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жанры: hip-hop, rap
альбомы: T.I. vs. T.I.P.
Hurt
автор:
T.I.
жанры: hip-hop, rap
альбомы: T.I. vs. T.I.P.
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Ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba, ba You, pussy nigga, finna make me kill one of y'allAin't a damn thang change, I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt, better tell them I ain't playin' Because it's all fun and games until somebody get hurt Ain't a damn thang change, I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt when I pull away, hang and bang 'Cause it all fun and games until somebody get hurtWhen you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me firstSo you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me firstA lot of pussy nigga talk like bro, little runnin' their mouth That is till run in their house, put the gun in their mouth Tell 'em, "Nigga, talk shit now", they think you know they gonna I ain't scared of the law, now I'm 'bout to go to war What it is, nigga? Where you lose your jaw?I never get caught murkin' y'all 'cause it ain't watcha do The question is who saw when I'm way to raw? Catch me any day you want, you can think I'm a playa if you want But the facts that remain, if I got an AK you don't Well, then, playa, you goneDon't get me wrong, pussy niggas wanna kill me too But this ain't 'bout shit 'cause it's very well known where I'm at They can catch me in the booth right now if they really like that Now nigga needing hoe get 'em in the hole, shit The fo fo is big and all that ole' shit, protect the heart of you, both itYou betta check ya gun 'cause you so sick If the chopper leave you with no dick [Incomprehensible] holdin' your shit At least six of you and a couple more of you bitches And I don't miss 'cause I'm focusedAin't a damn thang change, I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt, better tell them I ain't playin' Because it's all fun and games until somebody get hurt Ain't a damn thang change, I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt when I pull away, hang and bang 'Cause it all fun and games until somebody get hurtWhen you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me firstSo you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me firstBoy, you might talk loud, act real but they don't really want this here Pussy niggas, better act right, lay low, we know where your family live Trust me, you don't want me up in your grill With a ski mask on, duct taping your kids You can pray all you want but I don't forgiveYou should have been doin' nothing but what you did what you did I ain't gotta spell it out, pimp, you know what it is Where your gangsta, your 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 magsBring 'em out, bring 'em out, show 'em where they at We can do them right here, we can catch them in a trap Run up on this nigga, put a hole in his hat Put his brains on the dash in the stalks He has some dumb fifty more with him and tell them to hold thatLights out, no hasta manana, asta la vista, sara nara Y tu, no tomorrow, no remorse and no sorrow And the next one of y'all, niggas, try me like that I swear to God, man, Im really gonna snapAin't a damn thang change, I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt, better tell them I ain't playin' Because it's all fun and games until somebody get hurt Ain't a damn thang change, I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt when I pull away, hang and bang 'Cause it all fun and games until somebody get hurtWhen you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me firstSo you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me firstRight now [Incomprehensible] make a nigga beg please When a bullet goes by probably feel a little breeze, drop to yo knees I can see the big barrel of the chrome flip Double grip handle where to squeeze I keep a couple lit off for the niggas who talk shitWhen I go to Jacob and I cop that brain If he tried to see me Ima cop that thang And Ima pop that thang and the shots gonna stay The nigga 'bout to set the trunk with me For the most part, nigga, youre stuck with meI'd tell you something if you was really smart and you knew better People probably tell ya, Don't fuck with me Front if you want, muthafucka, you can catch it The smile on my face even if I got a rachet Ah, pop off, police, pull me over, believe I got a compartmentIf I gotta stash it, must I just remind ya, niggas when I come through? Know that I am a find ya, niggas Take two bust so many shots, come now I'll probably blind y'all, niggas Now okay, lets go, see you don't really wanna feel moshpit blow Crap up a nigga then I cap up a nigga When I finish then we'll turn it into an ob search, yoLook, listen and you better observe, yo, You listening from the bullet that the glock burst slow Shoulda probably tweaked you up just a little and had your body leanin Lookin' like a quarter past four Stay down better, checkin' for a nigga who can put yo body in the dirt I don't play bitch, if you really need to go the other way You know I got it under way, sirAin't a damn thang change, I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt, better tell them I ain't playin' Because it's all fun and games until somebody get hurt Ain't a damn thang change, I still keep that thang Right up under my shirt when I pull away, hang and bang 'Cause it all fun and games until somebody get hurtWhen you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me firstSo you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first So you finna get hurt, murked, put 'em in the dirt Boy, you better catch me first
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