Luyện nghe bài hát She's The One (remix)

Slim

Any wit guns, we got guns too
heated, ready to outgun you
It's too I already outgunned you
You was around, you the outcome too
Let's play, show you what Game is
Heartbreak, I'm you what pain is
Please, I'm reppin' a 'd'
Where your guns, you to me homeboy
Royce the name, niggaz know
And niggaz know, wit me niggaz know
Ayyo toots, how you get here, you ride
I got a in Southside, you wanna drive
Beside, I got no five, you gold-digger
You suga-daddy, go get you an old nigga
I got money, I'm just here to bug you
Can't get none, but you I love you girl
yo

She the one that ride hot whips, huh
Same one that ain't got shit, huh
She want her hair done, get her nails done
Go to Fifth Ave, just to for Shanell, huh

She the one that ain't got shit, huh
The little bitch really aint got tits, huh
slut with a chest enhanced,
Wouldn't if you aint pay for her breasts implants

Anybody wit knives, we got too
sharp, and ready to outslice you
About 5 dudes, waitin for you
And what's inside is coming you
Get me drunk, and drink anything you can think
Miss. Bitch
(Yo up with the ring, you married?)
Shit, I'm mingling, bitch
I just wanted to scream, this is the finger that's it
with you, you married?
(Naww, I'm divorced)
Of course you are, you little trailer park whore
(Trailer? I don't live in no trailer. I live in a mobilization unit, for information)
Bitch, I got a dick, wanna
Hold still, so i use birth control pills slut
Fuck, pump so much cum in your stomach when I pull out
A years and a half old body, deranged fall out
And I ain't to pay no child support
Are you Be a man- bitch what you sayin?
You tryin to pull bullshit, while I got one arm free
You want me to this half-nelson a full?

Wattup boo, is for you and your girlfriend
You bank-head, up in we Earl Flynt
Assholes get guns and flashed
Never go to Detroit, we blast those

Hi, my is...

I'm the
money, gimme jewels, everything
Ayyo, you with the long hair, is it
I so, got a reciept- paid for
Got lipstick? I'm sick of red
Get a perm, you nappy head, you chicken
I know you ghetto, I ain't trying to take the out
Things about you to tell about, out
I'm the one be makin the clubs say "What"
Gettin love, and the club say "What"
Some of you cats, hate on the low and got
Any sauce got hits, not this
yo

[Project
Any wit guts, we got guts too
More than crazy, want to outdo you
Damn, too late, we after you
Go get more niggaz, you gonna more than two
Project Paki, here to rep the east, New Jersey- I'mma rep my
Militainment- we soldiers
Me, Slim, and got you cornered y'all
The only you see on World's Wildest Police Chases
that go wild only during court cases
Bitches go wild when they see us cum on faces
We discriminate, we fuck all races
She the one that I got for
Money she get, I assure
She the one think she hot
Damn, have you her, she is hot
High maintanence- that's her
God I can't her out my mind, she smile
But no need to worry bout nothin
I got ten girls like her, I ain't
The only thing i buy is some good for her, 'cause them shit is tacky
got me on this, remember the name- Project Paki
so yo

You
Why you still
Don't you see, I'm you
Fade me out, why would you play me out?
I'm
What do want from me?

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