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Исполнитель: T.I.
Название песни: All She Wrote
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T.I. - All She Wrote (feat. Eminem) текст песни, lyrics

VERSION 1

Now I don't really care what you call me,
Just as long as you don't call me rude!
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me,
“Goodnight! It's over with...” - that's all she wrote..!

Streets like cold Chicago,
Ain't nothing new I've seen it all before!
But still I ball like no tomorrow,
“Goodnight! It's over with...” - that's all she wrote..!
All she wrote, all she wrote...

I said "It's over with...” - that's all she wrote,
All she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote...
“Goodnight! It's over with...” - that's all she wrote..!

It's stupid how I go in knowing everybody knowing that I'm
Sewing up the game, strong like they hate me for it
Eventually, see they can't beat than with me they join,
Others sworn under oath, or banished left completely scorn
You tell lies, get caught, nigga kick rocks
You never did blend in with the big shots
It's on the fast track, ain't no need for no pit stops,
I just laugh at, nigga wishing it was this hot
Guess they mad at me, huh, really pissed off
Better that than pissed on
I'm "The Jettisons", you're "The Flintstones"
Catch me in the end zone,
High stepping prime time
Thought you, niggas, been on
Ain't no blocking my shine
Like my new air Yeezy’s, you can see me in the night
You wanna hate, have a nice time
While I get stupid paper, hey my dough ain't in its right mind
(mind, mind)

Now I don't really care what you call me
Just as long as you don't call me rude
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
“Goodnight! It's over with...” - that's all she wrote..!

Streets like cold Chicago
Ain't nothing new I've seen it all before
But still I ball like no tomorrow,
“Goodnight! It's over with...” - that's all she wrote..!
All she wrote, all she wrote

Man TIP told me on this hoe tip, best tip I could give you to hip you
Never let these traits trick you
Mighty ambiguous of you to think I love slut, shit
Dig you a hole, take the shovel and dig you some dignity bitch
Shit you talk about some advice that sticks with you
If i should listen to anyone tell me to stick to my guns
Like double stick, its you but fuck ‘em TIP, its cold
It's chilling like and feeling like the penguin in it's fucking igloo eating fudgesicles
I'd rather slip and fall in shit than fall in love with you
Before I tie a fucking knot I'd tie you in one bitch
You think this is some Nintendo game how fucking dumb is you
I'll give you some mumps before I split some lump somes with you
So here's a penny for your thoughts
But it won't buy you a cheeseburger, although a nickle might just get you one pickle
Fuck it, it's official so blow the whistle I got a trust issue
That's a bombshell, scud missile!
I got this cuss at you to fucking cuss at you
Like before I rap there was some motherfucking stud
Slut, this will teach you not to come drunk, stumbling my way for shizzle
I still live like I bought you the Gilbert slot checks stob bizzle
So fuck scissors these checkers are bust like a blood blister

Now I don't really care what you call me
You can even call me cold
These bitches know as soon as they saw me
It's never me to get the privilege to know ‘em
I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go
Still I ball like there's no tomorrow

The credit roller, curtain closer, movie over with
But don't get mad at me
Go blame the chick who wrote this shit
Ya life is sure a bitch
But she knows I'm rich
That's why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick
Here I go again,
I kick this shit, give a damn, got it pouring in
Peso, Euro, yeah, eh he, I'm paid never gon' be poor again
See me posted in anything, wearing any chain
Never gon' see me toting anything
All you gon' see is BANG!
It's so nice where I kick it,
Hate you never get to visit
Yeah, I'm on another level
But you, niggas, still can get it
It's all over ‘fore you finish
Sorry, bro, this road we end it
Won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business

Yeah, I said I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief
I'm giving these hoes a dose of there own medicine
Let em get a good taste of it
I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now,
But in case you didn't
This is so bad, stick a nose to your forehead and staple it
Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it
So I pace this shit a little bit quicker
That clock comer racing in double time
But I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time
It may take you pricks to catch on
While you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong
Man, I still say K-mart like there's an apostrophe “S” on it dog
And they say McDonalds isn't a restaurant well I guess I'm wrong
But if you gon' tell me that the A&W ain't the spot for the best hot dogs you can get the “F” on dawg

[Eminem]
Now I don't really care what you call me
You can even call me cold
[T.I]
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me
“Goodnight! It's over with...” - that's all she wrote..!
All she wrote, all she wrote
[Eminem]
I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go
Still I ball like there's no tomorrow

[Both]
“Goodnight! It's over with...” - that's all she wrote..!
All she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote...

