Текст (слова) песни: Project Pat - Cheese And Dope

[Project Pat]
I been slanging on this green green that I done get cut
by these police making raids, jumping out chicken nutz
couldn`t ball, down to none, got this weed is in my lungs
nigga`s stick me for a bag, I`ma shoot `em in his ass
I`ma show `em who the boss, when you niggaz gonna learn
When you cross in this game, then yo ass will get hurt
When my turn? or my time? rock a what, for a dime
Takin` fair chance after chance, but I got to dance
Take the rules of this shit, that`s why I keep a revolver
I`ve been heard you`re robbers, don`t want no other robbers boy
I done and scald ya, with pistol slapped cross mouth
Reach in niggaz pockets, and take yo money out
When you know what`s goin`, you got cheese, I got dope
For da 900th stone, I got peas, I got coke
ain`t no credit give mang you could get from round here
Niggas robbing, niggas banging niggas slangin` down here

[chorus]

I got cheeeese, hoez, and a bunch of fucking dope
I got peeeeeas, coke, and some killaz at da doo`
hyyydro weed smoke, and a quarter ounce of dough
what yoooouuuu need brah, is to fuck wit yo boy

[Project Pat]
You heard word? what`s the word? but you dawgs is da low
selling weed and this weed, but you won`t complain a stoo`
I`ma go, I`ma pull, leave a rabbit out a hat
On some cane, mr.sugar, and some killaz strapped wit gats
Always trying to be slick, you done stepped in some shit
You done broke ghetto laws, you could tote a fuckin jaws
Nigga boy, he ain`t know, cus da street never minds
Walk right up on yo ass, shoot you, right between the eyes,
you be stinkin` wit the flies
walking around on chrome, wit yo bitch, smokin` dro
fucking all in yo home, while she kissing on ma lips,
She be sucking on ma dick, grip the glock - sixteen booms as I dip
Through the streets of da hood, north memphis hollywood
Represent it, to da max, out this out of state facts
Trying to stack me some pape`s, got my foot on you snakes
Trying to squeeze, hustle-in, for you niggaz that I fade

[chorus 2x]

You could duck from the tech, on da scaldae
Once I get my cheese, or my flow, then I must be paid
If you want to come against me dawg, bring your whole brigade
Get you suckaz sliced, like a dog, with a swisher blade
Sippin` on some pauly vision, like some sweet kool-aid
Strapped with me, an automatic gun, don`t you violate
Niggaz ain`t gonna snitch on me dawg, i didn`t hesitate
Caught him, at the projects one day, sent him, to his grave
Playaz wanna come through the hood, but they got the fear
Knowing it ain`t all to the good, you could get it here
Wrong place, at the wrong time, calling "sip" let`s go
Wope fiends, keep me on the map, and my pockets full
Eyes red ass hell, cuz I ain`t had a blink of sleep
Snorted a quarter ball, so that U, could stay on my feet
Trick`s in this bitch, just as same as a nigga too
If you trusting hoes in this game, you`se a dammn fool..

[chorus till end]

