Doughboyz Cashout - We Made Niggas - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

18.02.2014

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[Hook: Dre] We made niggas put them Rose bottles up we made the whole city boss they life up (boss boss they life up) We made niggas wanna go and hit hutch bitch we made niggas you know we love to stunt (stunt) (x2) [Verse 1: Dre] We made niggas wanna go and hit hutch now it's [?] and shine riding with Don Michaels and we sitting on shine Yeah bitch this a white T east [?] yeah how you like that Told my plug give me 50 came right back Now the whole hood jumping like some jumping jacks Yeah I love rats plus I got cheese Got white bitches Puerto Rican Japanese Rolling green peas We call it Cali best Play stupid get hot ones through your flesh In the coupe bout to put the dash to the test Now I'm on all these bitches saying I'm a mess Moncler vest, Farragamo shoes I'm tryna ball every day I ain't tryna lose Moncler vest, Farragamo shoes I'm tryna ball every day I ain't tryna lose [Hook] [Verse 2: HBK] Who got niggas tryna stress off they belts but they looking like fools lil nigga be yourself We made ya'll get to dying off the shelf we made these hood rat bitches stop fucking with the help baby We in the club making niggas tuck pieces bitches like calm down ya'll stunting for no reason listen We made everybody say they in the game But everybody know who really started that slang boy We made niggas wanna go and get froze We made these squares wanna go and dog hoes nigga We made ya'll wanna step it up a bit we made these niggas not to trust they own bitch cause they on this dick [Verse 3: Payroll Giovanni] You better keep your hoes close and your wife even closer Cause I just left the jewelry store 5 degrees frozer Too much paper on me shit I need a folder Wake up sell a boulder now I'm counting sipping Folgers Whipping up in Rovers stepping out in Louis loafers Pockets full of overs thanks to my loyal smokers My crib used to smell like crack and weed Now the condo smell like leather and Febreeze We set trends in the city my dude how dare you lame niggas hate lil nigga pay dues I was running through bags when you were sitting on your ass used to hit a new broad every time I cut class I'm the reason why you niggas hit the Louis store cause two years straight, all of this I had Louis on Had niggas scratching they head like what they into ya'll just see us looking clean and dirt stay within the crew [Hook] [Verse 4: Crispy Quis] Crispy Coupes, furs, rollies his and hers I'm getting cash your dirty ass disgusting like a germ That's your girl get her cause I slither like a worm I ain't a trick but I'ma pay the bitch what she earn Free my nigga Vern, free my uncle Baldy All these hoes hounding, my chain worth 20 thousand Tri color Prezy with the boogers all around it It's more G's in my pocket than what's on my outfit I'm standing on couches in the booth acting up Prezy's on my whole team nigga add it up Let me fasten up I'm in the coupe doing a hundered Before all this rap shit we was known for stunting [Hook]
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