Текст (слова) песни: Cam`ron - I`m Nice

[Cam`ron]

Yo, turn me up some b!
I`m about to lace ya`ll
Check it out
I`m not a muthafuckin` joke b!
Whoever think I`m not nice
This is for ya`ll punk muthafuckas!
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo!
See the drug game was always the man`s sport
That`s what Cam thought so everyday I had a hundred grams bought
On the transport kept it inside the Jansport
A real hooty game, we ain`t care who we blame
Shit was all the same until Guili` came with a moody aim
You know the mayor nigga, a fight crime approach
Acting like a kind host but gettin time for a roach
A little indo
That`s when yo, I said I`m messin with these bimbos
It`s easier to pimp hoes, nowadays they simp hoe
It don`t take much to make her
Just take her to a place where It`s nice
Show her the ice and might give her a fake fur
Cause girls I control them classy
Old and sassy
Old and nasty
I ain`t gonna front that nigga Gold he gassed me
But now I`m flowin fastly, rollin jazzy
Just a while ago I was rollin badly
We was on the low wit Aggie
But now what have we
Range Ro` and Navy life size
My girl yo she slices pies
A benz is what my wife drives
You know Qeet` nigga
Executive thug
But she respects me and loves
Don`t let your head meet her slug
Until she sprayed out and layed out
Ineffections of blood
A lil` thick chick that`ll click quick
Do anything for the dick dick
You know what else that puzzles me?
I find this shit a riddle
How come when you got a lot?
People say you got a little
Like they say you act a little funny
Cause you got a litte money
And you did a little song and
Made a little money
Oh, you know my favorite
Oh, you think you a little star
Cause you got a little fans and you drive a little car
I prove they all are liars
Saying that they got a fire
Hang em up on a barber wire
Yo, you think you got attire
To the point like Stoudamire
Yeah I`m a harsh nigga
That drink hard liquor
A six benz car getter
You know Digga
He ain`t rich
He`s a star figure
Platinum deep
Hangs with Jews
Chills up at their barmitzfah`s
He loves the hooligans
Now we eat at houlihans`s
Seen Ed Lover and Doctor Dre
We told them niggas Who the Man
Pulled the toast out on these niggas one time
And even Cuda ran
You know that I`m a skitzo
Who listens to calypso
But I`m quick though
And old school like Hungry Hungry Hippo
Ask my Queens niggaz how I get dough kiko
Now I beat up clicks, eat up chicks
Ask my man how I beat up shit
And when I`m out of work, I got to re-up quick
Every six the same pies, drink from Cris` to St. Ides
Every hit my bank rise, and no bitch I ain`t high!
I`ve been hotter
Since I was in pampers hittin pinatas
You win nada
Come on I got put on by Mase and Big Poppa
So I`m glad you sat down
I ain`t want Uncle Un to bring the gats down
He spat rounds, I heard that nigga clap towns
But me I never back down
My mother, she can sign that
I know you`re thinkin` that It`s bout that time
Nigga I wanna rewind that
So go ahead and rewind it faggot

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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: Cam`ron - I`m Nice [Cam`ron] Yo, turn me up some b! I`m about to lace ya`ll Check it out I`m not a muthafuckin` joke b! Whoever think I`m not nice This is for ya`ll punk muthafuckas! Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, yo! See the drug game was always the man`s sport That`s what Cam thought so everyday I had a hundred grams bought On the transport kept it inside the Jansport A real hooty game, we ain`t care who we blame Shit was all the same until Guili` came with a moody aim You know the mayor nigga, a fight crime approach Acting like a kind host but gettin time for a roach A little indo That`s when yo, I said I`m messin with these bimbos It`s easier to pimp hoes, nowadays they simp hoe It don`t take much to make her Just take her to a place where It`s nice Show her the ice and might give her a fake fur Cause girls I control them classy Old and sassy Old and nasty I ain`t gonna front that nigga Gold he gassed me But now I`m flowin fastly, rollin jazzy Just a while ago I was rollin badly We was on the low wit Aggie But now what have we Range Ro` and Navy life size My girl yo she slices pies A benz is what my wife drives You know Qeet` nigga Executive thug But she respects me and loves Don`t let your head meet her slug Until she sprayed out and layed out Ineffections of blood A lil` thick chick that`ll click quick Do anything for the dick dick You know what else that puzzles me? I find this shit a riddle How come when you got a lot? People say you got a little Like they say you act a little funny Cause you got a litte money And you did a little song and Made a little money Oh, you know my favorite Oh, you think you a little star Cause you got a little fans and you drive a little car I prove they all are liars Saying that they got a fire Hang em up on a barber wire Yo, you think you got attire To the point like Stoudamire Yeah I`m a harsh nigga That drink hard liquor A six benz car getter You know Digga He ain`t rich He`s a star figure Platinum deep Hangs with Jews Chills up at their barmitzfah`s He loves the hooligans Now we eat at houlihans`s Seen Ed Lover and Doctor Dre We told them niggas Who the Man Pulled the toast out on these niggas one time And even Cuda ran You know that I`m a skitzo Who listens to calypso But I`m quick though And old school like Hungry Hungry Hippo Ask my Queens niggaz how I get dough kiko Now I beat up clicks, eat up chicks Ask my man how I beat up shit And when I`m out of work, I got to re-up quick Every six the same pies, drink from Cris` to St. Ides Every hit my bank rise, and no bitch I ain`t high! I`ve been hotter Since I was in pampers hittin pinatas You win nada Come on I got put on by Mase and Big Poppa So I`m glad you sat down I ain`t want Uncle Un to bring the gats down He spat rounds, I heard that nigga clap towns But me I never back down My mother, she can sign that I know you`re thinkin` that It`s bout that time Nigga I wanna rewind that So go ahead and rewind it faggot Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни I`m Nice: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/19142.html Все тексты песен: Cam`ron » Cam`ron - All The Chickens » Cam`ron - Rockin` And Rollin` » Cam`ron - Stop Calling » Cam`ron - Confessions » Cam`ron - Double Up » Cam`ron - Boy, Boy » Cam`ron - Come Home With Me » Cam`ron - Sports, Drugs, and Entertainment » Cam`ron - Confessions of Fire/Woo Soundtrack » Cam`ron - Sports, Drugs & Entertainment » Cam`ron - Whatever » Cam`ron - Confessions of Fire/Woo Soundtrack » Cam`ron - That`s Me » Cam`ron - Prophecy » Cam`ron - S.D.E. (Sports Drugs and Entertainment) » Cam`ron - What Means The World To You (Remix) » Cam`ron - Intro. » Cam`ron - D Rugs 2 » Cam`ron - Everything » Cam`ron - What Do I Gotta Live For Рекомендуем скачать: » Михаил Неволин - Так стоило ль бежать из дедовских краев... » Михаил Щербаков - Мой гордый дух под звездным кровом » Марина Хлебникова - Солнышко мое вставай » МГК - Прощальный дождь » Михаил Анчаров - Баллада о патруле городка Нинань » Маша и медведи - Земно-неземная » Михаил Щербаков - Душа » Мария Махова - Вы любите ли джаз?.. » Майя Кристалинская - Ненаглядный мой » Михаил Анчаров - МАЗ » Машина Времени - Кто из них я » Михаил Володин - Нулевая погода » Максим Дунаевский - Мушкетеры короля » Михаил Кочетков - Невольно чувствуешь вину... » Мумий Тролль - Эхом гонга » Михаил Волков - Два телефона » Маша Распутина - Мосты » Мальчишник - Последний раз » Машина Времени - Снова весна » Михаил Неволин - От ветра и дождя, от наступившей тьмы...
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