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

Slim

Any wit guns, we got guns too
More heated, to outgun you
It's too late I outgunned you
You was around, you know the too
Let's play, lemme you what Game is
Heartbreak, I'm showin' you what is
Please, I'm a 'd' homeboy
Where guns, you steppin' to me homeboy
Royce the name, niggaz know
And niggaz know, dealin' wit me niggaz
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 wanna suga-daddy, go get you an old
I got money, I'm just here to bug you
get none, but you know I love you girl
yo

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

She the one that really got shit, huh
The little that really 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
sharp, and ready to outslice you
About 5 dudes, waitin for you
And what's inside is outside you
Get me drunk, and I'll drink you can think
Wattup Miss.
(Yo up with the ring, you married?)
Shit, I'm still mingling,
I wanted to scream, this is the only finger that's it
Wattup with you, you
(Naww, I'm divorced)
Of you are, you little fuckin trailer park whore
(Trailer? I don't live in no trailer. I 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 when I out
A years and a half old body, deranged fall out
And I ain't stayin to pay no child
Are you Be a man- 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 guns and those
ever go to Detroit, we blast those

Hi, my is...

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

[Project
Any nigga wit guts, we got too
than crazy, only want to outdo you
Damn, too late, we going you
Go get more niggaz, you gonna need than two
Paki, here to rep the east, New Jersey- I'mma rep my streets
Militainment- we y'all
Me, Slim, and Royce got you y'all
The only niggaz you see on World's Wildest Chases
Niggaz go wild only during court cases
Bitches go when they see us cum on they faces
We never discriminate, we fuck all
She the one that I got for
she won't get, I assure
She the one that 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 to worry bout nothin
I got ten like her, I ain't frontin
The only thing i buy is some good clothes for her, 'cause shit is tacky
Royce got me on this, remember the name- 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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