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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Fat Joe - Temptation Pt1(Beat Novacane!) [Chorus 2X: Fat Joe] Lord forgive me temptation to kill But I gotta give these crackheads the definition of real Motherfucker die - dont look in my eye Take this witcha nigga, tell the devil I sent ya [Fat Joe] Yup! Death aint sweet man But its a fact that one day ya breath gon cease Some niggaz get cremated, others rest in peace You can get shot tomorrow if you test these streets Go against Crack - hehehe - thats a problem Im a driveby, stabbin, napalm kinda problem Choose one, the AK or revolver Ill leave your body leakin layin on the carpet Yeah, this nigga dont care Have your head spinnin like that chick Linda Blair Im the Exorcist, niggaz dont know when they exit is But I keep a K that cause a mass exo-dus You dont want no problems, problems Fuckin with these frauders {?} I had the ambulance racin the street Have your poor momma raisin the sheets, muhfucker [Chorus] [Fat Joe] Let me tell you bout myself, you can find me alone On the streets of the Bronx, thats the county I own Well at least thats the one Im claimin You know a muhfucker thats realer then name him Damn near a decade done passed and we still on top My nigga Pun died, niggaz thought the shit gon stop Im not concerned with the rumors and the small talk Thought a nigga learned when he caught it and he walked off Shoulda put the burn to a nigga so hed slow down Niggaz wont be thinkin, thats it rap, when it go down In L.A. we got Bloods and Crips, in Chi-Town the Kings Got other mob bosses kissin my ring Dont confuse me witcha favorite MC Difference is this mansll kill him as a favor for me Until then its just... [Chorus] [Fat Joe] Yo - wake up in a cold sweat 5:15 in the mornin, hear my phone ring Its my nigga Ant speedin, slow down dog You actin like the po-po chasin ya, be easy He tellin me, "Crack where the fuck is you at?" Im at the hotel Radisson, hour ago I did a show out in Patterson, took the bitch home Nigga you know she was the baddest one, as was the Fattest one This nigga Ant yell, "Crack whats her name?" Carmen, why you stallin, why the fuck you callin He said, "Joe they tryin to set you up Put you six feet deep tryin to wet you up You know that nigga Pablo from... Ave Now he push pounds of blow, niggaz swear he bad" Yeah, Mr. Friendly, hes pussy I betcha Nah he sent his sister to the club to come getcha DAMN! Wake up ma Im sho gon miss ya purty face suckin my DICK bitch! {click-click, BLAM} |
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