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Текст (слова) песни: Three 6 Mafia - All or Nothin`

(Lord Infamous)
Gotta have a big back
Bank account not pitty amounts
Bud by the pound
Smoke a mothafuckin` ounce
A mean ass crib
All digital studio
And some down ass hoes for the road
I want it all or nothin`
I want it all or nothin`
They bitches with a punch bowl of weed
I call it bud in bed
On the spread
Plenty cash
Dumpin` blunt ashes on they ass
A bed with hydrolix
Liqour cause I`m alcoholic
No college for my knowlege
Cause I knew how to make profits
Don`t like expensive clothes
Just the gangsta aparrel
Grab my route foul
As I walk down the threshold
Black as a shadow
Smoke loc vehicle
Hit Triple 6 up on my motorola portable
Keepin` it key low pro flow
In the studio
Part time jiggalo
Rock a show to make some dough
Lord Infamous
Mafios a gangsta pimp playa
Got on my brand new scarecrow underwear
600 acre marajuana field in my backyard
Smokin banana leaves on my lawn chair
Playa cause a room
Full of mothafuckin` bombs and artillery
All fuckin` century I need

Chorus
Plenty money and dope
Alot of fine hoes
A fresh car and crib
That`s how I like to live
I want it all or nothin`

(Juicy "J")
Back in the days I was broke
No joke
Fucked up in town
No g`s no hope
A nigga used to hike home from school
On the bike trail
Wishin` one day this rap shit`ll probably make me bail
Lil` ??? was the niggas I used to hang with
Andre and Big Trese
North Memphis bound bitch
Hangin` on Evergreen corners
Holdin` my fuckin` nuts
Watchin` freaks walk by
Sayin dirty bitch wassup
But they wasn`t goin`
Cause they want a nigga sellin` yam
A mean four way
With the grain wood his ass in
95.0 chevy thang with the vogues
But I used to catch the bus
and lounge and the china store
I just couldn`t wait
Tryin` to rap to get my final break
Juicy "J" AKA The Juice I want it on my tape
Sell and make money
So the niggas in my hood`ll know
Any one wanna ride I`ll be singin` this chorus

Chorus

(DJ Paul)
In the 9-5
I decided fuck this underground tape shit
Stack some cheese
So quit puts on my disses
Tryin` to break bitch
Kinda quick kinda fast
To a bigger studio
Bullshit producers tryin` to fuck me up my asshole
Tradin` ass niggas sayin` they do
Just enough for me
If you ain`t for real
Then keep it to yourself
Cause see I ain`t got time
plus aint in a mood for playin no fuckin games
you cross me somethin and I dont get it
I gotta lay it down
But I ain`t and I`m not nigga
I gotta make more than I did in the 9
For whatever it takes it wont be easy
Cause in they never why
In dough it better stay like this
Or get greater
Cause if a nigga fuck me now
I promise he pay for it later
That`s why I beat you to my game
And I learned the business
Cause you will straight be missin`
Without a witness
I want a pound of weed
And a candy face in the den
A bank account readin` a mill
And a 95 Benz

Chorus

 

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