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Ruff Ryders - What Y'All Niggas Want - текст песни, видео

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Ruff Ryders - What Y'All Niggas Want - текст песни, видео

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Eve: 

Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh ugh 
What y'all niggas want, huh? 
ugh, ugh, ugh 

Lubia huh? Papi screamin out of they mouth 
Bomb shell just a second 
Mami wanna speak out 
What I need in my life 
Make ya body freak out 
Baby seem like the type 
Married niggaz sneak out 
Like I'm ballin y'all 
Yes I be appallin ya'll 
Boss type hold it down 
Wantin all of y'all 
Callin y'all never chasin me down 
Three weeks, heartbroken 
Yes you hatin me now 
She speaks soft spoken 
Till she datin the clown 
I'm takin em down 
Reel em in and makin em drown 
Mistake 
I said gimme that, but I'm takin it now 
What I need from a nigga 
Negative in his sound 
Or dasity even askin me 
For ass, I laugh 
This bitch is fast and free 
Swatin em off 
When I see this niggas a flea 
Plotin of cost for riches 
Millionaire wannabe, uh huh 

CHORUS: [Nokio] 

What y'all niggas want? [what we want, wha?] 
Can't touch [uh] 
All y'all niggaz need [what we need in our life?] 
Is right here with me [uh] 
Sounds y'all wanna hear [who da, who dat?] 
Swizz beats [uh] 
I'm the one you fear [why?] 
It's my time, feel me 

Popular since I started my life 
Eve you know my name 
Probably the dangerous type 
Brick house stallion 
Think you taming me right? 
Not this baby val Philly streets 
They raisin her right 
Keep it pretty or can make it gritty be a LADY! 
Need boots pocket books and a baby 380! 
But prefer to keep it 
Calm and cool 
When I'm heated I suggest you move 
Just avoid a bad situation 
What you got to prove? 
Leave her be 
Chicken squakin hatin frequently 
Manic Man is obsessed 
And Stalkin me 
If he 
Icy enough, I'm pricin his stuff 
Be nicy enough 
To let him spin, I'm callin ya bluff 
Puttin it down 
Ruff Ryders puttin they work 
Snatched up the illest viscous pittbull in a skirt 
Makin em hurt 
Haters steady dishin up dirt 
Changin the game, settin the rules 
Makin it work, uh 

CHORUS 

Leavin em scared 
Mami takin all of this here 
All of this fame I'm hungry 
Hope you cats is prepared 
Niggas, set me up 
And Imma take it and run 
Think its a game 
Just check out how my format is done 
Stalkin ya shine 
And I do it to perfection 
Made a promise everytime I touch the mic 
To bless em 
Used to tease me how I keep is greezy 
Just to test em 
Eve handcuff niggas but I don't arrest em 
Shorty bang 
Hear the niggaz sayin 
Shout my name 
Make the thugish niggas scream 
Watchin me entertain 
Dicks brick when I like the lips 
Just keepin it plain 
Fantasizin about this bitch 
Got em goin insaine 
Oooh's and ahhh's 
5'7" thick in the thighs 
Every thugs dream wife 
See the love in they eyes 
My time to shine 
Whole package make her a dime 
Want some more? 
It ain't over, just keep pressin rewind, uh 

CHORUS 

Nokio: 

uh, 99, like 2000 
Ruff Ryders 
Dru Hill 
Swizz beats 
Eve 
Comin for that ass 
Uh
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