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David Banner
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Bush
作詞:Lavell Crump
This for Mississippi and every place y'all treat like Mississippi Y'all wouldn't give a shit, we gonna take it, bitch Damn
Mama ain't got no cash, Daddy ain't got no doe So Daddy went to my Mama and started pimpin' that hoe Man, it's hard times, niggas ain't got shit Nothin' but billy clubs to they head and they ass kicked Heroin in they vein, cocaine up in their brain Man, what you expect, America gave us pain So fuck it, now we thugs, you pellow your mean drugs And takin' mean mugs and fill 'em with those slugs I gave up fake Gods, and Jesus don't look like us Why y'all think we gon' kill and just don't give a hot fuck Devil, that's how you made us, hate us up in the pen Man, we came out blind, that's why we goin back in But God, I'mma teach 'em, reach 'em up in these streets Bush, I'm runnin' up in this shit like a track meet You murdered, up in Texas where killin' is such a sin The first month you in office you started killin' again But shit, we just some niggas and that's how the game go Y'all took us up out the state moved us straight out to death row Y'all may of, made us slaves but never make us your hoe God, you my pimp so let's start exposin' these hoes Y'all judges some weak pussies, y'all preaches some rapin' fags These people that made us slaves, these niggas wavin' their flags 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 America ain't shit but home of the hot lick They hang us all by rope then laugh and cut off our dick
Have y'all niggas ever thought about All the things we been talkin' 'bout Down in Mississippi Down in Mississippi Have y'all niggas ever thought about All the things we been talkin' 'bout Down in Mississippi Down in Mississippi, yeah Have y'all niggas ever thought about All the things we been talkin' 'bout Down in Mississippi Down in Mississippi Yeah, yeah, yeah
It's time y'all motherfuckers to choose right now, right or wrong Win, fight the puss ass, won't nigga, you feel that You wear nothin' but thongs and don't give us his ass at first Now you wanna sit on sober sea, fuck that, fuck you, puss ass nigga I call you a nib, that's right, damn, pay me you got Big face in the tide, bitch Now lets get to with y'all niggas more damn Fuck 'bout your Daddy, nib Fuck you too
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