Представляем точный текст композиции "That Aint Right" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста C-Murder . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «That Aint Right» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую C-Murder передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
C-Murder - "That Aint Right"
Lyrics to That Aint Right : (feat. Curren$y Da Hott Spitta, XL) [Curren$y Talking] Tru Records exclusive, Curren$y Da Hott Spitta & XL Action packed nigga get your cassettes ready Its about to go down like this here Uh, uh, these niggas keep hatin, that aint right though Ima throw it down like this here [Curren$y] Now I aint trying to take over the game Im just trying to get a Range Rover and a couple of chains I got a X-ed out college bitch giving me brains Gave her my e-mail address and an alias name And they tell me take it easy but I cant help it I want more green than the Boston Celtics Let a tru nigga breathe dont be selfish Bet on hot spitta competition getting delt wit Hollerin bout you totin guns But I see you with no straps like low-top Air Force Ones And U hollerin bout money aint got no funds And U rappin on beats using pots for ya drums And youll never see me with ya bitch Oh I got the hoe with me, you just cant see through the tint And Im beggin ya dog please dont quit rappin If you quit rappin I quit laughin [Chorus: repeat 2X] Dont wanna see us with no paper ha (that aint right) Dont wanna see us niggas make it ha (that aint right) I aint gon call you a hater dog (cuz that aint nice) Just let a nigga breathe in the game aight [Curren$y] I got a flat so I had to leave the V in the garage And X see the bar on his Bentley ''' Headin to the spa for a weekly massage Me, ya lady, and ya sister do minage trios And I just copped two Porsches And the dashboard got more wood than the Evergreen Forest Pull up on the block, two glocks two torches Shorty too hot like papa bears poridge Talkin bout you pop caps to wet me The only cap you pop is off a bottle of Pepsi I got enough waves for you to ride on jet skis And fuck a bodyguard I let the tech protect me Hell in a black end male with white break lights Known for spittin raps out like that on tapes right Say you got skills ha bitch keep frontin And Ill carve ya face up like a Halloween Pumpkin [Chorus] [XL] I guess I aint supposed to spit You probably want me locked off in the back so you can hush my shit You probably thinkin is C wrong for this But XL aint just a name known for production and shit If aint nothing else, Im never ya bitch Lyrically Im hot, like the different color paint on my six And if yall really aint on my shit, its cool Cuz that aint right I guess I know you better than me You probably a pimp who get the pussy wetter than me You probably a thug with more ice and cheddar than me Fuck that if i was you Id be better than me Ya bitch you, you better be better than me Youre probably right, that aint right Naw dog, not on your life Youre better off trying to fuck with a dike If you smart why you sound so dumb on the mic You cant fuck with my beats let alone what I write My click, or the fact that we tight It aint us, yall aint doin it right I ruined it right A producer that ruined your life Aw fuck it they done gave me a mic [Curren$y] That aint right {*repeat 16X*} [XL talking till end] [ That Aint Right Lyrics ]
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