Текст песни Dead Presidents - 222
They
know
I
been
′bout
it
Got
alla
these
dead
presidents
bussin
outta
these
rubberbands
I
don't
need
a
wallet
Shooter
with
me
and
he
lettin
out
3 shots,sumn
like
Ben
Wallace
Take
a
nigga
offline
DDoS,
Body
stuck
like
he
seeing
3 dots,
I
been
always
gettin′
money
meanwhile
Look
Shoutout
to
Jay
for
the
motivation
He
layed
out
the
blueprint
for
gettin'
this
money
Nas
told
me
that
the
world
is
for
me
I'll
never
let
a
nigga
take
it
from
me
Nah
Shoutout
Cam′ron
Pink
mink
on
I′m
livin
lavish
Like
Big
Pun
did
capital
punishment
Pop
out
in
all
fly
shit
Like
Fabolous
Bullets
hit
medulla
oblongata
Fill
his
stomach
now
he
lookin'
like
a
baby
mama
Now
his
noodle
lookin′
like
we
cooking
pasta
Different
type
of
choppers
like
we
work
for
Boker
Keep
a
hammer
on
me
like
I'm
jane
foster
Stayed
down
nigga,
never
change
rosters
Hate
clown
niggas
they
all
be
imposters
Hang
round
everybody
is
some
monsters
Talk
of
the
town
I
been
that
If
I
knew
how
easy
it
was,
I
woulda
been
rapped
Stay
on
the
grind
thats
the
get
back
These
niggas
ain′t
really
gon
ride
whats
the
car
fax?
Talk
of
the
town
I
been
that
If
I
knew
how
easy
it
was,
I
woulda
been
rapped
Stay
on
the
grind
thats
the
get
back
These
niggas
ain't
really
gon
ride
whats
the
car
fax?
They
know
I
been
′bout
it
Got
alla
these
dead
presidents
bussin
outta
these
rubberbands
I
don't
need
a
wallet
Shooter
with
me
and
he
lettin
out
3 shots,sumn
like
Ben
Wallace
Take
a
nigga
offline
DDoS,
Body
stuck
like
he
seeing
3 dots,
I
been
always
gettin'
money
meanwhile
Look
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