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    Big Ed

    Uh Oh

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    Добавлена 20 февраля 2008 пользователем AND1

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    [master p]
    Big ed, fiend, mystikal.
    You all get in, get the motherfuckin money.
    And if anybody moves, huh, buck em.
    It's a 211, don't make it a 187
    It's a 211, don't make it a 187
    It's a 211, don't make it a 187
    It's a 211, don't make it a 187
    Where they at, where they at, get the gat, get the gat
    Where they at, where they at, get the gat, get the gat
    Where they at, where they at, get the gat, get the gat
    Where they at, where they at, get the gat
    [mystikal]
    When mystikal hits the door it go (door squeak)
    Fifty cent they goin get ? ? ? ?
    I got the things on fire let em burn
    Kill everybody plus the women and the churn
    Nigga huh, nigga what you goin learn
    Where I'm a put you bitch you ain't goin return
    Get it straight like your hair when you perm
    I'm a streak like comin from my sperm
    I hope it stick like a motherfuckin fern
    Bitch I make ten times what you earn
    And for all you bitches concerned
    A 211, a 187 goin be confirmed
    [master p]
    It's a 211, don't make it a 187
    It's a 211, don't make it a 187
    It's a 211, don't make it a 187
    It's a 211, don't make it a 187
    [fiend]
    Womp womp, womp womp
    Way I feel with these twin glocks, goin up when the pin drops
    And all you fat hogs, chop down it's a thin cop
    Or feel hot, you meet my richer nigga taker
    With balls on my caper and find her if you gotta maker
    Braker, two one one, with my two new guns
    Love to see you run, I just use your come
    Gun cooked, unhooked for tryin to reach
    Including my strap so I unleash the beast
    I dare you preach, you got way more then me
    And it's just somethin I couldn't ignore you see
    Better up somethin, or me and my shottie goin buck up somethin
    Snuff somethin, and then night, and slowly cut somethin
    [master p]
    It's a 211, don't make it a 187
    It's a 211, don't make it a 187
    It's a 211, don't make it a 187
    It's a 211, don't make it a 187
    [big ed]
    P point out the house, watch me run up in this bitch
    Nigga come out that rug, don't make me bust your shit
    Nigga dust your shit, hit em with cocain and dope
    And after all of my shows I'm gettin head from hoes
    Hypnotized by the way that stripper blast
    She shoots me deep in a trance
    But look in my tru shit fast or I'm ready to ass
    Dont you make a motherfuckin sound
    My pistol is pionted right between your frown
    Nigga get down on the fuckin ground
    With my kids gotta eat rob everybody around
    Pull akickdoe (boom), breakin niggas off
    Shit get shady when decks em with the sawed off
    [master p]
    It's a 211, don't make it a 187
    It's a 211, don't make it a 187
    It's a 211, don't make it a 187
    It's a 211, don't make it a 187
    Uh oh!
    See, we can do this the motherfuckin right way.
    Just give me the motherfuckin money.
    Nobody moves, nobody hurt.
    That's it!
    Bitch, don't fuckin move, now look what you made me do.
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