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Cut Throat

アーティスト:Yung Joc  アルバム:Hustlenomic$  作詞:BLAKE DAVID MARVIN/JONES JOSEPH/LEWIS JASON A  作曲:BLAKE DAVID MARVIN/JONES JOSEPH/LEWIS JASON A 

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(feat. The Game, Jim Jones & Block) (Intro:) (Deep Voice:) Hustlenomics (The Game:) eh joc (Yung Joc:) wud up nigga? (The Game:) a nigga quick produced this shit? (Yung Joc:) Hell yeah (The Game:) shit crazy homie (Hook:) My niggas cut throat My niggas cut throat I got some killas on the east and the west coast Dem braids on your head, get up hoe, uh get up hoe, uh get up hoe My niggas cut throat My niggas cut throat I got some killas on the east and the west coast They whip game real good, they got the best tho Uh get up hoe, uh get up hoe (The Game:) I'm coming straight for your neck dawg, Razor blade hecklered and cocked, In California niggas back on the block, I'm from Compton muthafucka, the city of Gs We ain't got pretty bitches but we got plenty of these All my niggas cut throat, gang bang and cut throat Original bad boys man even Puff know We ain't mad about Pac, we know who did it We just mad that him and Big got crossed in nine senses I was 16 then, little nigga inspired Now me and Joc ridin, homie put that on the wire If hip hop was a building, I'd set it on fire and leave everybody to burn except Mya (haha) Nah, fuck you bitch, I rescue all my niggas first and let em' fuck you bitch On the east coast, them niggas say I'm dumb-hot And when I'm in the south you can just ask Yung Joc (Hook:) My niggas cut throat My niggas cut throat I got some killas on the east and the west coast Dem braids on your head, get up hoe, uh get up hoe, uh get up hoe My niggas cut throat My niggas cut throat I got some killas on the east and the west coast They whip game real good, they got the best tho Uh get up hoe, uh get up hoe (Yung Joc:) Eh, I know some edgehangers, zonin till they reach the course Ya dey head banging for less than a brick or so Well acquainted with fiends and even dope addicts My niggas work the triple beams and they dope at it Hey, nigga you don't want no static Holes throw your chest, hard to breathe, like asthmatics Just like Big, tell them niggas, kidnap your kids, fuck em in the ass and throw um over the bridge When I'm on the east, I'm ballin' wit that Jimmy cat (ballin!) Bad bitches everywhere, they all on my Jimmy sack We blowin sour Ds, hundred fifty packs,


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