Получи текст песни C-Loc f Maxminelli - Ya Heard Meна свой мобильный!
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First Verse (C-Loc):
Open your mouth wide traitor put this pistol inside, You my dogg thought I`d die for you, boss hogg was ready to ride for you, But you fucked me, you lucky, you deserve to die, But I got love for you and your folks so I`ma let`cha slide, A real nigga, always been down with you, you bitch you, Just remember from now on, clown I don`t fuck with you, Spot your ass like a spotlight, you`z a phony, Even though this shit don`t sound like clowns, you ain`t my homie, Now you standin` on the hook, bout to get your ass shook, Crazy muthafuckin` walkin` around playin` with thugs, Fuck that judge, and that D.A., I been down since the first day, Bitch you snitched when I treated you like blood, I guess that`s love?
Chorus (Maxminelli):
What`s love? I don`t know nigga you tell me What`s love? Is it somethin` I`m supposed to see? What`s love? When they actin` like your enemy L to the O to the V to the E What`s love? I don`t know nigga you tell me What`s love? Is it somethin` I`m supposed to see? What`s love? When they actin` like your enemy L to the O to the V to the E
Second Verse (C-Loc):
Fuck, love`ll get`cha killed or make a nigga kill somethin`, Cuz of love blood gets spilled, no future in your frontin`, It`s funny, how muthafuckas love ya in the beginning, Til` you fuck`em, then they love ya just enough to kill you, Word is bond, All around the World, same song, Got to get it on cuz a nigga played the game wrong, Keep your word nigga, and I`m down wit`cha to the end, You ain`t heard nigga? When the goons come to get`cha, I`m your friend, Nigga thin, yakkin`, gin, hard times, on the grind, ignorin`, Any shit I hear about`cha in the wind, no lyin`, Ever day love is goin` crazy, Niggas killin` they ladies, Ladies killin` they niggas, Usin` triggas, And Joe Blow cuz he fuckin` your hoe, Never know what an in-love muthafucka is thinkin`, No joke, don`t talk about when it involves some Franklins, These crazy muthafuckas`ll leave your ass stinkin`
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Third Verse (C-Loc):
You gotta watch love, it`ll get`cha fucked in the game, Nowadays niggas love they paper more than they thang, Come on mane, shit I done picked Peter for some paper, That loves a muthafucka it`ll make a nigga rape ya, You fuckin` with the bitch but for a minute, She already actin` like she all up in it, Watch the broad fall up in it, All on you, if you choose to play the game, But that love thang`ll make your brains hang, see that? Beware, or be square in the pine box, Whole life, in the air because a sack of rocks off top, Give the game to a nigga give a fuck if you use it, All the niggas who feel me, got `em hollerin` "Don`t stop abuse it"
Chorus
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