Текст (слова) песни: DJ Quik f 2nd II None - No Bullshit

[2nd II None]
All the way from the hood
One chocolate nigga up to no good
Yo I gotta watch my back, cause it`s like that
Too many fools on a mission
Tryin to put in work for a hood they ain`t even got they ass in
Everybody got beef, with me and my crew
But ain`t nobody step yet (so what the fuck they do?)
Talkin all day shit
Runnin they motherfuckin lip worried about who a blood or crip
Man, fuck the red and the blue team
Fool, my color runs green
and it`ll stay as I choose
And if my homies ain`t down, they catchin the blues
They wanna stab me in my back huh?
But soon as they do, I`m comin back at cha
The same go for a bitch
She wanna fuck and be good, til the money maker switch
And then I`m out on my limbs
Be got a grip on myself, and kicked the bitch to the wind
Cause my trust goes to no one (yup)
And sometimes - I can`t trust my damn self!
It`s a god damn shame
Ain`t no reason to blame, one fool or one game
But it`s life and a nigga gotta deal with it
Man, I`m just tired of the bullshit

[DJ Quik]
Now if the gangsta shit is what you`re cravin for
And the funky ass tape is what you`re savin for
Then look no further, cause I`m the brother
And I`ma break it down and kick the shit once more
Now the niggaz tryin to disrespect the Q they get knocked out
Niggaz tryin to disrespect the crew they get drug out
Niggaz tryin to catch a nigga slippin get snuffed out
And bitches tryin to set a nigga up they get carried out
And yeah that bucket that you ridin in, when the glock roar
that`s the same motherfucker you`ll be hidin in
Fifteen holes, flat tires and you`re windows gone
Now what`s really goin on?
From Denver to Phoenix and even St. Louis
Everywhere we went, fools tried to do us
And to the suckaz thinkin that a nigga wouldn`t steal
how your jaw feel, and is your nose healed?
Somewhere along the line they musta heard the rumor
of my underground days mixed with bangin and humor
And when I got on stage, they all jumped in my way
shoutin, "Whattup cuz?" just to see what I`d say
But I ain`t trippin, just checkin a grip
I ain`t crippin or even ruinin blood`n, just smokin a bud`n
gettin bent, so if you wanna see me throw a full fit
Then come up in my face with that bullshit

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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: DJ Quik f 2nd II None - No Bullshit [2nd II None] All the way from the hood One chocolate nigga up to no good Yo I gotta watch my back, cause it`s like that Too many fools on a mission Tryin to put in work for a hood they ain`t even got they ass in Everybody got beef, with me and my crew But ain`t nobody step yet (so what the fuck they do?) Talkin all day shit Runnin they motherfuckin lip worried about who a blood or crip Man, fuck the red and the blue team Fool, my color runs green and it`ll stay as I choose And if my homies ain`t down, they catchin the blues They wanna stab me in my back huh? But soon as they do, I`m comin back at cha The same go for a bitch She wanna fuck and be good, til the money maker switch And then I`m out on my limbs Be got a grip on myself, and kicked the bitch to the wind Cause my trust goes to no one (yup) And sometimes - I can`t trust my damn self! It`s a god damn shame Ain`t no reason to blame, one fool or one game But it`s life and a nigga gotta deal with it Man, I`m just tired of the bullshit [DJ Quik] Now if the gangsta shit is what you`re cravin for And the funky ass tape is what you`re savin for Then look no further, cause I`m the brother And I`ma break it down and kick the shit once more Now the niggaz tryin to disrespect the Q they get knocked out Niggaz tryin to disrespect the crew they get drug out Niggaz tryin to catch a nigga slippin get snuffed out And bitches tryin to set a nigga up they get carried out And yeah that bucket that you ridin in, when the glock roar that`s the same motherfucker you`ll be hidin in Fifteen holes, flat tires and you`re windows gone Now what`s really goin on? From Denver to Phoenix and even St. Louis Everywhere we went, fools tried to do us And to the suckaz thinkin that a nigga wouldn`t steal how your jaw feel, and is your nose healed? Somewhere along the line they musta heard the rumor of my underground days mixed with bangin and humor And when I got on stage, they all jumped in my way shoutin, "Whattup cuz?" just to see what I`d say But I ain`t trippin, just checkin a grip I ain`t crippin or even ruinin blood`n, just smokin a bud`n gettin bent, so if you wanna see me throw a full fit Then come up in my face with that bullshit Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни No Bullshit: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/12471.html Все тексты песен: DJ Quik f 2nd II None » DJ Quik f 2nd II None - No Bullshit Рекомендуем скачать: » Юрий Карпов - Пошел отсчет... » Юлия Поливанова - Бывают такие рассветы... » Юрий Кукин - Сердце Данко » Юрий Визбор - Католическая церковь » Юрий Визбор - В полуночном луче с базукой на плече... » Юрий Гарин - Прогулки по Москве » Юрий Визбор - Ах, какая пропажа » Юрий Кукин - Ничего » Юрий Визбор - Мадагаскар » Юлий Ким - Моя матушка Россия » Юрий Нестеренко - На улице дождь и слякоть... » Юрий Ким - Песня бродячего артиста » Юрий Кукин - Душа » Юрий Антонов - Крыша дома твоего » Юрий Визбор - Посвящение В.Смехову » Юлий Ким - Злодейская колыбельная песня » Юрий Панюшкин - Гаражи » Юрий Белов - Восемь тактов в ля минор » Юрий Устинов - А я за пазуху камней не собираю... » Юрий Визбор - Стук колес дробнее, поезд дальше мчится...
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