Tytuł: Bezzle

• Wykonawca: T.I.
• Wyświetleń: 379

[Intro]
   Stop the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
   Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
   Stop the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
   Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
   Stop the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
   Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
  
   [T.I.]
   I came up bumping Eazy-E, Cube, and Dre
   (Scarface, OutKast what's happening niggaz) Eightball MJG UGK
   They raised me like santa raised cee
   I always made the money, money never made me
   Break me what this bi*** you crazy
   You seen with the freaks don't think she never paid me
   Pimpin get a bi***, break a bi***, hit a bi***, shake a bi***
   Spit game till I make this sh** turn these tricks and get me rich
   Lick his ass suck my d*** bring me back my niggaz quick
   Who you think you f***ing with
   I'm serious about this pimpin sh**
   All the niggaz I kick it with looking for a richer bi***
   Get this bi*** to take this trick for pounds of weed bricks and sh**
   Broke bi*** you get your sh**
   Before I get another bi*** who could fix your sh**
   My pimp to strong I ain't with your sh**
   You going to make me split your sh**
   Two things I ain't seen is this you a fony bi*** I can't get
   Eyes on the ride yeah right shut the f***......
  
   [Chorus ad libs (T.I.)]
   Stop the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
   Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
   Stop the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
   Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
  
   [MJG]
   Whole mack load it up hard as fine blow it up
   M-J-G I know you hoes and been exposed enough
   I cross a tree over bag a bi*** in a toaster oven
   Slam dunk in pimpin and her sister if she close enough
  
   [Eightball]
   Look right here
   open up the door and let it crook in here
   Grab the mic a watch these niggaz tuck there tail and look in fear
   As I bust around with no shells inside in myself
   Lyrics like a conseled weapon sending you bi***es straight to hell
  
   [MJG]
   Burning up just like in waco texas
   Heating up your neckless
   Scorching up your afro the devil coming at your
   Ass any hard one for niggaz who really want it
   M-J- f***ing G with p**** and t****** on it
  
   [Eightball]
   Them bi***es love when they see pimping come up in it
   24 inches under somethin smoking tinted
   Hustle hard for keep it cause I love to spend it
   Pimping love is when your style is when you love to hit it
  
   [Chorus ad libs (T.I.)]
  
   [Bun B]
   I came a long way from a posta posta
   Till I kosta nostra kept the toaster closer
   than I'm supposed to well I poast ya procha
   Ride like a roller coaster
   Pistol whip you hold ya throat then choke you like a croacha croacha rocha
   pull out a light and smoke you (damn)
   Pull my coat off I blessed man just streesed man
   Just still elementary just a glance couldn't learn it is hurting my chances
   Pack pistols just to blast it (blast it)
   I put it to second guessers I blast it it just to prove it (prove it)
   Mother f***ers get a moving (moving)
   I born into hustling I grew up tustlin
   Gave my muscle in and got into meeting my frail but hell I put my trust in
   My left and right hand grinding threw the night
   And I keep my family right and see some paper like a white man
   Balling in the ninth (and) we holding in the light (and) sippin on worthless
   sprite and you can call it what you like
   I call what the f*** I feel play the courts that f***ing peel
   But we ain't sleeping till they free and pimping here that's the f***ing drill
  
   [Chorus to fade]