Young Buck - Car Clowdy (Feat. The Outlawz) [Prod. By Freeway TJay] [club1825883] | Текст песни

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• Car Clowdy (Feat. The Outlawz) [Prod. By Freeway TJay] [club1825883]

[?] it's emotional, a [?]
Clowdy car, car, clowdy car
[?] still posted up, so minds out
I took a time out just to find out
What a [?]
Got a thing [?] I'm like I'm out
From the bottom of the ball, I climb out
You know I'm back, I [?]
Don't sleep with a nigger, but I still will [?]
[?] I leave him in the street [?] nigger
My mind on money, it's just me and Marry,
I don't fuck with no one
Wrap all of my problems up in these [?] tell niggers to blow one
Come on, hit that shit [?]
[?] in the coop like you got no lungs
I'm cooking [?] in the [?]
Cause one bitch it just ain't no [?]
My feel's late, my [?]
But I'm a [?] I'm a get through
Ain't twisting, let's twist one up
See what this shit go

[Chorus:]
Hey! Got the windows up,
Car clowdy with a [?]
Knock you down, but I'm right back up
I'm running around, this bitch like what
Out of control like ain't got no breaks
Still strap like ain't got no case
We're strong, but they got no case
OK!
[?] bad bitch she ain't got no way
Knock down, I can't feel my face
All the hoes, they keep [?] me
You bitch niggers ain't bother me
Mary Jane, keep calling me!

I'm a leave him now
So hard just in the crowd
Fell a nigger [?] with my jeans around
We [?] low niggers better hurry up and get your way up!
New strap, new [?] I lost a butt
[?] money you ain't getting any, we got plenty niggers
Wanna see me go, but I'm still here, to the low
Ready for me on my stay, ready for a [?]
[?] nigger let's fly!
Take an [?] breaking off the [?]
Don't know when I'm coming down tonight
[?] for three days in the [?]
What you're talking about [?] I'm in the light!
What you're talking about nigger, this is all fair
[?] and we're giving the man [?]
I ain't drunk, still [?]
[?] my nigger, finger up!
Life is short, we gonna live shit up, live shit up, live shit up!

[Chorus:]
Hey! Got the windows up,
Car clowdy with a [?]
Knock you down, but I'm right back up
I'm running around, this bitch like what
Out of control like ain't got no breaks
Still strap like ain't got no case
We're strong, but they got no case
OK!
[?] bad bitch she ain't got no way
Knock down, I can't feel my face
All the hoes, they keep [?] me
You bitch niggers ain't bother me
Mary Jane, keep calling me!

Gotta get that strap to the max
Looking for enemies, hide to the back
J. F. Kennedy racks on racks
Still got [?] clock on clock.
You niggers all trapped in a [?]
Talk about this, talk about that
Trying to take a trap, when he talking about rats.
I don't know, but what I do know is everywhere I do go
Got my shit all safety!
I don't know about you, though
Pissed off lady, I'm a [?]
Talking dirty, but they ain't got no [?]
Talking [?] but they ain't got no fight
All this talk, I don't need no [?]
The angel's right [?]

My Cush strong, but they got no [?]
My red bone, she ain't got no [?]
This [?] blow, you ain't got no [?]
No witnesses, you ain't got no [?]
I walk with you, you ain't got no [?]
You a drug dealer, but ain't got no way
Small town, nigger [?]
Young nigger wanna eat, but he ain't got no play!
Young nigger wanna ride like he got that hard,
Young nigger die young, but his life just start
Got me walking to the [?]. find that [?]
[?] we're getting to it
[?] We're sticking to it
[?] we're outlaws, come join the movement!

[Chorus:]
Hey! Got the windows up,
Car clowdy with a [?]
Knock you down, but I'm right back up
I'm running around, this bitch like what
Out of control like ain't got no breaks
Still strap like ain't got no case

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