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

Slim

Any nigga wit guns, we got too
heated, ready to outgun you
It's too late I 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 a 'd' homeboy
your guns, you steppin' to me homeboy
Royce the name, niggaz know
And know, dealin' wit me niggaz know
Ayyo toots, how you get here, you wanna
I got a five in Southside, you wanna
Beside, I ain't got no five, you
You wanna suga-daddy, go get you an old
I got money, I'm here to bug you girl
Can't get none, but you I love you girl
yo

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

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

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

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

Hi, my is...

I'm the
money, gimme jewels, everything
Ayyo, you with the hair, is it yours?
I guess so, got a paid for
Got lipstick? I'm sick of red
Get a perm, you nappy head, you head
I know you ghetto, I ain't trying to take the out
about you to tell about, mellow out
I'm the one that be the clubs say "What"
Gettin love, and making the 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 going you
Go get niggaz, you gonna need more than two
Project Paki, here to rep the east, New I'mma rep my streets
we soldiers y'all
Me, Slim, and Royce got you y'all
The only niggaz you see on World's Police Chases
Niggaz go wild only during court cases
Bitches go when they see us cum on they faces
We never discriminate, we all races
She the one that I got for
she won't 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, when she
But ain't no need to worry bout
I got ten girls like her, I ain't
The only i buy is some good clothes for her, 'cause them shit is tacky
Royce got me on this, remember the name- Paki
so yo

You
Why you listenin?
you see, I'm dissing you
Fade me out, why would you play me out?
I'm
What do want from me?

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