I said it's over with
That's all she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote
“Goodnight! It's over with...” - that's all she wrote..!
VERSION 2

[Chrous: T.I] 
Now I don't really care what you call me 
Just as long as you dont call me rude 
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me 
"Goodnight its over with" thats all she wrote 
Streets like cold Chicago 
Ain't nothing new I've seen it all before 
But still I ball like no tomorrow 
"Goodnight its over with" thats all she wrote 
All she wrote, all she wrote 
I said "it's over with" thats all she wrote 
All she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote 
"Goodnight its over with" thats all she wrote 

[Verse 1: T.I.] 
Its stupid how I go in knowing everybody knowing that i'm 
Sewing up the game, destroying like they hate me for it 
Eventually see they cant beat than with me they join 
Others sworn, under oath or banished left completely scorn 
You tell lies, get caught, nigga kick rocks 
You never did blend in with the big shots 
On the fast track, ain't no need for no pit stops 
I just laugh at, nigga wishing they were this hot 
Guess they mad at me huh, really pissed off (so) 
Better that than pissed on, i'm the Jetsons you the Flintstones 
Catch me in the end zone, high stepping prime time 
Thought you niggas been on, ain't no blocking my shine 
Like my new air Yeezy's you can see me in the night time 
I get rich off livin' life, he check the check reciting rhymes 
So call me what you want, wanna hate, have a nice time 
While I get stupid paper, hey my dough ain't in its right mind (mind, mind) 

[Chrous: T.I] 
Now I don't really care what you call me 
Just as long as you dont call me rude 
I bet they knew as soon as they saw me 
"Goodnight its over with" thats all she wrote 
Streets like cold Chicago 
Ain't nothing new I've seen it all before 
But still I ball like no tomorrow 
"Goodnight its over with" thats all she wrote 

[Verse 2: Eminem] 
Your staring straight into a barrel of hate Terrible fate, 
Not even a slim chance to make a narrow escape 
Cupid shot his arrow and missed 
Wait Sarah you're late, your train left. 
Mascara and eggs smeared on your face 
Nights over goodbye, hoe 
I thought that I told ya' the spilled nut aint nothing to cry over 
Never shoulda' came within Range of my Rover 
Shoulda' known i was trouble soon as I rolled up, 
Any chick who's dumb enough out there I blind fold her, 
She still comes back to my crib, Must want me to mess with her mind hold up. 
She must've took me for some high roller. 
But i wont buy her a soda Unless it's rock n' rye cola. (Faygo's cheaper) 
Buy u a bag of fritos I wouldn't let u eat the fucking chip on my shoulder. 
If you was bleach and I was hair I wouldn't dye for ya 
Tryna pull 5 bucks from me is like tryna pulling 5 molars 
You get your eyes swole up i'm on my straight grizzly 
So why would i buy you a gay ass teddy bear, bitch, you're already bi-polar 

[Chorus: Eminem] 
Now I don't really care what you call me 
You can even call me cold 
These bitches know as soon as they saw me 
Its never me to get the privilege to know 
I roll like a desperado 
Now I never know where I'm gonna go 
Still I ball like there's no tomorrow 
Until its over and its all she wrote 

[Verse 3: T.I.] 
The credit roller, curatin closer, movie over with 
But don't get mad at me 
Go blame the chick who wrote this shit 
Yeah life is sure a bitch 
But she know I'm rich 
That why she give me what I want and I just throw her dick 
Here I go again 
I kick this shit, give a damn, got it pouring in 
Peso, euro, yeah, ah ha, I'm paid never gon be broke again 
See me posted in anything, wearing any chain 
Never gon' see me tote in anything 
All you gon' see is BANG! 
Its so nice where I kick it 
Hate you never get to visit 
Yeah I'm on another level 
But you niggas still can get it 
Its all over 'fore you finish 
Sorry bro this road we end it 
Won't give you the satisfaction of me giving you the business 

[Verse 4: Eminem] 
Yeah I guess life is a bitch ain't it TIP 
And each one thinks "Say this shit" 
Shirt off my back I wouldn't give you the dirt off my handkerchief 
I'm giving these hoes a dose of their own medicine 
Let em get a good taste of it 
I'm sure you got that relationship memo by now 
But in case you didn't 
Imma stick this whole pad 
full of sticky notes to your forehead and staple it 
Life is too short and I got no time to sit around just wasting it 
So I pace this shit a little bit quicker 
That clock i'm racing in doubling time it 
But I still spit triple the amount of insults in a tenth of the time 
It may take you pricks to catch on 
While you strong arm like Stretch Armstrong 
Man I still say K-mart's like theres an apostrophe "S" on it dog 
And they say McDonalds isn't a restaurant well I guess I'm wrong 
But if you gon tell me that A&W aint the spot for the best hot dogs you can get the "F" on dawg 

[Bridge: T.I.] 
And on my throne i remain 
All alone in my lane 
I'm as strong as they came 
They were gone fo' they came 
Now, I don't wanna hang 
I slapped fire with the rap gods 
They just wanna sabotage my hustle shawty that's why 

[Eminem] 
Now I don't really care what you call me 
You can even call me cold 

[T.I] 
I bet the knew as soon as they saw me 
"Goodnight its over with" thats all she wrote 

[Eminem] 
I roll like a desperado, now I never know where I'm gonna go 

[T.I. & Eminem] 
But still I ball like no tomorrow 
"Goodnight its over with" thats all she wrote 
All she wrote, all she wrote 
I said "it's over with" thats all she wrote 
All she wrote, all she wrote, all she wrote 
"Goodnight its over with" thats all she wrote

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