ESHAM - Pay

    Версия для печатиВерсия для печати
    Группа: 
    ESHAM LYRICS
    
    "Pay"(feat. Bone Thugs 'N' Harmony)
    Growing up, living in a panic zone 
    Spitting wicket shit on the microphone 
    Smoke that shit, your brains be blown 
    You gone, nigga wrong 
    Only out for the scrilla, thats my fetty, boss 
    One-eight-seven ain't nothing but spaghetti sauce 
    Cross me you pay all costs 
    Heres one your ass just lost 
    All y'all must pay 
    Every dog has his day 
    Thats the reason they made the AK 
    Who just made the 10 o clock news? 
    Blew that boy up out his shoes 
    Old rules, left no clues 
    Body found floating in a bloody pool 
    Mass hysteria in America 
    Game lock down like a pitbull terrior 
    Bitch been a millionaire, I still wont marry ya 
    Slugs to you head, six people Paul-bury ya 
    Colgate froze flows like cocaine 
    Mental overdose explode your brain 
    Some might think that it's insane 
    To take a gun cock back and aim 
    
    You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me (You got that for me) 
    You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me (You know you owe me) 
    You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me (Pay me) 
    You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me (You know you owe me, baby) 
    
    [Layzie Bone]
    See the number one mission be to get this cash 
    And if a nigga fuck with that, I'm a get in his ass 
    I pull the trigger, squeeze, blast if you think you gon last 
    Seventeen to the spleen, you a thing of the past 
    When I really wanna smash I hit the stash spot 
    Put the nine to your mind and clean your cash out 
    See a nigga had to pay me if he ever owed me 
    A thug about my business, I'll do ya homie 
    Drink the O-E and tote the tech nine 
    I don't care what you claim, you gonn respect mine 
    Mean time, in between time, on the Esham 
    Finda put it down when it come to the green now 
    Look into my eyes, tell me can you really see? 
    Its the truth when I rap cause I bring mine 
    Bring it like I bring it cause nigga O-T 
    Original Thugsta from the B-O-N-E 
    C-Town to the D-Town 
    Its a Midwest thang we let em hang to the grees-ound 
    Smokin trees by the P's-ound 
    Blowing big with my niggas, muthafuckas wanna be down 
    But I'm a hit ya with the heat now 
    Cause when I creep now, deep down, nigga wanna let it go 
    But when it comes to the fetty, yo 
    You see a rich muthafucka turn straight into a wetty hoe 
    
    [Krayzie Bone]
    All the way from the C-Town 
    To the muthafucking D-Town 
    We down to get it cracking robbin'em and rappin, jackin 
    Whutever make us happy 
    And a nigga only happy if he got some cash 
    But if I'm broke as fuck then I'm mad 
    Ready to put a gun to some unlucky muthafuckas ass 
    And I'm a take him for the stash, break him 
    Leave the nigga there lookin sad 
    But if he tryin jump bad, I'm a fade him 
    The nigga gave me no ultimatum and I dont play that shit 
    Unhand the money,nigga 
    Pay me, I dont got all day 
    I got a couple muthafuckas to break 
    I want skrilla, for rilla 
    Killa, doller bill-a 
    This trigger is not ya friend and it gots no heart 
    So dont be thinking I wont stop yours 
    Give me everything ya got boy 
    You are now caught in the midst of original 
    Wigsplitter killer criminals 
    Better Watch out boy you might die! 
    
    You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me (You got that for me) 
    You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me (You know you owe me) 
    You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me (Pay me) 
    You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me (You know you owe me, baby) 
    
    [Wish Bone]
    Nigga, call the nigga "Sho Love" 
    Cause I gotta get mine 
    Even if I must bust 
    Said again I been good 
    But I'm still in the streets with heat 
    Cause a nigga gotta eat 
    Its a Bone thing what? 
    Cause I love some money 
    Funky, filthy, dirty money 
    And I... really hope ya dont owe me 
    Cause I.. really love my money 
    Ya die 
    I dont give a fuck 'f it's made in the hood 
    I dont give a fuck man, they say its all good just 
    Give me my cheese or else.. somebody gon bleed 
    Can you feel that? 
    Nigga get back what you dont believe 
    Ain't no tellin whut the Bone Thugs niggas got 'n sleeves 
    Dressed like a picture 
    Flash and I get you 
    No cameras here 
    Just nine millimeters 
    I'm not gonna loose 
    Real thug, really though 
    Paid my dues 
    But niggas wanna test 
    Aint no tellin who 
    Thats why I dont give a fuck about bloody pools 
    Leave em in that, fuck that 
    Bust back, real thugs stay strapped 
    You dream about it, but I really live that 
    Yes I love that honey but, oh 
    I love that money, that money so much moe! 
    
    You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me (You got that for me) 
    You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me (You know you owe me) 
    You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me (Pay me) 
    You know you can't play me, baby, gotta pay me (You know you owe me, baby)

    '   (   5   7   A   B   C   D   E   F   G   H   I   J   K   L   M   N   O   P   Q   R   S   T   U   V   W   X   Y   Z
      А   Б   В   Г   Д   Е   Ж   З   И   К   Л   М   Н   О   П   Р   С   Т   У   Ф   Ц   Ч   Ш   Щ   Ы   Э   Я