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Ce titre est extrait de l'album : Three Dollar Bill, Y'all $

Année de sortie : 1997 Psycho female blowin up the phone line
You need to tighten that screw
It's been loose for a long time
I've been slammed with some bad luck
Soon I'm gonna bring you doom with the buck
Buck and now you duck duck goose
I'm lettin' loose with the thirty odd freestyle labeled hostile
By my profile must be all the madness
You and all your tactics jonesin for my cash
Got to make them pockets super phat
Hey I'm a humble man kicking out the jams
Like a tramp I'm gonna stick it like a stamp to this business
What's with all the business I get paid to take the microphone
And slay the stage stay away from all the bros
In my band and all the fans and all my friends
Is when the cash is coming in
Or I'll be slammin them balls to the wall
With the ink on my flesh and the yes
Yes y'all no 9 to 5
I'll still survive I keep my engine on that amp
Like a Chattanooga champ that's all we need
Another bad seed planted on this earth motivated by greed


Chorus:
You wanna play that game bitch
You take a dash for my cash
It's your ass that I'm blasting
Boy, you wanna play that game bitch
You take a dash for my cash
It's your ass that I'm blasting
You're bad luck, you're so... stuck
Stuck deep down in that hole again
Stuck you got your brain on my green again
Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so stuck
In your head you don't even know

All I wanted was a Pepsi
Just one Pepsi far from suicidal
Still I get them tendencies bringing back them memories
That I really miss when I reminisce rocking back in the '80's
Live my attitude to do or die once I was a maggot
Now I'm just super fly bound for the boundaries
No limits G phat ass rhythms driven by my destiny
Your style's in my pocket proclaimed to regain that essence pressin
'Cause I'm hostile labeled by my profile in deed
I am I am indeed hostile when it comes to greed

Chorus

Aw yeah, ain't nutin' like a greedy bitch
Diggin', Diggin', diggin', diggin'
Diggin' so deep for that green
All I know, all I know
That you must be fucked up in that head

I got a little problem, just one question, beyatch
Why, why you wanna be like that
Why, Why you gotta be like that you wanna be like that
Why, why you wanna be like that x 2
Why, why you gotta be like that
Why, Why you wanna be like that
Why the fuck you wanna be like that
Why, why you gotta be like that
Why the fuck you wanna be like that
Why, why, why, why, why you gotta be
Why, why, why, you wanna be like that
Why, why, why you gotta dig in my business
You fucking whore stuck on yourself
You are you take a dash for my cash
It's your ass that I'm blasting
Stuck on yourself, you whore
You take a dash for my cash
It's your ass that I'm blasting
You're bad luck, you're so... stuck
Stuck deep down in that hole again
Stuck you got your brain on my green again
Stuck, you're so, you're so, you're so stuck in your head
You don't even know

Live on tape beyatch
Don't fuck with us

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