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

Slim

Any nigga wit guns, we got too
More heated, to outgun you
It's too late I already you
You was around, you the outcome too
Let's play, lemme you what Game is
Heartbreak, I'm showin' you pain is
Please, I'm a 'd' homeboy
your guns, you steppin' to me homeboy
Royce five-nine's the name, niggaz
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 got no five, you gold-digger
You wanna suga-daddy, go get you an old
I got money, I'm just here to bug you
Can't get none, but you know I you girl
yo

She the one that wanna hot whips, huh
Same one that really got shit, huh
She want her hair done, get her nails done
Go to Fifth Ave, just to for Shanell, huh

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

Anybody wit knives, we got too
More sharp, and ready to you
About 5 dudes, outside for you
And inside is coming outside you
Get me drunk, and I'll drink you can think
Wattup Miss.
(Yo what's up the ring, you married?)
Shit, I'm mingling, bitch
I just to scream, this is the only 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, fuck?
still, so i don't use birth control pills slut
Fuck, pump so much cum in your that when I pull out
A years and a half old body, baby fall out
And I ain't stayin to pay no child
Are you playin? Be a man- bitch what you
You tryin to pull some bullshit, I got one arm free
You want me to make this a full?

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

Hi, my is...

I'm the
Gimme money, gimme jewels,
Ayyo, you the long hair, is it yours?
I guess so, got a reciept- for
Got anymore lipstick? I'm of red
Get a perm, you nappy head, you head
I you ghetto, I ain't trying to take the ghetto 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 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 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 Wildest Police
Niggaz that go wild only court cases
Bitches go wild when they see us cum on faces
We never discriminate, we fuck all
She the one that I got for
Money she get, I assure
She the one think she hot
Damn, you seen 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 thing i buy is some good clothes for her, 'cause shit is tacky
Royce got me on this, remember the Project Paki
so yo

You
Why you still
you see, I'm dissing you
Fade me out, why would you ever me out?
I'm
What do yall from me?

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