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Versurile Ludacris - We Got
Versuri We Got
(feat. Chingy, I-20, Tity Boi)
[Ludacris]
DTP we got them guns that go...
[I-20]
Yea I'm all about that pistol playa, cold blooded
killa
Niggaz recognize my name, I dub the young dealer
You better tell ya man that with the gages I'm
nice
Ill shoot up yall white shirts until yall look
like dikes
But I'm through with all the talking time to show
all you niggaz
I 2-0, I'm like J-Lo...going through niggaz
DTP we aint plying if you try to get our pen
A.K's get ta spraying like...
Bottom line that mean I'm bout it, any nigga want
it, doubt it
Bust you in the broad day, on the street that's
fully crowded
Find our hole and fagots there, just for thinking
its rap
And tell that pretty bitch thug we got some
pretty big gats
Chaka say I'm shot out, and I tend to agree
So you should what you saying if it's intended
for me
So be careful what you starting, let my fingers
do the walking
And that oozy get to talking like...
[Tity Boi]
Hammers, jam 'em, snatch 'em, grab 'em
Can the an and fuck 'em, damn 'em
Press him, man him, scared him, teared him, kneed
him up
Bake him, take him, beat him up, I hate I hate, I
eat him up
A-B-C-E-F shawty is you a G or what
Now it's just me and my nuts, that's all I got in
this world
I'm pulling pistols out my stomach and throwing
them bitches up like earl
Serving the club, head shot, scattered, covered,
run, scram 'em
I'm 38, hot with a pearl handle...
And I'm throwing text like a NBA ref
I got, all gold guns like they came from I-RAQ
Artillery, could it be I got all kinds of these
pistols
I point my gun at ya homeboy make ya own folks
hit ya
And aint taking no more pictures, if you snap ima
click
Anyway, plus I got bullets in the clip the size
of Lil Fate
And I'm webbing choppers like heli-copters
You gon' need hella doctors, when the glok go...
[Chingy]
Say on the set bitch, better watch your lip that
text be quick
20 over thurr, Tity over thurr, Luda over thurr,
aint no exit trick
Us you don't mess with, we got them guns like
action flicks
Reload with the next clip, I'm the ro nigga to
flex with bitch
Come on and test this, my gun I'm having sex with
shit
Put a bullet in (in) shoot it out, got them long
horns like Texas bitch
Look at my necklace, maybe hit a ngga disrespect
this click
My pistol grip sound like this...now what
Who want that they fucked, when I cock and load
the cake, bust bust
Yall cowards play tough, and my peeps we come to
spray stuff up
Yall lives made up, like ugly hoes with make-up
bra
We'll suit you up then toss yo ass in the lake
tough nut
I'm wrist rocky, like Sylvester Stallone
So thurr for you should invest, in a vest for ya
dome
Cause I know you marks planning on getting me
when I'm landing
Beast the nick, but my cannon go...
[Ludacris]
Fuck a medic, we gon' call yo ass a taxi cab
Bleedin so hard you'll need a life size maxi pad
So flip the script and tell your woman its your
time on the month
A.K. 47 for the niggaz who's really looking for
heaven and a 9 for you chumps
Got killaz in my squad and I'm the nicest one in
my group
But I got bananas for you niggaz and I aint
talking bout fruit
Ill pay your CAB BACK with the BLACK MACK
Till your BACK CRACK, got the GAT BACK
like...CLAK CLAK CLAK
Swallow a hallow make 'em digest with a 50
caliber
Yo futures not looking so good, tomorrows not on
your calendar
I, do away with the amateurs, they breathing too
long
Ill leave 'em coughing like the sound effects you
hear in this song
My Shotguns are cold and hard, but my Desert is
easy
And my triggers are always talking about some
squeeze me, squeeze me
And for these fakers talking greezy, I'm starting
the show
My Oozy got a drum roll, it goes...
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