Домой Тексты песен Told Y’all

Told Y’all

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[Hook:]
Told y’all, I-…told y’all, I-…told y’all, I-…told y’all, I-…told y’all, I-…told y’all, I-…told y’all, I tote it to him, put the bullet in the Glock and blow the bitch
[Verse 1:]
Wake a nigga up in his bed when he sleep
Tie the nigga up from his head to his feet
Then I light the nigga up from his head to his feet
Put his body in the water and his head on the beach
Light another blunt just to save me the grief
I don’t give a fuck; I was made for the beef
I don’t give a fuck; I’m straight from the streets
But I’m crooked as a bitch, bitch wave to the thief
Lie to the bad guy, hi to the good, though
Ride with the bad guy, try and you get smoked
Lie and you get smoked, Lie for a nigga though Try for a nigga though, die for a nigga though
Why would a nigga go to New Orleans?
This is Katrina-land
The president flew over, and he ain’t even land
We ain’t even mad, we ain’t even playing
It’s duct tape season in my region
And you ain’t leaving until we eating
And I want my piece, and I want my peeps to get they piece
And they want they peeps to get they piece
And until then tell you peeps no peace
I’m a beast and I feast every beat I seek
And I freak every mix CD I leak
I need to be at the t-o-p o-f h-i-p-h-o
-pAnd I’m I-n D-a C-u-t W-i-t-h them Uzis
Who, me? Yes, me. Call me Weezy West, B‘
Cause I’m wilder than the mothafucking Wild West be
I’m so ready. Are you ready for me?
I’m Young Money, Young Moolah, baby
Break in a nigga car at the light
Put the gun to his head, make him park on the right and
Then I tell him don’t talk
Make him get out and walk
And then I tell my goons get right in
When you’re fucking with a nigga like me
No homo, but you’re fucking with a rider
They ain’t heard me when I tried her
[Hook:]
Told y’all, I-…told y’all, I-…told y’all, I-…told y’all, I-…told y’all, I-…told y’all, I-…told y’all, I tote it to him, put the bullet in the Glock and blow the bitch
[Verse 2:]
Fuck another mothafucker, and them other mothafuckers‘
Cause can’t no mothafucker fuck with a nigga
If you fuck with Lil’ Tune
I’m-a let my goons just follow your ass like Twitter, nigga
We can do what you want I don’t care
Anyhow, anywhere, anytime, I swear
At sun up on a nigga, I will run up on a nigga
Put the gun up on a nigga, Now I’m one up on a nigga
Yeeahh
I will run the clock behind the guap
And if my leg broke, I will hop
Bitch, I will hustle ’til I drop
Bitch, I will throw you from the top, of the world
I got myself a Boston girl
She’s my gypsy, I’m her genie
Ride my magic carpet, girl
Flow so sick you cough and hurl
I’m so twisted; I walk and swirl
I’m so lifted, I walk on clouds
Please, please, please, don’t shoot me down
Fuckin’ right I put it down
Buy it white then cook it brown
This is how great looking sound
KY bring the hook around
[Hook:]
Told y’all, I-…told y’all, I-…told y’all, I-…told y’all, I-…told y’all, I-…told y’all, I-…told y’all, I tote it to him, put the bullet in the Glock and blow the bitch
[Verse 3:]
Hollygrove U.
S.
A., Parlez-vous Francais?
Hot as picante
I am a zombie, What more can I say?
Cause after all, I(Told y’all I told y’all I told y’all I told y’all I)
I told y’all I tote it
Put the bullet in the Glock and blow that bitch
If you know like I know you’d put money way before that bitch
Everyone got they hand out so I drop my draws, let ’em hold that dick
I’m-a roll that stick and I’m-a roll it thick
And I know I’m colder when it’s cold as brick
And I ain’t that old; I’m just 26
All in your mouth like I’m a dentist, bitch
Fuck you and your interest, bitch
We on some shoot the interest shit
Better find the exit boy
My Nina is so sexy, boy
And she feeling desperate, boy
Don’t make her molest you, boy
Pressure, pressure, boy
What would make you test the boy?
I’m great with no effort, boy
Your face will get severed, boy
I’m breaking your level, boy
I’m takin your medal boy
Weezy F. Baby and the F is for Forever, boy!
[Hook:]
Told y’all, I-…told y’all, I-…told y’all, I-…told y’all, I-…told y’all, I-…told y’all, I-…told y’all, I tote it to him, put the bullet in the Glock and blow the bitch