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 late I outgunned you
You was around, you know the too
Let's play, lemme show you what is
Heartbreak, I'm showin' you pain is
Please, I'm reppin' a 'd'
Where your guns, you to me homeboy
Royce the name, niggaz know
And niggaz know, dealin' wit me niggaz
Ayyo toots, how you get here, you wanna
I got a five in Southside, you drive
Beside, I ain't got no five, you
You wanna suga-daddy, go get you an old
I got money, I'm just to bug you girl
Can't get none, but you know I you girl
yo

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

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

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

Wattup boo, is for you and your girlfriend
You bank-head, up in Detroit we Earl
Assholes get and flashed those
ever go to Detroit, we blast those

Hi, my is...

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

[Project
Any wit guts, we got guts too
More than crazy, only to outdo you
Damn, too late, we after you
Go get more niggaz, you gonna need than two
Project Paki, to rep the east, New Jersey- I'mma rep my streets
Militainment- we soldiers
Me, Slim, and Royce got you y'all
The only you see on World's Wildest 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 I got love for
Money she get, I assure
She the one that she hot
Damn, have you her, she is hot
High that's her style
God I can't her out my mind, when she
But ain't no need to bout nothin
I got ten girls like her, I ain't
The only thing i buy is good clothes for her, 'cause them shit is tacky
Royce got me on this, the name- Project Paki
so yo

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

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