Текст (слова) песни: Yung Ro - 1, 2, 3 Noobooody

Nobody!
And a 1 and a 2 and a 3 nobody!
And a 1 and a 2 and a 3 nobody!
My nigga sip, my nigga e, my nigga b, nobody!
My nigga j, my nigga shay, my nigga p, nobody
Come and fuck wit nigga, come and fuck wit it (nobody!)
Who gon fuck wit it nigga, who gon fuck wit it (nobody)
My nigga sip, my nigga e, my nigga b, nobody!
My nigga j, my nigga shay, my nigga p, nobody
Come and fuck wit nigga, come and fuck wit it (nobody!)
Who gon fuck wit it nigga, who gon fuck wit it (nobody)

You won`t find another artist, who can sound like me
J-mac, won`t find another rappa who can shine like me
You won`t find another kid, ahead of his time like me
Their ain`t a hustla alive, who can grind like me
And ive bin, dyin` to meet someone who grime like me
Ain`t possible, nobody! got a mind like me
Who can go over ya head, make ya rewind that beat
Play catch up, and don`t catch up, to rhyme thats we
Wit no ice, no gold, I still shine when I speak
Smokin` till I`m jus, (whew) blowin` pinds of weed
In a old school hoop, screens behind the seat
Boogie, stunned marko, x and I cant find the sweat
I`m tired of niggaz eatin` for free, when I grind to eat
I got a lost bullet, who wanna play finders keeps
Bois gettin` cocky now, it`s bout time to speak
Real niggaz show me love, and haters grind they teeth
You got plex, bitch throw me, shoot a nine at me
And I`m like a butcher, cause I handle all kinds of beef
People askin` mac, how he go about findin` me
Cause I already got three verses done, I had to find a beat
Kissed my main chick, and had the girl cryin` for weeks
But ain`t nuthin changed, you got nobody, start dryin` ya cheeks
The game, has bin tooken, look it how they lookin`
The way I drop this light weight, before they even fly the hook in
gyeah, ay
I`m from the place where they box, and don`t break no fights
In nobody land, we get trained to break yo mics
Shake up dice, speak once don`t say thangs twice
Give my niggaz love, new comers don`t shake hands light
Over dance them dumb niggaz, they gon pay us twice
Some cookin`in my kitchen, and we don`t bake up rice
A born hustler, bin one ain`t gave up right
I`m so fast I had to slow down, and wake up life
Haha, lemme slow it down, do a show and clown
While on the streets, theres rowin` sounds
See how fast it go around
Gyeah, where my nobody team
Paid in full, color changin` click, nah I mean
Uh huh, I`ma young fly cocky
Mutha fucka,and ain`t nobody gon stop me
Girls love me, they say Yung Ro crazy
Plus she love the way I hop out, and say what`s up baby
They say Yung Ro so coo, what a foo
He is, ro no mami I`m so meish
Ye, I`m me, Yung Ro, fuck wit it, nobody!

And a 1 and a 2 and a 3 nobody!
And a 1 and a 2 and a 3 nobody!
And a 1 and a 2 and a 3 nobody!
Ye, ye, nobody!

And a 1 and a 2 and a 3 nobody!
And a 1 and a 2 and a 3 nobody!
My nigga sip, my nigga e, my nigga b, nobody!
My nigga j, my nigga shay, my nigga p, nobody
Come and fuck wit nigga, come and fuck wit it (nobody!)
Who gon fuck wit it nigga, who gon fuck wit it (nobody)
My nigga sip, my nigga e, my nigga b, nobody!
My nigga j, my nigga shay, my nigga p, nobody
Come and fuck wit nigga, come and fuck wit it (nobody!)
Who gon fuck wit it nigga, who gon fuck wit it (nobody)

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Все тексты песен: Yung Ro
» Yung Ro - Watch What You Say
» Yung Ro - Who is the Realest
» Yung Ro - 1, 2, 3 Noobooody
» Yung Ro - The Conversation
» Yung Ro - Punished for Hard Livin
» Yung Ro - So Much Pain
» Yung Ro - I Say What I Say
» Yung Ro - Both Sides of the Story
» Yung Ro - Realest Rappa Alive
» Yung Ro - Nobody is to Blame


