T.I. - Hurt (feat. Alfa Mega & Busta Rhymes) | Текст песни

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• T.I.
• Hurt (feat. Alfa Mega & Busta Rhymes)

Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba
You pussy niggas finna make me kill one a y'all

[Hook]
Ain't a damn thang change
I still keep that thang right up under my shirt
Betta tell 'em I ain't playin'
because it's all fun and games until somebody get hurt
Ain't a damn thang change
I still keep thang right up under my shirt
When i pull away hang and bang
cause it's all fun and games until somebody get hurt
Say you finna get hurt, murked, put him in the dirt
boy you betta catch me first
Say you finna get hurt, murked, put him in the dirt
boy you betta catch me first
Say you finna get hurt, murked, put him in the dirt
boy you betta catch me first
Say you finna get hurt, murked, put him in the dirt
boy you betta catch me first

[T.I.]
Alot of pussy niggas talk like broads love runnin' they mouth
That is till I run in they house
Put the gun in they mouth, tell a nigga talk shit now
Next thing you know the gun go [BLAH]
I ain't scared of the law
Naw
I'm about to go to war what it is nigga win lose or draw
I'll never get caught murkin' y'all cuz it ain't what you do [what you do]
The question is who saw?
Shawty I'm way too raw [raw]
Catch me any day you want
You could think I'm a player if you want
But the fact still remain if I got a AK and you don't [you don't]
Well then playa you gone wrong [bye]
Don't get me wrong cuz some niggas wanna kill me too (Well where they at?)
But they ain't sayin' bout shit
Cuz it's very well know where I'm at
They could catch me in the booth right now if it really like that
Naw nigga that they hoe get him
In the whole shit, the fo fo's spit they holla "oh shit"
Protectin' her and you both hit
You betta check ya gun cuz you'll be so sick
If the chopper leave you with no dick
Or a plastic bag holdin' yo' shit
Leave 6 in you, couple more in ya bitch
And I don't miss 'cause I'm focused, nigga!

[Hook]

[Alfa Mega]
I got you TIP
I'm finna ride homie
Fuck niggas might talk loud, act real, but they don't really want this here
Pussy niggas betta act right, lay low we know where ya family live
Trust me you don't want me up in ya crib with a ski mask on duck tapin ya kids
You can pray all you want but I don't forgive
You shouldnt have been doin nothin
But ya did what ya did
I ain't gotta spell it out pimp you know what it is
I'll rest your case to ya real man you know what it is
Plus I got a hundred goons with me, dressed in black
Fifty at the front door, fifty at the back
Half got K's, half got Macks
Bring 'em out, bring em out, show me where he at
We can do him right here, we could catch him in trap
Run up on his 'lac put a hole in his hat
Put his brain on the dash, and his thoughts in his lap
And dump 50 more on him and tell him to hold that
Lights out, no hasta manana, hasta la vista, sara nara
Y tu no tomorrow, no remorse and no sorrow
And the next one a y'all niggas try me like that
I swear to God man I'm really gonna snap

[Hook]

[Busta Rhymes]
Right now I'ma give you somethin' that a make a nigga beg please
When a bullet whiz by
You'll prolly feel a little breeze
Drop to ya knees,
i can see the big barrel of the chrome flip double grip handle for the squeeze
I keep a couple of those for the niggaz who talk shit
When I go to Jacob and i cop that brain
If you try to see me I'ma cock that thang
And I'ma pop that thang, and the shots gonna sting (really?)
The nigga ride inside the truck with me (and) for the most part the nigga [hey!]
Stuck with me And tell you somethin' if you really were smart and you knew
better people probably tell ya don't fuck with me
Front if want motherfucka you can catch it
Smile on my face even though I go