Caliber - Professionals paroles de chanson

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Thug-thug-thug-thug-thugsters don't dance (nah)
All we do is like to boogie
Prof-prof-professionals (come on)
All you rest are just some rookies
Gang-gang-gang-gang-gangsters don't dance
All we know is how to boogie
Suspects around
And none of y'all can fade us at all
Fresh shaved head, suspect gear
Pour henny down for the ones and the tears
Got nine layers, Chevy tattooed tears
Drinkin' us some 40's for the ones that ain't here
On that note, time to party
It's on, go ahead and tell somebody
Girl next to me and she got somebody
Homies all around and we got some shotties
But that's not what we here for
Have some good times with all the kinfolk
Ending up the night with the left and right stroke
Fun-filled nights is what we pro for
Got the and one at the sherman oak
Blunt rolled so I'ma take a toke
Most high in the hills, filled with smoke
Cali bomb bud, it ain't no joke
Thug-thug-thugsters don't dance
All we do is like to boogie
Prof-prof-professionals
All you rest are just some rookies
Gang-gang-gang-gang-gangsters don't dance
All we know is how to boogie
Suspects around
And none of y'all can fade us at all
Another day in the life of a sospechoso
Zulo grande, don't you know I'm loco?
Lost in the coco a long time ago
So the first one steppin' up are first one to go
Hydro I choke on and sip some 'gnac
Grab a mic at the show and peel y'alls wig back
I got hazmat when I spit that
Get that? Sucka I leave your lifeline flat
The party's jumpin' when I'm hustlin' the sizno
Classic west coast gangsta five sizno
Two steppin' as us cholos do
With the lean so clean knockin' down your boo
I do all you who swear you better but
We rock shows you rock not ever
Now get your act together
We the nation blazin', accept no imitations
Thug-thug-thugsters don't dance
All we do is like to boogie
Prof-prof-professionals
All you rest are just some rookies
Gang-gang-gang-gang-gangsters don't dance
All we know is how to boogie
Suspects around
And none of y'all can fade us at all
Order some drinks, on the last call
Keep the cups here for all of my dawgs
Ain't no show can't 'cause all I'ma talk
Suspect nation comin' out of my jaw
Got it inked in the skin, the beast is within
Not because I'm sippin' on this juice and gin
Aye dawg, believe me, I keeps it deasty
Soul survives through the sleazy like Jesus
With some good and some bad fellas
Cali bud, we do what we want
There's nothin' that you can tell us
Lefty and the fool K-Otic
My girl next to me, I'ma push up on it
And while he do that, I'ma finish this
End it off right 'cause that's how we kill shit
Yeah I'm the culprit, yeah we the suspects
Murderous venom in each flow we inject
Thug-thug-thugsters don't dance
All we do is like to boogie
Prof-prof-professionals
All you rest are just some rookies
Gang-gang-gang-gang-gangsters don't dance
All we know is how to boogie
Suspects around
And none of y'all can fade us at all



Writer(s): Michael J Baiardi, Daniel Sr, Wilson Antonio Jr


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