Текст (слова) песни: Yukmouth - Nothin 2 A Bo$$

Yukmouth вЂ“ Nothin 2 A Bo$$
Haha... I can`t believe you niggas. You can`t be serious. You really thought since `Pac died the West coast fell the fuck off, huh? You thought since Dre ain`t made a album, we flopped? Fuck that shit nigga! Rap-A-Lot for life nigga! Yukmouth nigga! West Coast don nigga! What`s wit it punk?! It`s nuthin to a boss nigga! We been ridin on dubb`s that spin nigga! We been poppin bottles, nigga, since `Pac was alive nigga. The West Coast is back you faggot ass fucks!
I`m from the West Coast and never-ever crip-walk. I`m like the Bird Man, platinum grill, big cross an I`m tryin to sell a few mill like Kris Kross. I`m ultra cocky, tell a chicken get lost. Diss the boss an get ya lips ripped off. I let clips off, ya whole click soft. What you know about a hundred on a wrist watch. Twenty on ya chicks watch, loungin Gucci flip flops, and I bang in the club like Rick Rock. Yuk show you how to rock that real thug hip-hop. They ride lo-lo`s, Yukmouth flip drops off the floor every year is a whip hop. Menage-a-trios all year if ya chick jock. With ten karats in my ear like a big shot. Godzilla get the scrilla like Chris Rock, an I`ma bring the West back when my shit drop.

To roll around on 24`s. Wit plenty millions in a vouge. Everything a nigga want. It`s nothin 2 a boss! So much ice a nigga froze custom rides wit 3-1-0`s. Until I die it`s all West coast, it`s nothin big to a boss!

Yeah... if you gon` do it, do it right. I`m in the blue and white. Rally striped Vipe leavin Peanuts wit a crew of dykes. Tuesday night I got my game together. I`m dangerous fella, my rims spin like plane propellers. an I`m down wit Prince James forever. Rap-A-Lot fo` lia.
Yukmouth, Scarface an Tela, and ya`ll know Yuk is off the meter. For all you non-believers, I spark the heater. I`m what you call a block leader. Why you hatin? I roll through ya radio station wit Gary Payton. In a franchise Lac outside on cherry Dayton`s. An rock the new blue Burberry, make every nation feel the thug vibration, uh. My cars talk back like Michael Knight. I got a hundred on a Roy Jones and Tyson fight. You wanna roll wit baller, well tonight`s ya night. I rock ice cause the price is right. Step it up hater. Yeah
CHORUS
Every day I`m poppin a bottle, and poppin a tag. Fourty G`s in a Gucci bag, I`m coppin a Jag. Two-hundred G`s in a Louie bag, I`m coppin a pad, wit the dragon shaped tool in the bag. What you know about that?! What you know about chronic an Hypnotic, coppin Lamborghini`s from 3-1-0 an Simbalic. Drop stretch Hummers, twenty-four inch rims on it. ??? skin interior wit the suede trim on it, wait!
I came in the game wit mobsta tales. I hit Mr. Chow`s for meals, crack lobster tails. At the mall wit a model who only buys Chanelle. You wish I fell, but I prevail, Yukmouth is ill. I rock the `Wheels of Fortune` like Pat Sajack. In a black Maybach, I`m tryin to bring the Bay back
in a A`s throw back and a A`s hat. Yuk a beast, and bleach couldn`t fade that! What?!
CHORUS

