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MC Eiht
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Hit the Floor
作词:Terry Allen, Aaron Tyler
One two, one two We came in the door, said it before
We came in the door, said it before West side, east side when we hit the floor Got the paper for sure, got chronic galore And the ho's keep beggin' us to blow some more
Money makes the world stay up that's right Fiends to hook us up on the late night hype G's flips on the corner while we chill in the club Short skirts put in work, straight show you love
You know the title Heavy weight nigga with the green, everybody know the spot One times ain't hot gots the bomb Everybody tell your friends CPT and the LB back again
Bring your heat Eiht and Daz with the paper One time won't be gafflin' for the caper Can't see me two black niggas from the west Decide where they hoo-ride, two of the best
No contest CPT so get it straight Y'all don't know the program, switches on my brougham Skates to the LB, three wheel motion CPT chill with G's right next to the ocean
We came in the door, said it before West side, east side when we hit the floor Got the paper for sure got chronic galore And the ho's keep beggin' us to blow some more
We too rough, we too tough And the niggas that I hang with is just too much And we'll fuck you up when we acting up Dat nigga Daz and Eiht straight fuckin' shit up
Swervin' down the block as my system knock Niggas take what you got, get trip, you get shot Come through like we usually do for you and who Draped in blue nuthin' but riders in my crew
Throwin' it up mad dog, all in my cup Smokin' blunt after blunt ready to fuck shit up, nigga what? How you want it, ain't no survivors, just goners It's gettin' hectic when the nine start spittin'
Burn around and lay every rapper down in your town Wash 'em up just like the verdict come down We'll take your shit your bitch and your grip And this is how it is when we take your shit
We came in the door, said it before West side, east side when we hit the floor Got the paper for sure got chronic galore And the ho's keep beggin' us to blow some more
We came in the door, said it before West side, east side when we hit the floor Got the paper for sure got chronic galore And the ho's keep beggin' us to blow some more
Hit and run just for fun 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 But it ain't no fun if the homies can't have none Stop fakin', baby, 'cause we got paper to spend More peso's, guaranteed to clock those
Suppose I be's the nigga with static Watch my back, always packs the automatic East coast, west coast fuck that, you dig Niggas in your own hood'll split your wig
But me, I'm on the premium never on the regular Connects in bound, trips on my cellular I'm telling ya it must be the good life, son Land of the sunshine, crystal wine
Keeps one time thinkin', suspicious Twenty-six S-5 hun', twenty inches Must be the money from the rob, they don't know Must be the money from the gang, for sure
We came in the door, said it before West side, east side when we hit the floor Got the paper for sure, got chronic galore And the ho's keep beggin' us to blow some more
Who's your friend or not? Your old partners from the block Take and pop shots tryin' to put my life to a stop Prepare for the murder spree
Bustin' until I'm free of these bastards Never heard of me and never knew of me Supposed to love me, homie, show me Through all the shit that we been through homie, you owe me
Make you pay for sure, it is rough Off brand niggas getting rushed On the boulevard, times is really gettin' rough Call your bluff, why you wanna always front
To be a all day nigga it's a all day stunt I'm from the east side of long beach, and we roll deep Creep and blow your whole head off You're caught in the street 'cause
We came in the door, said it before West side, east side when we hit the floor Got the paper for sure, got chronic galore And the ho's keep beggin' us to blow some more
We came in the door, said it before West side, east side when we hit the floor Got the paper for sure, got chronic galore And the ho's keep beggin' us to blow some more
One two, one two I said, 'The half ounce crew' We came in the door, we came in the door We came in the door, we came in the door West side, east side when we hit the floor
West side, east side when we hit the floor Got the paper for sure, got chronic galore Got the paper for sure, got chronic galore And the ho's keep beggin' us to blow some more
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