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baby bash - my side of town slowed and throwed كلمات الأغنية

i super size my fries, f-ck b-tches two at a time
pistol whipping punk fools when they step out of line
its going down (uh-huh)
yall m-th-rf-ckers should’ve known
its cyber sp-ce pimping, micro chips and capones
the static can’t get up on it, untamed i’m a gorilla
a grain grippa, with the pocket full of k!lla
get rid of the evidence they looking for finger prints
situation getting tense, so quick i hop a fence
mexican, acrobatics with oozies and automatics
we don’t gotta be grabbing so, beware we bringing static
all gas no brake, sipping on muddy grape
baby bash finna smash in the lone star state
we don’t wanna pull it hardcore
players in the south
we spitting that lyrics staright out of me mouth
and if you not ready n-gga get the f-ck out
i’m a bring it hard to your peeps no doubt
with my fourty four, or my mack or my nina
got my pretty b-tches chilling up in pasadena
another one, (whoo) chilling up in d-town
when i first started rapping yeah she help me get around
i keep entertaining while i’m stacking my cheddas
roll with baby beesh, dfo and twin beradaz (uh-huh)
let them n-ggas tell us where you really wanna meet us
we gone take you down, if you like don’t believe us
for real!
we the boys up on the mic representing where we from
put your set up in the air, don’t be scared get yo gun
got a clip of hollow tips whenever we ride around
but, we sipping on that syrup over on my side of town
on my side of town, realest hustlers in the country
making money of these suckers flip eight bows for at least one twenty
chop the pounds i get for four and sell them hoes for sixty five
wondering why i like the outskirts, with a matching missing why
see enternal ain’t no dummy i’m a get my f-cking paper
but the cops in little cities boy you know they gonna hate ya
see a player rollin twentys and they wanna check your ride
pull you over for the doja that they think you got inside
man i’m flipping and dipping and see these white girls i’m pimping
got they daddys credit card so you know that i’m living
hood rich, f-ck a b-tch call me mr. neva-die
you can do what you do but just don’t hate on my side
my side and your side got some similar sh-t
we got haters, hoes, players, thugs, pimps, is here
dope fiends at gas stations washing windows for dollars
females at young ages acting like they in college
most n-ggas since twelve been clocking in
even slung a little dope supposed cost for ends
thats the live of my side, the streets of oak cliff
spending most of my time high, with my whole cl!ck
hater-proof m-th-rf-cker and we do it for texas
thats where we from so, thats we repping
spitting lyrics on these beats with a country accsent
brand new ever brought to you by these player hispanics
i’m a young mex more juice than jumex
represent for the best, as that oak cliff tex
where chickens lay eggs, we flip them to make ends meat
to put the pancakes on plate ( ?-? )
off a exchange brief case and we gone like hoffa
disrespect you get split, i put rush in the choppa (brrrrrp)
black dress, tears runnin down your t-jones eyes
thats why we run this sh-t down that i-35
kick doors, flip c0ke, pimp hoes western park to keiston poke
we done did that sh-t before
country boys don’t play when it come to our pay
hater-proof, oak cliff texas boy thats where i stay
flip bows in ledbetter, couple ki’s in p.g
i got people up in garland all the way o.c
i’m a cow tipper n-gga maybe set tripper
a country m-th-rf-cker, i’m a methazine sipper
t-shirt with my nike, you ain’t gotta like me
how come when i’m drunk n-ggas always wanna a fight me
kick doors and kidknapps is all a gangsta know
we bout dirty money and we like our music slow
on the phone while i’m sh-tting watching t.v. from the tub
you won’t catch me ridin on nothing less than dubs
call the jungle, it’s a playground to me
representing dallas for the two thousand three

- baby bash

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