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Текст (слова) песни: E-40 f The Click - Charlie Hustle: Blueprint of a Self-Made

[E-40]
Let`s make it happen
Mmmhmm.. I mean it can`t get mo` mobber
Y`know, we like to buy our shit in bulk
Y`know in VOLUMES
Y`know like CostCo? We fuck with Bosco
(Fuckin with Bosco) You smell me?
It`s that mob shit nigga, so damn sinister
Sssshit, BEOTCH!

Chorus: {all}

Fuckin they nose like this
[T] Your nose, fuckin your nose like this
[E] Like that? [T] It`s like that
[E] Like this!
Fuckin they nose like this
[T] It`s like this
[E] Like that? [T] Like that
[E] Like this! (Weeee, beeee)
Fuckin they nose like this
[T] Your nose, fuckin your nose like this
[E] Like that? [T] It`s like that
[E] Like this!
Fuckin they nose like this
[T] It`s like this
[E] Like that? [T] Like that
[E] Like this!

[B-Legit]
I be the first out, nigga shady bring the worst out
Black beretta put the thirst out
See I`m rollin in my truck, dick hardest to fuck
Hit a block, and let the bitch blow on my sock
I got bass rock tips, red-nose tits
Las Vegas chips better dub out here (uh-huh)
Spend G`s overseas got `em sprung on the game (sprung on the game)
And all in Amsterdam you was hearin my name
I move raps over beats, tales from the street
Concrete walker, straight male stalker
(??) broken temple of hemp, I keep it simple
Money all mine, I give a fuck if you fine
My crew, doggish, Sic-Wid-It hoggish
Ball in two-thousand, suckers ain`t allowed in
Catch me on the track with the froze up wrists
and I`ll be fuckin they nose, like this (BEEOTCH!)

Chorus w/ minor variations

[Suga T]
These bitches in competition (what what)
but ain`t gon` bust a grape in a food fight
and nigga, you blowin hot air
I don`t care, I keep a spare square
Bitches better beware, run up I dare you
Suga T the boss bitch, hittin switches
Mobbin old school then beatin down bitches
I`m struttin my tools, fool; give it up or shut up
Been done mess around and got stuck-up, set up
I still ride with yola copped in my cot
Impulse with chops and still be a top notch
Fuckin your nose, and yo` dome (and yo` dome)
Man Shot, let these haters know

[D-Shot]
I was intrigued by the way things ran
How it was done (what else) how a bitches mind was run
So I hollered at the master pimp, who was dressed in mink
I asked him could I buy him a drink
He said, "What can I do for you son?" I said I wish to pimp
I want yo` same stroll, and I want yo` limp
I want my mail to be as long as yours
Sport big cars and breakin all the whores
Load me up with your finest disk
I`m only fifteen and I`m ready to pimp
I want my hoes to pull in all the tricks
I`m fuckin they nose like this

Chorus w/ variations

FUCKIN THEY NOSE LIKE THIS
Aowwww, aowwww, I can feel it when you talk
[E-40] When you talk
Even when you walk
[E-40] Whenever I walk
Won`t you sprinkle me
[E-40] Sprinkle me mayne
Just thank you, thank you
[E-40] Just what? Sprinkle me mayne
FUCKIN THEY NOSE LIKE THIS
[E-40] Uh-huh
Just thank you, thank you

[E-40]
BEOTCH! Remember me?
From "I got a mirror in my pocket and I practice lookin hard"

 

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