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Utwór: D rugs 2

  • wykonawca: Cam'Ron
  • wyświetleń: 1591


     I'm back on the street wit' heat, oh glorious hood
  Only two months in, Damn my lawyers good
  Ten bricks and a body that's lickin rich
  Tell the DA, fly fuckin' witnesses
  Sittin' in the cell, I could just vomit
  That's word to Elaja Mohammed, became wiser the prophet
  Gods not I, I time my guy, I don't hate to see the boys
  (Why)cuz the tapes can be destroyed
  They on the beat walkin, in my socks searchin me
  It's not hurtin me, most cops work for me
  Yo where Qweed, what up ma huh what
  where D at, damn yo we need that
  Yo yo, my earnin' in question, I'm burnin' and sweatin'
  You knowin' jail turn me depressant, I ain't learnin my lesson
  You just a dumb spouse, I ain't gone run him out
  I know where to find D rugs over Un's house
  
  (talking)
  Get the Fuck off me, I'm goin to Un house
  Get the fuck off me
  
  Verse 2:
  Yo, I knocked on the door, yo yo how it's lookin Un
  You seen d rugs, yeah I was cookin him
  I ran to the kitchen, Oh my God damn look at him
  What's the problem with him Un, yo he lookin slim
  What you ain't feed him right, what's wrong he ain't eatin right
  You fuckin wit' him that's why you sneezin' right
  What you mean duke, wit' d rugs ya ass will get a mean tooth
  You lookin like a fiend to
  But he made me cheddar, I'll take him to the death wit' me
  He felt the same, so the nigga left wit me
  Now we back, and dealin' in hoods
  Reunited and it feel so good
  Fiends comin thru in fleeces and sweaters,
  Increasin my cheddar Happy just to see us together
  Now we round up new click, competition too sick
  D rugs left blue six, woooo shit
  
  
  Verse 3:
  It's like I'm born to rock on the block, still clockin
  Me and D rugs hug but they still watchin, Lil hot chick
  She said man keep them mills poppin,
  The only way to keep you in they got to kill Cochran
  But he mixed business and pleasure he get to me
  And I'm a Geto Boy my mind playin tricks on me
  Optional, ay yo he still fuck wit ya moms
  Naw man that's impossible, Yo I heard she left the hospital
  So I stepped to 'em both, needless to lie
  My mother told me naw Cam chill he was prescribed
  She got to take him twice a day to keep her alive
  And I'm sittin' here shocked yo, rain don't stop yo
  What's that the lots yo, who that the cops yo
  Female Tahoe, connect wit the Brosco
  Fuck a hard case, I'm from a mob race
  Why does this fuckin' feel like the end of Scarface
  I'mma sucha sober, flip d rugs up to smell the odor
  Told him, he fucked us over
  Then popped girl, to my mother, told her I love her
  Plugged her, now only God can judge her
  Now after this tragedy, d rugs laughed at me
  He was here way before, and he'll be here after me
  Now here come the cops and the whole fuckin' calvary
  Snorted d rugs and had them niggaz blast at me
  
  (Gunshots)
  You can't kill me, I'm a fuckin killa you can't kill me

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