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    Текст песни Dj Clue - Chinatown

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    (feat. Lil' Kim & Junior M.A.F.I.A.)
    [Lil' Kim]
    Yeah How many hitters can stand the rain
    (Queen Bee Entertainment I'm runnin shit now)
    This is only a test
    La la la la la
    (What We told you it was commin)
    La la la La la la la la
    (We in front of the scenes
    and in back of the scenes
    so what you gon do now)
    La la la
    [Lil' Kim]
    Bitches wanna front on me
    But know not to come to me
    I keep ten glocks
    Ten rotts up in front of me (grr)
    Like they sprayin sumin (Sprayin sumin)
    Like they sayin sumin (Sayin sumin)
    I gets my bark on like I'm DMX or somethin (What)
    My reach is like Louis stiff eighty-four
    Yours is like Evander seventy-seven slow
    Thanks to Taebo
    I'm thirty two and O
    When I catch a knock out bitches bring the cops out
    Two for five spots
    I tear the rocks out
    Pop the tops out then clear the spot out (Yea outta here)
    Nigga or bitch you don't want no problems (Fuckin assholes)
    My revolver is a quick problem solver
    Don't never think I'm slippin (Why)
    Bitch I ain't dumb
    I carry a stun gun inside of my hair bun
    Hatin ass niggas
    I treat you like a bitch
    Strap on a fake dick and stick you where you shit
    I got warriors that's three time felons
    Leave ya body swellin
    Leakin from ya melon
    And it ain't no tellin when the bodies start smellin
    Somebody took the story and sold it to Helen Kelly
    The guns and thing you sing about bring em out
    Like I thought y'all havin a gun drought
    I'm a millionaire
    I ain't rhymin for the cash
    I'ma relax and let my niggas get in ya ass
    [Banger]
    All ya'll niggas is narrow straight parrel
    Nigga like Banger make you swallow the barrel
    (Swallow it)
    Criminal I ain't tryna battle
    (Neva dat) on a ground or gravel
    Through four make the hollows travel
    [Bristal]
    I got Montana nines more tangled lines
    Who wanna wine and dine with Bris get in line
    I fight like I rhyme niggas thirsty to shine
    Can't jack mine
    I'm one of a kind
    [Banger]
    Die slow y'all niggas is dust like pyro
    You sleep with your eyes close
    Might as well be blind fold
    See how much my nine hold blast my one
    Dos tres to the cuatro cinco
    Reload bitch
    [Bristal]
    How you want it
    Head or gut
    You soft like baby butt (I like that)
    When these Brooklyn niggas come threw
    Their jewels they tuck
    For what
    Intimidated how we hop out the truck
    Or the S type Jag
    Y'all niggas straight fag
    [Chorus: Lil' Cease]
    This is for my niggas who ain't never have shit
    Ridin round town with gun in masses
    Copped out the ten years but only had six
    All the ghetto hoods with only one bad bitch
    [Lil' Kim]
    This is for my bitches who ain't never have shit
    Settin niggas up for all they stashes
    Love cats with Roleys and Carti glasses
    Nasty hoes who take it in they asses
    [Lil' Cease]
    I ain't gotta tell y'all niggas where I'm from
    I ain't never tell no bitch when I cum
    I'm far from a lame you will never see me run
    You know how we do it beef jump into it
    M.A.F.I.A.'s the gang max out the squadron
    Nine millimeter team
    Mack 11 mobs men
    Who said we ain't rich
    Kim's bling cost a fortune
    Queen Bee niggas shootin anything crawlin
    From now on it's on when I catch you niggas snorin
    Any fresh event you can bet niggas sportin
    Betta leave town catch a flight in the mornin
    Get the cold out ya eyes somebody bout to die
    Three niggas got beef three niggas got to go
    Hit em all in the row like tic tac toe
    Where you start is where you finish at
    Show y'all the meanin of fam
    Remember dat
    [Chorus: Lil' Cease]
    This is for my niggas who ain't never have shit
    Ridin round town with gun in masses
    Copped out the ten years but only had six
    All the ghetto hoods with only one bad bitch
    [Lil' Kim]
    This is for my bitches who ain't never have shit
    Settin niggas up for all they stashes
    Love cats with Roleys and Carti glasses
    Nasty hoes who take it in they asses
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