Текст (слова) песни: Dirty - We Still

[Intro: Big Pimp]
Ha ha, off the top
We back, Dirty Boyz
A new beginnin` baby
We doin` this thang with Nfinity, and motherfuckin` Rap-A-Lot
Black Klown forever
All my dirty boyz representing the motherfuckin` south
Alabama that is
Off the top, we still, and we still

[Verse 1: Big Pimp]
I`m a pimp to the first degree
The same nigga teachin` the pimp game to you
Shit, he heard it from me
Occasionally, I sack and hustle herb on the street
My cousin G say mac these hoes and leave the curb up to me
So I`m oblidged--to tell every girl that I meet
She wanna ride--she gotta get some dirt on her knees
It hurt`em to see, they baby mama swervin` with me
Left out your house with some pants but had a skirt underneath
She in the heavy C-H-E-V 350 rockin` with the shift kit hurtin` the street
She on the block like she workin` the street
But if I get her in my car, I`mma have the bitch slurpin` for free
Oh you say you wanna twirk for a fee? Well I ain`t no trick, BIOTCH
I`ll have your ass workin` for me
They call me Peter Wee, because I flirt with the freaks
But you ain`t never seen me do it, you just heard it was me
And I`m is...

[Chorus: Big Pimp] (2x)
We still pimpin` hoes, we still gangstafied
We still ridin` vogues, we gettin` high
We still in the club, we still sackin` wood
We still on them tweety dubs, we still in the hood

[Verse 2: G-Stacka]
Now you know Gangsta stayin` blacked down, with a black 4-pound
And`ll bust off rounds, in your chest until your back blow out
Cause everyday I hit the corner with a cracked up ounce
Them fiends see me, boy they start to do the Crackhead Bounce
And I got grams, grams, and grams of blow
Of pure white snow, I call myself the good-dope-store
You`ll catch me deep off in the hood sittin` on all gold spokes
Or probably smokin` on that wood, sippin` that Hypnot-o
And my motto is: If you ain`t gangsta, you ain`t livin` right
And if you ain`t pimpin` we got prescriptions that`ll get you tight
I come from the street, so packin` heat is just a part of life
And game on your wife, freak her one night now she a super dike
And it`s the same damn thang everyday, flood the block with ya`
They don`t smoke if they don`t pay
I got a tech-9 in my waistline that`ll leave your smoke gray
And in the hood is where you`ll find me on a daily paper chase

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: G-Stacka]
Now when they see me, hell they holla "Gangsta what you got for bout two bills"
I`ll give your ass a ten pack of triple stack X-pills
And that`s real, cause a nigga out here tryin` to live
I hit the block with a bunch of rocks until I stack me a mil`

[Verse 4: Big Pimp]
I shack/Shaq like O`neal, thirty-two O`s in the grill
I point guard with G, but I coach them hoes like I`m Phil
Niggas ask what I`ll be doin` if I ain`t have this deal
And I tell them "The same thang for the last eighteen years"
And that is...

[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: Dirty - We Still [Intro: Big Pimp] Ha ha, off the top We back, Dirty Boyz A new beginnin` baby We doin` this thang with Nfinity, and motherfuckin` Rap-A-Lot Black Klown forever All my dirty boyz representing the motherfuckin` south Alabama that is Off the top, we still, and we still [Verse 1: Big Pimp] I`m a pimp to the first degree The same nigga teachin` the pimp game to you Shit, he heard it from me Occasionally, I sack and hustle herb on the street My cousin G say mac these hoes and leave the curb up to me So I`m oblidged--to tell every girl that I meet She wanna ride--she gotta get some dirt on her knees It hurt`em to see, they baby mama swervin` with me Left out your house with some pants but had a skirt underneath She in the heavy C-H-E-V 350 rockin` with the shift kit hurtin` the street She on the block like she workin` the street But if I get her in my car, I`mma have the bitch slurpin` for free Oh you say you wanna twirk for a fee? Well I ain`t no trick, BIOTCH I`ll have your ass workin` for me They call me Peter Wee, because I flirt with the freaks But you ain`t never seen me do it, you just heard it was me And I`m is... [Chorus: Big Pimp] (2x) We still pimpin` hoes, we still gangstafied We still ridin` vogues, we gettin` high We still in the club, we still sackin` wood We still on them tweety dubs, we still in the hood [Verse 2: G-Stacka] Now you know Gangsta stayin` blacked down, with a black 4-pound And`ll bust off rounds, in your chest until your back blow out Cause everyday I hit the corner with a cracked up ounce Them fiends see me, boy they start to do the Crackhead Bounce And I got grams, grams, and grams of blow Of pure white snow, I call myself the good-dope-store You`ll catch me deep off in the hood sittin` on all gold spokes Or probably smokin` on that wood, sippin` that Hypnot-o And my motto is: If you ain`t gangsta, you ain`t livin` right And if you ain`t pimpin` we got prescriptions that`ll get you tight I come from the street, so packin` heat is just a part of life And game on your wife, freak her one night now she a super dike And it`s the same damn thang everyday, flood the block with ya` They don`t smoke if they don`t pay I got a tech-9 in my waistline that`ll leave your smoke gray And in the hood is where you`ll find me on a daily paper chase [Chorus] [Verse 3: G-Stacka] Now when they see me, hell they holla "Gangsta what you got for bout two bills" I`ll give your ass a ten pack of triple stack X-pills And that`s real, cause a nigga out here tryin` to live I hit the block with a bunch of rocks until I stack me a mil` [Verse 4: Big Pimp] I shack/Shaq like O`neal, thirty-two O`s in the grill I point guard with G, but I coach them hoes like I`m Phil Niggas ask what I`ll be doin` if I ain`t have this deal And I tell them "The same thang for the last eighteen years" And that is... [Chorus] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни We Still: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/12250.html Все тексты песен: Dirty » Dirty - Gimme Sum Mo » Dirty - We Still » Dirty - My Cadillac » Dirty - Rollin` Vogues » Dirty - Dirty Niggaz » Dirty - If I Die Tonight » Dirty - Ride » Dirty - Feel Mi Ni » Dirty - 24 Inches Woodgrain Grippin » Dirty - Yeanheard » Dirty - I Wish » Dirty - Hit Da Floe » Dirty - Paid My Dues » Dirty - 6 Deep Creepin` » Dirty - Love Us or Hate Us » Dirty - Da Land » Dirty - Candyman » Dirty - Twinkys » Dirty - Dirty Luv » Dirty - Bendin` Corners Рекомендуем скачать: » Юрий Визбор - Нам бы выпить перед » Юрий Харченко - Птица странная » Юрий Визбор - Пародия на Ю.Кима » Юрий Панюшкин - Я уеду далеко-далеко, стихнут поутру шаги... » Юрий Борисов - Снова деньги, пьянка, шутки... » Юрий Лоза - Мать пишет » Юлий Ким - Как я искал грибы » Юрий Нестеренко - История с географией » Юрий Визбор - Пародия на А.Галича » Юрий Вайханский - За книгой » Юрий Зыков - Надпись на музейном топоре » Юрий Визбор - Если ты уйдешь, станет мне темно... » Юрий Визбор - Здравствуй, осень » Юля Началова - Я не твоя » Юрий Визбор - Ночной полет » Юрий Визбор - Фанские горы » Юрий Левитанский, Вадим Мищук, Валерий Мищук - Я, побывавший там, где вы не бывали... » Юрий Панюшкин - Считалочка рабоче-крестьянская » Ю.Началова - Песнь о солдате » Юрий Визбор - Встреча в пути
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