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Текст песни Hypnotize Cash Money

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  • Tear Da Club Up Thugs
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  • Hypnotize Cash Money
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    featuring Big Tymers, Hot Boys 
    
    {Juvenile} 
    How you love this playboy? This one here bezzled out. 
    With the Hot Boys and the Tear da Club up Thugs. 
    {Manny Fresh} 
    Nigga like thiiiiiis. 
    {Baby} 
    Ridin on twenties. 
    Memphis and New Orleans we gonna show you how we do this. 
    {DJ Paul} 
    Y'all Know the motherfuckin score bitch. 
    y'all boys y'all boys ain't ready for this 
    Hot Boys Hot Boys gunnin with the Three 6 
    40 Cal. in my draws runnin from them laws 
    a clip is rolled in my sock, im hoping that I don't fall 
    I'm certainly hittin corners, hittin gates, shit is dirty, plenty tight 
    leapin tall buildings in a single bounce feelin ceiling lights 
    hear me this if I go I better go in style 
    but in Tennessee another bugged out nigga stunts 
    {B.G.} 
    fuckin with me huh? you fuckin with the wrong one 
    that fire spit from my K have your wig cooked when im done 
    {Lil Wayne} 
    now hold up B-Geezy, what seems to be the blood clot? 
    is it enough for me to go shoot up them drug spot? 
    {B.G.} 
    Lil killa Weezay, they drug spot is fuckin up a nigga cheezay 
    get em out and shut that bitch down 
    {Lil Wayne} 
    huh? well lets ride nigga 
    we gettin high realize they all die nigga 
    them Hot Boys started ridin 
    {B.G.} 
    we gonna fire nigga wet em real good 
    wave your hand rid-a-bye-bye-bye nigga 
    shut down they hood and shoot they streets on both sides nigga 
    {Lil Wayne} 
    we the Hot B. lighters 
    ridin at nighters in two red Vipers 
    {B.G.} 
    they gonna expect two snipers splittin heads like this 
    puttin they clique in a blender bustin gats like this 
    {Lil Wayne} 
    full of that danger in all black like this 
    and if a nigga want some more then we be back like this, what? 
    {Lord Infamous} 
    Sosate Lord cause the war competors come on irregular 
    intruders face these barracudas hunt you nigga predators 
    double barrel bust that warned them now they surely scared of us 
    seriously we party stay out the streets or face the territory 
    cowards of the hour sickened by my tower flower power 
    shower and devour face the boom boom boom power 
    Tear da Club up Thugs kickin it with the Hot Boys 
    cause our weapons weigh a ton and we came to bring the noise bitch 
    {Turk} 
    I'll wet a nigga block for anything me and my Hot Boy clique 
    quick to dress in all black and drop a nigga like shit 
    two time on a thug nigga, bout it since my younger days 
    been pullin triggers, been runnin thru the hallways 
    playin it raw sparkin at anytime 
    any place any where with my fuckin 9 
    I got an army of niggas with automatic gats 
    bout splittin head ass niggas Craig, Ron, and Randy 
    Hot Boys and Three 6 they teamed up realer 
    wanna start beef its a must we freeze it up realer 
    {Juvenile} 
    real clangly trigger, and you a nigga now who did it? 
    motherfucker no stomach they too scary to admit it 
    rearview mirror fucked up so I cant see when they coming 
    yesterday I got spooked out and drewed out on an old woman 
    I told the lady "Look im sorry Miss I knew I was wrong, 
    but you came so fuckin close to me I thought it was on." 
    thats why my partners is gone they done seen an evil approaching 
    and a nigga got em if it was me I would have smoked him 
    lets stop all this nonsense cause they couldn't catch Lil Duane 
    y'all motherfuckers think a syringe in this man 
    shit if hammers in tap-ons don't even worry bout it thugsta 
    left em in the garbage expectin they'll find an inner city youngsta 
    I'm an all around hustla get paid in many ways 
    knew a Dre to get played, had a connection with Yah 
    once before I went in a house and killed four 
    hit the nigga for dirty hoes that he kept under the floor 
    now im with the Three 6 mob pushin them Burbs 
    niggas done made a come up Hot Boys from the 3rd 
    {Juicy J} 
    its the Juice comin up out the dark from apart 
    North Memphis niggas always heart and we start 
    shit with these motherfuckin haters we ain't no traders 
    bustin hustlas and some G's chasers about that paper 
    pass that weed if you a friend of me 
    usually punk tricks kill a fifth of Hennesey 
    and get bucked wild in the club thats how we be 
    all you gang niggas throw them thangs and show them teeth 
    its on 
    {Baby} 
    niggas be sizin niggas ridin I'll sign on niggas 
    but I'll die for a few niggas: 
    Suga Slim, Manny, and my Hot Boy Clique, 
    never forget my B.G. cause I know he'll kill a nigga more for me bitch 
    but today im with Three 6 and im showin love 
    where these Tennessee hoe suck dick till they see blood 
    wearin my black glove, in case I gotta bust a niggas head cuz 
    niggas buyin Bentlies on dubs, TV's with VC's is a must 
    automatic strap plus, and keep my soldiers on my feet no matter what 
    Juve got four and B.G. got ten, while my thirty-two golds nigga we all in 
    Turk got the red beam team, double R Rolls Royce showin love 
    went to Miami and bought a Lambergini on dubs 
    niggas ridin buttons to show these hoes we worth somethin 
    and my baby momma the bitch play too many games 
    said she was takin pills now she pregnant again 
    but its all gravy baby 
    and my children gonna be strapped if im blind deaf or crazy baby 
    playboy you can believe that 
    {B.G.} 
    How you luv it now playboy? Manny Fresh on the motherfuckin tracks boy. 
    {DJ Paul} 
    Yo yo yo Hypnotized motherfuckin Mindz productions up in here you heard me? 
    Hot Boys with Three motherfuckin 6 bitch {echoes}
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