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Текст песни «Jang A Lang» от st.lunatics

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st.lunatics - "Jang A Lang"

Lyrics to Jang A Lang : [(Chorus - Nelly) 2x] If you like big thangs, put your hands high as you can Get your shit man, make no difference from where you came, uh I aint ballin out here, no, I aint playin no games I got a new name for niggas with chains, jang a lang [Trina] Make way for the new breed bitch of this millennium Stack chips, keeps the pistol grip why' Cause Im offendin em Rocks nothin but Cavada shit, Im the baddest The ice from head to toe, with that plaid shit Mo potent than I cut cocaine, through your vein Off the hook, take a look, Im the chick, I cant be tamed One name like the highest breed, papi capeche' One drove home from Italy, is yall feelin me' Be a mistress to none, but all good to some Let me break you off a little, show you how its done Eyes trip for this goddess, gambino got your funds And some fish are coppin flights for me to Reno I see no other way for me to tell you how I feel You wanna stick and move now youre fuckin with the real deal Hold still, let this lady let loose Keep them chips comin nigga or your neckll catch a nuece [Chorus] [Murphy Lee] Now yall know me, I like an old school Ozzie Smith jersey Old school Jordans, head band that says "Murphy" Stone washed, baggy as hell, double XL, with the sleeve off On my way to drop a few Gs off Ease off, doin thirty-five, smokin fire, makin a right Im doin thirty now, riskin my life Both clients on my cell phone, typin on my two-way Rollin a blunt, still drivin, lookin at movies Young Dude be floatin the city like cab drivers Professional but still keep it real like Allen Iverson Im liver than Jay, Dave and Kathy and Regis Been on more MTV shows than Butthead and Beavis Keep a stash with the gas money, fast money, me and Slo Down, huh We almost had to buy up the town Its like a movie, oohhweee, doobies in a jacuzzi Girls do what I say so I just tell em to do me [Chorus] [Keyjuan] Ay, you know where my chains comes from, I spits fire You know what them girls look at dirty, my big tires My attire forty-two large denim, I sag in em Dress eyes and ride hot rides and Jags in em Let him talk his jazz, whats the tag gon get em' While I hit him in clutch time, roll up his dutch time "No more herb", no such line, "uh oh" is my punch line Im hungry like a hobo standin in lunch lines Crossed the gun line, boss, like Ray and Claud I know niggas that make they money then pay they broads Im from the Lou, kinda new, Im a make my laws When I pull up on the show lot, it be, its like pause (Ay, where yo Range at') Its outside you wanna clean it' (Ay, where yo name at') Its in The Source, you aint seen it' (Ay, where yo chains at') You cant tell dirty, Im sparklin' Split it, fill it up, wrap it and spark it [Chorus] [ Jang A Lang Lyrics ]

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