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B.G.
B.G.
Stimme und Gesang
Birdman
Birdman
Stimme und Gesang
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Christopher Noel Dorsey
Christopher Noel Dorsey
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Bryan Christopher Williams
Bryan Christopher Williams
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PRODUKTION UND TECHNIK
D-Rok
D-Rok
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(That's crazy) Why? Ohh Question First question people ask "Do you still fuck with Cash Money, Stunner, Birdman?" I'm like, "Why yeah, you would never understand But if you play games, we got shooters for your ass" Bitch nigga stop playin' First question people ask (what?) "Do you still fuck with Cash Money, Stunner, Birdman?" I'm like, "Do you see this water drippin' from my hand? Do you see all these killers when we jumpin' out them vans?" Bitch nigga stop playin' Look, real nigga, I've been down, I'm a made man Shout out The Stunner, he just pulled up in a red van Comin' up, had the hot girls mesmerized Pussy niggas stayed in line, they was terrified Whole city rockin', dickheads wearing camouflage Go back and watch the old footage, it was televised (what?) These niggas talkin' like they bother, they gon' never rise (never) Fixin' chisel was hella fine, they ain't never like that A lot of niggas talk shit, we don't care for (at all) Everybody who got opinion wasn't here for it (at all) If I don't be holdin' your business, then stay out of mine (please) Right or wrong, nigga ride with it First question people ask "Do you still fuck with Cash Money, Stunner, Birdman?" I'm like, "Why yeah, you would never understand But if you play games, we got shooters for your ass" Bitch nigga stop playin' First question people ask "Do you still fuck with Cash Money, Stunner, Birdman?" I'm like, "Do you see this water drippin' from my hand? Do you see all these killers when we jumpin' out them vans?" Bitch nigga stop playin' Yeah, big slime, big five, dead or alive I was servin' niggas pies back in '85 (back in '85) And I was seven figures up back in '89 ('89) Niggas talkin' that shit, I've been savin' lives (savin' lives) All white leather seats in my new ride Cash Money, greatest rap label of all time Nigga poppin' that, but I'm the red print Nigga talkin' that shit, but I'm the truth, bitch Gave a nigga free game and 'em whole things Play with my name, bitch I drop it on your whole game This family pimpin' so you niggas stop playin' with it Most of these niggas up, bitch I had a hand in it (I had a hand in it) First question people ask "Do you still fuck with Cash Money, Stunner, Birdman?" I'm like, "Why yeah, you would never understand But if you play games, we got shooters for your ass" Bitch nigga stop playin' First question people ask "Do you still fuck with Cash Money, Stunner, Birdman?" I'm like, "Do you see this water drippin' from my hand? Do you see all these killers when we jumpin' out them vans?" Bitch nigga stop playin' Oh, oh What's understood, don't need to be explained, Jeff You hear me? This shit way deeper than rap, boy, yeah Ocean deep, you heard? Yeah, on that type of time Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You can get it if you want it That's for sure
Writer(s): Bryan Williams, Christopher Noel Dorsey, Daniel Lebrun, Daniil Dmitrievich Bukharin, Riccardi Alessio, Samuel Lebrun Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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