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: Yung Ro - 1, 2, 3 Noobooody Nobody! And a 1 and a 2 and a 3 nobody! And a 1 and a 2 and a 3 nobody! My nigga sip, my nigga e, my nigga b, nobody! My nigga j, my nigga shay, my nigga p, nobody Come and fuck wit nigga, come and fuck wit it (nobody!) Who gon fuck wit it nigga, who gon fuck wit it (nobody) My nigga sip, my nigga e, my nigga b, nobody! My nigga j, my nigga shay, my nigga p, nobody Come and fuck wit nigga, come and fuck wit it (nobody!) Who gon fuck wit it nigga, who gon fuck wit it (nobody) You won`t find another artist, who can sound like me J-mac, won`t find another rappa who can shine like me You won`t find another kid, ahead of his time like me Their ain`t a hustla alive, who can grind like me And ive bin, dyin` to meet someone who grime like me Ain`t possible, nobody! got a mind like me Who can go over ya head, make ya rewind that beat Play catch up, and don`t catch up, to rhyme thats we Wit no ice, no gold, I still shine when I speak Smokin` till I`m jus, (whew) blowin` pinds of weed In a old school hoop, screens behind the seat Boogie, stunned marko, x and I cant find the sweat I`m tired of niggaz eatin` for free, when I grind to eat I got a lost bullet, who wanna play finders keeps Bois gettin` cocky now, it`s bout time to speak Real niggaz show me love, and haters grind they teeth You got plex, bitch throw me, shoot a nine at me And I`m like a butcher, cause I handle all kinds of beef People askin` mac, how he go about findin` me Cause I already got three verses done, I had to find a beat Kissed my main chick, and had the girl cryin` for weeks But ain`t nuthin changed, you got nobody, start dryin` ya cheeks The game, has bin tooken, look it how they lookin` The way I drop this light weight, before they even fly the hook in gyeah, ay I`m from the place where they box, and don`t break no fights In nobody land, we get trained to break yo mics Shake up dice, speak once don`t say thangs twice Give my niggaz love, new comers don`t shake hands light Over dance them dumb niggaz, they gon pay us twice Some cookin`in my kitchen, and we don`t bake up rice A born hustler, bin one ain`t gave up right I`m so fast I had to slow down, and wake up life Haha, lemme slow it down, do a show and clown While on the streets, theres rowin` sounds See how fast it go around Gyeah, where my nobody team Paid in full, color changin` click, nah I mean Uh huh, I`ma young fly cocky Mutha fucka,and ain`t nobody gon stop me Girls love me, they say Yung Ro crazy Plus she love the way I hop out, and say what`s up baby They say Yung Ro so coo, what a foo He is, ro no mami I`m so meish Ye, I`m me, Yung Ro, fuck wit it, nobody! And a 1 and a 2 and a 3 nobody! And a 1 and a 2 and a 3 nobody! And a 1 and a 2 and a 3 nobody! Ye, ye, nobody! And a 1 and a 2 and a 3 nobody! And a 1 and a 2 and a 3 nobody! My nigga sip, my nigga e, my nigga b, nobody! My nigga j, my nigga shay, my nigga p, nobody Come and fuck wit nigga, come and fuck wit it (nobody!) Who gon fuck wit it nigga, who gon fuck wit it (nobody) My nigga sip, my nigga e, my nigga b, nobody! My nigga j, my nigga shay, my nigga p, nobody Come and fuck wit nigga, come and fuck wit it (nobody!) Who gon fuck wit it nigga, who gon fuck wit it (nobody) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни 1, 2, 3 Noobooody: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/124/1/1148.html Все тексты песен: Yung Ro » Yung Ro - Watch What You Say » Yung Ro - Who is the Realest » Yung Ro - 1, 2, 3 Noobooody » Yung Ro - The Conversation » Yung Ro - Punished for Hard Livin » Yung Ro - So Much Pain » Yung Ro - I Say What I Say » Yung Ro - Both Sides of the Story » Yung Ro - Realest Rappa Alive » Yung Ro - Nobody is to Blame Рекомендуем скачать: » Эдита Пьеха - Наш сосед » Эдуард Муллер - Песня о духовом оркестре » Эли Бар-Яалом - Предложение другу » Эдуард Гончаров - Отполыхали маями сиреневые дни... » Эмир Шабашвили - Песенка деду » Эли Дубник - Последняя песня менестреля » Эли Бар-Яалом - Рыжая Маргарита » Эмир Шабашвили - Друзьям » Эмир Шабашвили - В Германию поеду » Эли Бар-Яалом - Все занимаются магией » Эли Бар-Яалом, Михаил Атлас - Утренняя зарядка » Эли Бар-Яалом - Баллада о говядине » Эли Бар-Яалом, Юлия Могилевер - У десяти ветров » Эли Бар-Яалом - Ода на предстоящее выступление автора в клубе Центра Неполных Семей, каковое, в результате, имело бы » Эли Бар-Яалом - Лохматую бороду намотав на рукав... » Эльмира Галеева - Романс 1921 года » Эли Бар-Яалом - Свадьба » Эли Бар-Яалом - Кто тут в сказку хочет? » Эли Бар-Яалом - Ирландское жаркое » Эли Бар-Яалом - Ворона блюз
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