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

Slim

Any nigga wit guns, we got too
More heated, ready to you
It's too late I already you
You was around, you know the too
Let's play, show you what Game is
Heartbreak, I'm showin' you what is
Please, I'm reppin' a 'd'
Where guns, you steppin' to me homeboy
Royce five-nine's the name, niggaz
And niggaz know, wit me niggaz know
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 suga-daddy, go get you an old nigga
I got money, I'm here to bug you girl
get none, but you know 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 Ave, just to shop for Shanell, huh

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

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

Hi, my is...

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

[Project
Any wit guts, we got guts too
than crazy, only want to outdo you
Damn, too late, we after you
Go get more niggaz, you gonna need more two
Project Paki, here to rep the east, New I'mma rep my streets
Militainment- we soldiers
Me, Slim, and got you cornered y'all
The only niggaz you see on Wildest Police Chases
Niggaz that go wild only during court
Bitches go wild when they see us cum on faces
We never discriminate, we fuck all
She the one I got love for
Money she won't get, I
She the one that she hot
Damn, have you her, she is hot
maintanence- 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 frontin
The only thing i buy is some good clothes for her, 'cause 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 me out?
I'm
What do yall want me?

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