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Pitbull – Give Them What They Ask For

Pitbull
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исполнитель Pitbull

правообладатель Mr.305/Polo Grounds Music/J Records

жанр Рэп

длительность 00:30

размер 6.75 MB

битрейт 320 kbps

загружено Sony Music Entertainment

Give Them What They Ask For
00:30
But I ain’t no thug, bitch And I ain’t no gangsta, bitch I’m a hustler, ho And I got no problem If you want it, you can get it Boy, I bust you Anybody wanna test? Hi, who? Me P-I to the motherfuckin' T It’s not my fault that your bitch chose me Now her and her girlfriend wanna do me This is for those boys in those Chevys, sittin' on them King James Them 2−3s And if you got a problem with me, holler at my lawyer Bitch, sue me I’m tired of the fuck-boy rap, fuck-boy this, fuck-boy that Watch a couple movies and they put it in they rhyme Those wanna be fiddlers I’m straight, you get shot nine times Ten years in the game, since 99, I was speakin' my mind (Yes, sir) And then shit changed, if you got a problem Bitch, cross Dade County line I’ma give 'em what they ask for What they want, that street talk I’ma give 'em what they ask for What they want, that chopper talk I’ma give 'em what they ask for What they want, that dope talk I’ma give 'em what they ask for That trap-boy jackboy shit I’ma tell y’all boy, y’all boys got me fucked up (Yeah, straight up) Better duck when them things buck I ain’t nigga boy, nigga what? Nigga who? Who the fuck is you? Talkin' to me like you know me Ain’t your dog, ain’t your buddy, ain’t your homie Nah brah, not me And if you spit it, better live it, better in fact, better show me I’ma make em say uhh, not even Master P could crack like this And you ain’t never seen a chico in the gang this raw since pawn that could rap like this (TS) I hear them and they raps about the coke and the crack And the click to the clack, but to me, it’s chit-chat Blam, motherfucker, take that, now I’ma give 'em what they ask for What they want, that street talk I’ma give 'em what they ask for What they want, that chopper talk I’ma give 'em what they ask for What they want, that dope talk I’ma give 'em what they ask for That trap-boy jackboy shit I’ma spit it, flip it, rip it for them boys Makin digits off the coke when they whip it Ride a stick, double clip it One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississipi Cock back, click it, blam Poppin' what you think is last What you wanna do is get found in a trunk in a lake and stankin' I took my money from the shoebox, now I bank it Foolish, ain’t it? I’ma give 'em what they ask for What they want, that street talk I’ma give 'em what they ask for What they want, that chopper talk I’ma give 'em what they ask for What they want, that dope talk I’ma give 'em what they ask for That trap-boy jackboy shit Fuck that club (Shit) They want that thug (Shit) But I ain’t no thug, bitch And I ain’t no gangsta, bitch I’m a hustler, ho And I got no problem If you want it you, can get it, 'fo I bust you
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