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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: Project Pat - Cheese And Dope [Project Pat] I been slanging on this green green that I done get cut by these police making raids, jumping out chicken nutz couldn`t ball, down to none, got this weed is in my lungs nigga`s stick me for a bag, I`ma shoot `em in his ass I`ma show `em who the boss, when you niggaz gonna learn When you cross in this game, then yo ass will get hurt When my turn? or my time? rock a what, for a dime Takin` fair chance after chance, but I got to dance Take the rules of this shit, that`s why I keep a revolver I`ve been heard you`re robbers, don`t want no other robbers boy I done and scald ya, with pistol slapped cross mouth Reach in niggaz pockets, and take yo money out When you know what`s goin`, you got cheese, I got dope For da 900th stone, I got peas, I got coke ain`t no credit give mang you could get from round here Niggas robbing, niggas banging niggas slangin` down here [chorus] I got cheeeese, hoez, and a bunch of fucking dope I got peeeeeas, coke, and some killaz at da doo` hyyydro weed smoke, and a quarter ounce of dough what yoooouuuu need brah, is to fuck wit yo boy [Project Pat] You heard word? what`s the word? but you dawgs is da low selling weed and this weed, but you won`t complain a stoo` I`ma go, I`ma pull, leave a rabbit out a hat On some cane, mr.sugar, and some killaz strapped wit gats Always trying to be slick, you done stepped in some shit You done broke ghetto laws, you could tote a fuckin jaws Nigga boy, he ain`t know, cus da street never minds Walk right up on yo ass, shoot you, right between the eyes, you be stinkin` wit the flies walking around on chrome, wit yo bitch, smokin` dro fucking all in yo home, while she kissing on ma lips, She be sucking on ma dick, grip the glock - sixteen booms as I dip Through the streets of da hood, north memphis hollywood Represent it, to da max, out this out of state facts Trying to stack me some pape`s, got my foot on you snakes Trying to squeeze, hustle-in, for you niggaz that I fade [chorus 2x] You could duck from the tech, on da scaldae Once I get my cheese, or my flow, then I must be paid If you want to come against me dawg, bring your whole brigade Get you suckaz sliced, like a dog, with a swisher blade Sippin` on some pauly vision, like some sweet kool-aid Strapped with me, an automatic gun, don`t you violate Niggaz ain`t gonna snitch on me dawg, i didn`t hesitate Caught him, at the projects one day, sent him, to his grave Playaz wanna come through the hood, but they got the fear Knowing it ain`t all to the good, you could get it here Wrong place, at the wrong time, calling "sip" let`s go Wope fiends, keep me on the map, and my pockets full Eyes red ass hell, cuz I ain`t had a blink of sleep Snorted a quarter ball, so that U, could stay on my feet Trick`s in this bitch, just as same as a nigga too If you trusting hoes in this game, you`se a dammn fool.. [chorus till end] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Cheese And Dope: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/115/1/10206.html Все тексты песен: Project Pat » Project Pat - Ooh Nuthin` » Project Pat - Bitch Smackin Killa » Project Pat - 528-CASH » Project Pat - I Choose You » Project Pat - Niggas Got Me Fucked Up » Project Pat - Choppers » Project Pat - Whole Lotta Weed » Project Pat - Gorilla Pimp » Project Pat - Easily Executed » Project Pat - Chickenheads » Project Pat - Run A Train » Project Pat - North Memphis » Project Pat - Up There » Project Pat - This Pimp » Project Pat - Life We Live » Project Pat - Ooh Nuthin` » Project Pat - Y`all Niggaz Ain`t No Killaz, Y`all Nigg » Project Pat - We Ain`t Scared Ho » Project Pat - Ghetty Green » Project Pat - You Know The Biss Рекомендуем скачать: » Борис Вахнюк - Песенному фестивалю памяти Валерия Грушина » Булат Окуджава - Дальняя Дорога » Борис Вахнюк - Так было. Кончилась война... » Блестящие - Брат мой десантник » Борис Вячеславов - Мой маленький принц » Булат Окуджава - Старинная солдатская песня » Братья Гримм - Кустурица » Братья Грим - Норвегия » Булат Окуджава - Фотографии друзей » Братья Грим - Reality » Браво - Незабудка » Белый Орел - Небеса не могут ждать » Булат Окуджава, Исаак Шварц - Блиндажи той войны все травой заросли... » Бригадный подряд - Чойболсан » Борис Бляхман - Картинка старого двора... » Борис Вайханский - Рождественская баллада для морских пиратов » Булат Окуджава - Исторический роман » Браво - Парень в лиловом сомбреро » Булат Окуджава - Зной (Стихи) » Булат Окуджава - Отъезд (Владимиру Спивакову)
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