Text písně Bring The Noize


I smell pussy
I smell pussy
I smell pussy

Uh, uh, uh (WHAT) 
I smell pussy 
Uh, uh, uh, uh

I´ma take it back to the shit talkin, slick talkin
Smack a nigga, call him a bitch, and keep walkin
Half y´all niggaz is pussy
Other half of y´all niggaz is fake, dog, so please don´t push me
If we was in jail you´d be in the poor, pain under mad pressure
Leavin out on a stretcher
Nigga I´m gon test ya, try ya hand
And when they carry you out I´ma tie ya man
Nigga cats ain´t built like, get killed like
Blood get spilt like, poke a nigga tonight
BANG, BANG ahh it hurts
Fuck you screamin on me for, I´m puttin in work
We leave more bodies than the bloods and the crips
That´s how its goin down nigga, thug and a bitch
Fuck a nigga wit, we on the same bullshit that y´all niggaz on
Lets get it on

[Chorus 2x] 
You know how we roll nigga, bring the noise
Y´all don´t wanna fuck wit them boys
C´mon dog put away them toys
Cuz I´ma put in the clip and you´ll get yours

No matter how many cats he brought wit em I´ma split em
Hear it raised on my back, get low and hit em
Arf, arf stop him dead in his tracks
Knowin damn well you ain´t mean what you said on the wax
Dog don´t know nuthin but bust that nigga
Dog don´t know nuthin but fuck that nigga
Dog don´t know nuthin but suck my dick
When it comes to what happened, dog don´t know shit
Did two years and one night, 
I pop two pens in one fight, two ears and one light
Aight, aight that´s what it is so follow
Too many dick ridin niggas wanna swallow
Follow their mens and them
And get popped wit your mens and them, is what I´m handin them
It´s hot things, got things, to stop things, 
Drop things, cook a nigga like hot wings


I done been around the block, did my dirt
Earl´s thorough, put in work til it hurt
I seen less pussy in a strip club, fuckin wit y´all niggaz
Yes that means all y´all niggaz
Y´all cats don´t know what ruthless means
Wouldn´t be able to survive the truth I´ve seen
Cats wouldn´t be alive if you was on my team
But the truth is the ride is rough, nah´mean
Got me like, "AHHHHH" what the fuck
Y´all gon bang or somebody gettin stuck
Back up the truck, jump right the fuck out on niggaz
Empty the five out on niggaz (Pop, pop, pop, pop) 
Hush muthafuckaz don´t you cry
Dog gon make sure that you die
Point blank range so the slug go through
Then I´ma hit yo crib and pop yo family too

[Chorus 2x]


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