that be actin` like nerds over there
And my niggaz that be flippin` plenty birds over there
For them niggaz that be gettin` on my nerves over there
For my brothers that be gettin` plenty dirt over there
For them ?? broads with all that weave in they hair
Who ain`t got no walls, pussy like bees in the air
She dropped them draws and then I zoomed outta there
Cause I got my laws, I`ma stay strong to myself
And I thought about y`all, that`s why I ball by myself
I don`t need no mob to make me feel like myself
I don`t need no job, I`ll make these G`s by myself
I`ma be aight, breakin` my hands to the left
I can see aight, I smell death on yo brea-ea-ea-ea-eath

[Chorus 4x`s]

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Liffy Stokes, Sko) [Chorus 3x`s] He lay, he lay, he lay, he lay, he lay, he lay, he lay, he lay In the grave he lay, he lay In the grave he lay, he lay, he lay [Sko] L-E-G-I-T Ballaz Screamin` stop killin` for dollars From G-I, from the South to the Westside From the D-I and where I love, Darkside I forever got my pride Forever guide my guys to a better mindstate or phase To replace all the wicked ideas erased All the fears about the payroll What you say Lo about Sko We representin` the Chi, do or die for real Niggaz caps gettin` twist off they tops for real The conflict`s in the hearts of many men for real The convicts in the Pen holdin` plenty steel Niggaz know they house bigger but they play in the field Tabasco ain`t gon` let it ride though Let my brother fat folk I thrill for the kill Smoke me a ? Never runnin` from the mill boy I`m runnin` the field It`s the eternal Lord feel cemeteries revealed Prophecies prophetcized stuff bein` fulfilled And to another man I`ll never kneel Until I see Allah, fate`s comin` from the wheel And baby girl, you can check it you can dig it here If yo nigga try to test it, you can bet it he`ll Be in a grave he lay, he lay In the grave he lay, he lay, he lay [Chorus 2x`s] [Liffy Stokes] It`s Liffy Stokes with the sticky smoke Quick to shoot a muthafucka down if he choke Never see me in yo city broke In the club spendin` 50 notes Leave with 50 girls and 50 Folks And we all tote scopes Guarded like the Pope cause we got that bomb on the dope G-stacks in our coat Niggaz ask, we ain`t hoes Just to afloat with me, I`m livin` lovely Baby come on and relax with a Folk All my mackateers know why we ride down Cliqued-up pick the bitch up bumpin` sounds, hurtin` the whole town With raw pound all around me ya dig, the sounds off like a live round 22`s on Fleet, peep my shine now I got a whole fuckin` nation that`ll ride out And put yo lights out in a matter of minutes young nigga So it`s best for you to be closin` yo fuckin` mouth Before I pull out and bust slugs in yo ass You lucky yo bitch here, that`s why I`m givin` you a pass Nigga haul ass before I up and blast with no mask And blow off you bit of mustache with yo tough ass Shit everybody`s bustin` down My niggaz fallin` off all around Before I go, I got my 50-rounds To blaze a nigga before I hit the ground He lay [Chorus] [Sko] It`s really gettin` hot on the block Niggaz got they glocks, niggaz sellin` they rocks But my mind prepared to get this muthafuckin` knot So a nigga ain`t scared to put a nigga in the box If I gotta drop him down in the grave In the grave he gon` lay-he Cause this shit don`t stop, I shut `me down everyday Everyday anyway he, anyway he If he grown or not, wrong or not Niggaz better shake the spot and praise Allah Don`t let me see yo face nowhere by the peace Allah A laundry mat, niggaz better have they glocks cocked off Ready to blast off and get yo ass popped off With 10 hot ones when I draw from ?? when I smash off over there It`s blood on the curb over there And them niggaz that be actin` like nerds over there And my niggaz that be flippin` plenty birds over there For them niggaz that be gettin` on my nerves over there For my brothers that be gettin` plenty dirt over there For them ?? broads with all that weave in they hair Who ain`t got no walls, pussy like bees in the air She dropped them draws and then I zoomed outta there Cause I got my laws, I`ma stay strong to myself And I thought about y`all, that`s why I ball by myself I don`t need no mob to make me feel like myself I don`t need no job, I`ll make these G`s by myself I`ma be aight, breakin` my hands to the left I can see aight, I smell death on yo brea-ea-ea-ea-eath [Chorus 4x`s] Нравится песня? 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