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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: Yukmouth - Nothin 2 A Bo$$ Yukmouth вЂ“ Nothin 2 A Bo$$ Haha... I can`t believe you niggas. You can`t be serious. You really thought since `Pac died the West coast fell the fuck off, huh? You thought since Dre ain`t made a album, we flopped? Fuck that shit nigga! Rap-A-Lot for life nigga! Yukmouth nigga! West Coast don nigga! What`s wit it punk?! It`s nuthin to a boss nigga! We been ridin on dubb`s that spin nigga! We been poppin bottles, nigga, since `Pac was alive nigga. The West Coast is back you faggot ass fucks! I`m from the West Coast and never-ever crip-walk. I`m like the Bird Man, platinum grill, big cross an I`m tryin to sell a few mill like Kris Kross. I`m ultra cocky, tell a chicken get lost. Diss the boss an get ya lips ripped off. I let clips off, ya whole click soft. What you know about a hundred on a wrist watch. Twenty on ya chicks watch, loungin Gucci flip flops, and I bang in the club like Rick Rock. Yuk show you how to rock that real thug hip-hop. They ride lo-lo`s, Yukmouth flip drops off the floor every year is a whip hop. Menage-a-trios all year if ya chick jock. With ten karats in my ear like a big shot. Godzilla get the scrilla like Chris Rock, an I`ma bring the West back when my shit drop. To roll around on 24`s. Wit plenty millions in a vouge. Everything a nigga want. It`s nothin 2 a boss! So much ice a nigga froze custom rides wit 3-1-0`s. Until I die it`s all West coast, it`s nothin big to a boss! Yeah... if you gon` do it, do it right. I`m in the blue and white. Rally striped Vipe leavin Peanuts wit a crew of dykes. Tuesday night I got my game together. I`m dangerous fella, my rims spin like plane propellers. an I`m down wit Prince James forever. Rap-A-Lot fo` lia. Yukmouth, Scarface an Tela, and ya`ll know Yuk is off the meter. For all you non-believers, I spark the heater. I`m what you call a block leader. Why you hatin? I roll through ya radio station wit Gary Payton. In a franchise Lac outside on cherry Dayton`s. An rock the new blue Burberry, make every nation feel the thug vibration, uh. My cars talk back like Michael Knight. I got a hundred on a Roy Jones and Tyson fight. You wanna roll wit baller, well tonight`s ya night. I rock ice cause the price is right. Step it up hater. Yeah CHORUS Every day I`m poppin a bottle, and poppin a tag. Fourty G`s in a Gucci bag, I`m coppin a Jag. Two-hundred G`s in a Louie bag, I`m coppin a pad, wit the dragon shaped tool in the bag. What you know about that?! What you know about chronic an Hypnotic, coppin Lamborghini`s from 3-1-0 an Simbalic. Drop stretch Hummers, twenty-four inch rims on it. ??? skin interior wit the suede trim on it, wait! I came in the game wit mobsta tales. I hit Mr. Chow`s for meals, crack lobster tails. At the mall wit a model who only buys Chanelle. You wish I fell, but I prevail, Yukmouth is ill. I rock the `Wheels of Fortune` like Pat Sajack. In a black Maybach, I`m tryin to bring the Bay back in a A`s throw back and a A`s hat. Yuk a beast, and bleach couldn`t fade that! What?! CHORUS Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Nothin 2 A Bo$$: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/124/1/987.html Все тексты песен: Yukmouth » Yukmouth - Ridaz » Yukmouth - Thug Lordz » Yukmouth - Sad Millionare » Yukmouth - Suckas » Yukmouth - Gangsta B » Yukmouth - Do Yo Thug Thang » Yukmouth - Thug Money » Yukmouth - Somebody Gone Die 2 Nite » Yukmouth - Still Ballin (Remix) » Yukmouth - Do it B.I. » Yukmouth - Ral Mafia » Yukmouth - We Gone Ride » Yukmouth - Oh Boy » Yukmouth - Menage A Trois » Yukmouth - My Buddy » Yukmouth - United Ghettos of America » Yukmouth - La Costra Nostra » Yukmouth - Secret Indictment » Yukmouth - Father Like Son » Yukmouth - Thugged Out Рекомендуем скачать: » Раиса Нурмухаметова - Пустите меня на планету » Русалки - Василий » РњР°РєSРёРј - РћС‚РїСѓСЃРєР°СЋ » Роберт Александров - У дома старинной закладки... » Р’РёРєС‚РѕСЂРёСЏ Р”Р°Р№РЅРµРєРѕ - Laila » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Кривые ноги » Роман Другалев - Март » Руки Вверх! - Детская » Раиса Абельская - Клетка » Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ 312 - РњРµСЃС‚Рѕ РџРѕРґ РЎРѕР»РЅС†РµРј » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - РќРѕРІРѕРіРѕРґРЅСЏСЏ РќРѕС‡СЊ » Руслана - Плес » Рая Миненкова, Игорь Миненков - Вверх по спирали, вверх по спирали... » Руки Вверх - Институтка » Русский размер - В Питере весна (совместно с Татьяной Бул » Розенбаум Александр - ВЕЩАЯ СУДЬБА » Р.Масюков - Целься » Роберт Александров - Я очень не люблю Александрова Рому... » Русский размер - Там, где играет музыка » Руки Вверх! - Здравствуй
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