paroles de chanson Nation of Funk - Funky Aztecs
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start
that
motherfucker
Quan
Hahaa,
yeah,
aye
I
just
might
pull
up
in
that
Bugatti
I
just
might
pull
up
in
that
Ferrari
I
just
might
pull
up
in
that
4-5,
aye
I
just
might
pull
up
in
that
new
Spider
I
pull
up
by
myself
no
one
behind
me
Try
a
nigga
like
me
100
soldiers
ridin′
I
might
pull
up
on
you
catch
body
I
pull
up
on
you
just
to?
Boy
bullets
at
yo
head
like
a
visor
Got
niggas
in
the
bushes
and
they
hidin'
Plus
they
gone
lay
on
you
until
you
outside
it
And
they
gone
make
it
hard
for
folks
to
find
ya
I
hate
to
get
involved
with
violence
But
you
done
went
too
far
and
got
beside
yourself
Its
only
one
me
stop
trying
Cause
you
could
never
beat
me
with
the
finest
self
Pull
up
on
that
nigga
with
the
beam
Yeah,
what
you
want
lil
nigga
If
Ion′t
know
you
I
ain't
gone
serve
ya
Nah,
what
you
want
lil
nigga
My
P.O.
know
my
piss
dirty
Hmm,
what
you
want
from
a
nigga
I
could
switch
cars
up
every
Thurday
Park
the
bitch
up
now
I'm
riding
in
the
dark
lil
nigga
Shawty
stay
charged
like
a
Tesla
And
every
car
flexin′
Got
a
nigga
question
mark
guessin′
I
sound
good
thank
the
boy?
Might
strap
catch
ya
Ballin'
on
him
like
George
Jetson
Pull
up
on
a
nigga
with
the
windows
down
Straight
shots,
shooting
at
everything
we
said
lil
nigga
You
mad
cause
I
fucked
yo
bitch
mouth
But
a
fuck
nigga?
Gotta
whole
lotta
money,
more
problems?
said
it,?
said
it
nigga
I
know
it
Kickin
shit
on
these
niggas
just
like
soccer
Catchin
bullshit
in
the
air
just
like
a
bullet
Went
to
private
nigga
just
to
talk
proper
70000
for
the
bust
down
rollie
I
used
to
hide
weed
in
my
motherfuckin′
locker
Boy
I
pray
to
God
that
car
not
stolen
because...
I
just
might
pull
up
in
that
Bugatti
I
just
might
pull
up
in
that
Ferrari
I
just
might
pull
up
in
that
4-5,
aye
I
just
might
pull
up
in
that
new
Spider
I
pull
up
by
myself
no
one
behind
me
Try
a
nigga
like
me
100
soldiers
ridin'
I
might
pull
up
on
you
catch
body
I
pull
up
on
you
just
to?
Boy
bullets
at
yo
head
like
a
visor
Got
niggas
in
the
bushes
and
they
hidin′
Plus
they
gone
lay
on
you
until
you
outside
it
And
they
gone
make
it
hard
for
folks
to
find
ya
I
hate
to
get
involved
with
violence
But
you
done
went
too
far
and
got
beside
yourself
Its
only
one
me
stop
trying
Cause
you
could
never
beat
me
with
the
finest
self
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