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Исполнитель: Chamillionaire
Название песни: Somebody Gonna Get Hurt
Альбом: Ultimate Victory
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Chamillionaire - Somebody Gonna Get Hurt текст песни, lyrics

I get that paper, I do it major 
I'm stayin sucker-free and, I'm shakin haters (OHH!) 
I ain't really tryin to hurt nobody (say what?) 
I ain't really tryin to hurt nobody (say what?) 
I ain't really tryin to hurt nobody 
Is somebody gonna get hurt up in here? Probably 

My money get jealous, I keep the dough in check 
The checks bounce, give me cash and give me mo' interest 
Rick Rock, now I get the dough goin west 
20 thou' on the ground, what'chu wanna bet? 
If I lose I roll another bet to even up 
Keep lookin for the dough like I ain't seen enough 
Fully equipped the whip, that would be a plus 
Hop off the you-know-what and I'ma leave it up 
(Tell us what you leavin up) The dough on the Lambo' 
Don't try to be a Rambo or be an example 
Passport paper, ain't a place that I can't go 
Haters gettin sick 'bout to +Earl+, like Kimbo (ugh!) 
Go ahead man, smack yourself silly 
Rubberbands never fit when I package my scrilly 
Overseas but I'm still the man back in my city 
Ugh, put the cream on the acne like Diddy (what'chu mean?) 
Show you how to make 'em put the paper in your face 
Let the yellow bones know that it's time to skate 
Pillsbury dough sho' make a lot of cake 
Time to show all of these suckas how to paper chase 
The blueprint for the paper, just rewind it back 
Yeah our money cash cars, I be rhymin that 
Stay ballin on the base like a Diamondback 
While you in the crowd gettin mad because the concert packed 


Two chicks talkin to me on the 3-way 
Breeze blowin in the hair of my breezy 
Woodgrain I'ma grab when you see me 
Oakland in my hand like it's eBay 
Both chicks beggin me to come to see A 
No time like I ran out of prepaid 
If you don't go and give this hotness to the DJ 
You'll need a Doctor and it ain't gonna be Dre 
Fans tryin to figure out and try to find who 
the last verse of the last hearse applied to 
I could tell you a lie and tell you it's not you 
But like B on the ScanTron - not true 
Cause y'all boys is costumes 
I brush 'em off like the canvas in an art room 
Bring it on boy, my victory's your doom 
Your plan was to 'Samity Sam me but it's gone BOOM! 


Some people hate to see you spendin the new bucks 
You better not show your animosity to us 
Hit gon' have the three K's like Klu Klux 
So bring 'em to the barber that'll give 'em a crewcut 
Yup! That mean minus a couple 
Need to be findin your mind instead of findin some trouble 
Cause it's obvious you lost when we up out of the huddle 
Ready to blitz, yup - I seen you in outer space like a shuttle 
Ha ha; one mil', two mil', three, fo' mil' 
Stayin hungry like I missed the past fo' meals 
Half a mil' still tell a man "No deal" 
Ridin with the type of bananas you don't peel 
Yeah, the type of weapon that don't jam 
Like most of these rappers in this game that don't man 
Plus the homie ridin with me is no fan 
Don't bring the drama wit'chu if you ain't bringin no plan 


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