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- A Little Bit of Eveything U.T.R. 歌词 G-Unit
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- G-Unit A Little Bit of Eveything U.T.R. 歌词
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- Everytime I'm in the kitchen you in the kitchen
Let me finish this brick 'fore you put that fish in
Listen I know we just came from fishin
But I'm on a mission you see there's money that I'm missin
I got 'em posted so the move and I'm gonna murder y'all
You and all the trouble goin through by servin y'all
And only cause my man heard of y'all
Other than that **** y'all won't get served at all
I went from oodles and noodles to lobster and shrimp
I went from bare bubble coats to brand new minks
And yo my neck upgraded my wrist's upgraded
I stay C of F I ain't got time for Jacob
I'm still on the strip tryin to get my grims off
***** tryin to flip and its a Mexican stand off
I put a hole in your grill with the nine mil
Dressed in all black lookin for souls to steal
Little bit of dust little bit of *******
Little bit of dro little bit of ******e
A little bit of ecstacy
That's why your ***** want to be next to me
We sell a little bit a everything
Little bit of dust little bit of *******
Little bit of dro little bit of ******e
A little bit of ecstacy
That's why your ***** want to be next to me
We sell a little bit a everything
I put the two Mags up to your doo rag
And rockaby baby I'm in the blue Jag with new tags in case you wanna chase
I never knew that the impact comin up out a Desert Eagle
A make a ***** wob and wiggle screamin call my people
We got these fiends pourin liters and they shootin needles
Need to be takin your connection cause we got it cheaper
**** I ain't new to this I met this air stewardess
Who knows the ins and outs on how to get it in and out *****
Ya if I put a dress code all black nine hows and a laser
And the party is an ink pen bottle or a razor
Your hollerin for praise ya catch me in the hood with a model named Taysha
And the swallow game major
These cowards ain't gangsta they tellin you lies by sellin you dreams
And they ain't fill ins they fiends
Plus they rat and it's too hot to chill in the sun
My pops 39 years old and still on the run
Little bit of dust little bit of *******
Little bit of dro little bit of ******e
A little bit of ecstacy
That's why your ***** want to be next to me
We sell a little bit a everything
Little bit of dust little bit of *******
Little bit of dro little bit of ******e
A little bit of ecstacy
That's why your ***** want to be next to me
We sell a little bit a everything
Wodie what you want you want **** you want coke
Wodie what you want you want X you want dro
**** you got beef I got a tec and a fo'
You feelin' hot and moist I even get you a ho
If you don't got no whip I get you a car
If you don't got no skills I get your some bars
My ***** we don't cut it we serve it raw
Got anythin you want play us awful hard
My 22's bling so *****s scheme
745 I clean this little shell ***** **** a triple beam
Coffee pot to cook coke Joe to smoke I was born to loc
Method cut the coke 50 no joke
I ain't "Scarface" no women no kids I don't give a ****
Better teach that ***** and that little ***** to duck
With a P-90 Ruger I put shots all through ya
If you survive you gonna feel what talent do to ya
Little bit of dust little bit of *******
Little bit of dro little bit of ******e
A little bit of ecstacy
That's why your ***** want to be next to me
We sell a little bit a everything
Little bit of dust little bit of *******
Little bit of dro little bit of ******e
A little bit of ecstacy
That's why your ***** want to be next to me
We sell a little bit a everything
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