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411 - Текст песни Iron On You
These little groupies talk nigga
 That's how you feel home boy?
 You don't want them kind of problems
 I'm tryna tell you man, no you don't
 You don't want that
 I'ma do this on joint
 And I ain't talking no more, word to my mother
 Beef is real on my side of town
 Keep your eye on all them punk plus that ride around
 Beef will provide all them siren sounds
 And your moms with extra tear drops sliding down
 Beef will have you relocating
 But we gonn catch up to you lil homie
 We so patient
 Beef's what you don't want with me
 No money on your head, get it for free
 I hope you keep iron on you
 I hope you keep iron on you
 You niggas act tough running round with all them guards
 Reach faggot niggas, y'all ain't hard
 I hope you keep iron on you
 I hope you keep iron on you
 And know that
 Y'almost got me fucked up
 I'm hood I will fuck y'all up
 I'm signed to one nigga
 That's signed to jimmy nigga
 And run with 3 niggas that can't be touched
 But it ain't about all them bars now
 I'm tryna let you know who I are now
 This rapshit is y'all dudes' dream
 This shit make my street dough clean, you get it
 I had dirty money coming in
 Cucci,... had my dudes put that stuff in the pen
 I waas really in that comfort end
 Bazooka chew, I was bubbling411 - Iron On You - http://ru.motolyrics.com/411/iron-on-you-lyrics.html
 I'm a product of the gutter fam
 No bank accounts, nike box and thick rubber bands
 Before rap I was the people's champ
 Nothing less then a 9 on that diesel stamp
 Yeah new jacks on the block, gotta get the heading on
 To move crack in my spot
 I was boot camping that pot
 It go in there soft come out hard as a rock
 Leave me out all them rap beefs
 Cause I ain't fin the right rhymes, I'ma crack teeth
 On camera, y'all some mean goons
 But a bunch of powerpuff girls in these green rooms, ha ha ha ha
 My finger itching on that trigga, y'all verified on twitter
 I'm verified by real niggas
 And they don't has tag, they toe tag
 Have me send a dm to your folk's pad
 Can't walk through new york without a hoe
 Or a chick tryna have me to herself for a half hour
 I'm so not hard to find
 I'm in the north side all the time
 Beef is real on my side of town
 Keep your eye on all them punk plus that ride around
 Beef will provide all them siren sounds
 And your moms with extra tear drops sliding down
 Beef will have you relocating
 But we gonn catch up to you lil homie
 We so patient
 Beef's what you don't want with me
 No money on your head, get it for free
 I hope you keep iron on you
 I hope you keep iron on you
 You niggas act tough running round with all them guards
 Reach faggot niggas, y'all ain't hard
 I hope you keep iron on you
 I hope you keep iron on you
 And know that

















