Lil John - BME Click (American Rap Bass Songs) [vk.com/dbooster | bassboosted] | Текст песни

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• BME Click (American Rap Bass Songs) [vk.com/dbooster | bassboosted]

Verse 1 Bezel
Whateva Bezel give ya goin be fi yi yi
Drop some acid in ya drink make ya see ta da
I don't care if my girl just a leg n' a thigh
She better spread her thighs let me hear her ayi yi yi
They say if you wait a little while good things'll come
Drink come get yours but you blink and it's gone
Patient dude I really can't wait that long
Been layin fools down way before that 8ball song
I Like that benze go ahead and run that man
Boy you'ze a ho I think you jwanna man
It's not your boy from D12
It's ATL
One of the sickest dudes out they like ain't he well
Adamville ain't changed
It's still the same
They thought knockin' ??? would stop the cane
Boss the plane they livin' on fantasy island
Double move if a quake made Atlanta Island

Verse 2 Don P
This ya boy Don P
AKA get away from me
I don't play I just ride
How they gon' see ... I don't hide
Never had a watch so I never had the time
Always had money but I stayed on the grind
Girls give me head so I gotta million miles
World's most wanted I done did a million crimes
Gotta be (established?) that I'm twice platinum
Gimme some space ... back back some
Ain't really smart but ain't that dumb
????? ... you can keep it crunk
I don't drop hits ... I drop bombs
Forget bein' a star ... I'm a ... sun
... lookin' at me talkin' 'bout it's all good
Kings of crunk ... comin through yo hood
Bi*ch

Verse 3 Black Boi
See I ain't come to play
I came to spit bars inside cars
To let you niggas know where I stay
285 way don't miss the byway
On my high way
Eastside we on that remi and that purple 'round my way
Okay boy now let me spit it's Black Boi
On this here and boy I'm real wit this ... I rip drawers off take yo balls off
Cuz you knew before you came in my room girl you was so sawed off
Was I wrote off? Oh Nooo
I was strapped at it ... Before you close the door now dats fa sho
We on that dro when you get up out my car ... don't slam my door
...
Verse 3 Dirty Mouth
ATL is my home
And know my hip keep that chrome
For the ones who talkin' ... They better leave me alone
I ain't playin' no games
I'm just out for this fame
Gettin' this money is how I see ya gettin' blow from the jane
Keep your distance I'm 'bout to start movin' this chain
This hollow tip gon' be rainin' on the top of ya brain
Hot like lava I'm loadin up this chrome problem solva
So watch ya back 'cause here I come dropin' bodies like bombers
This smith n wessen is gonna teach you haters a lesson
All you niggas keep on stressin how we smoke up the essence
This herbal session just keep a ... full of confession
So while I'm diggin' in your purse I keep that heat for protection
Now gimme your loot
This ... gon' make me pimp shoot
This ... think I'm plannin' think I'm roody like poo
You think I'm gravy I told you boys don't play me for lame
This ... that wanted to listen I took his ... out the game bi*ch

Verse 4 LA
T-R-Y M-E ... ... Lil LA off in this bi*ch
Ready to bust yo ... ... ... rich ... if you wanna talk that ... Gon' hate I ain't stun ya runnin' up I'll get ya split
From the bottom to the top
Top to bottom you will go
Naw ho I ain't the ... to be ... wit fo
Sic 'em git 'em split 'em hit 'em
Tear that ... ... up
I kill for fun mayne and
I ain't jokin mayne
What's up back up ... ...
Who you takin to
Yeah scary ... ... we comin' for you
If you wanna talk ...

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