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8Ball & Mjg - Текст песни Trying To Get At You
8Ball:
 Smash with my niggas, you know how we do
 Flippin through the hood, that's when I bumped into you
 At the car-wash jumpin out your e-class
 Petite frame with your little round fat ass
 10 1/2 for your eyes and your pretty toes
 I wanna know you but I heard you got a nigga though
 Anyway I'ma spit it like I know that you with it
 My windows are tinted so he won't know that you in it
 We can cruise the city and get the car, we's in it
 Drink a hen open up and let your boy squeeze in it
 A G for real I never played those games
 Wanna get in your brain, put some ice in your chain
 You can stay with your manne, act a fool and complain
 Come and get with your boy we just hang and bang
 That's the business but you don't want a niggaa like me
 You want a weak ass nigga just pretendin to be
[Chorus]:
 I wish I would've said somethin
 That would've made you stopped walkin
 How can I let you know, girl
 I'm trying to get at you, baby
 And instead of trying to step on you
 I let another nigga up on you
 How can I let you know, girl
 I'm trying to get at you, baby
MJG:
 Baby you need a hard leg, a straight niggah with no suga
 One that won't play no games and give it to you
 In the buck, doggy style, the whole mile
 Mix it up, with the new and the old style
 Ain't you tired of your man hangin up at your job8Ball & Mjg - Trying To Get At You - http://ru.motolyrics.com/8ball-and-mjg/trying-to-get-at-you-lyrics.html
 Followin you round, talkin bout you breakin his heart
 You too pretty, to have a nigga prettier than you
 You need a cut-throat niggah, baby tell you the truth
 I'm MJG and I ain't tryin to stay in your face
 Or croud your space or try to get a key to your place
 I got my own spot shit but we gon hit the hotel-e
 I can't take you to my spot until I know that you ready
 See I ain't the one to fall in love just in a week
 Take out all my money then go invest in a freak
 I see something I like baby can I just get a number
 Don't worry bout the stress and the pressure he got you under
[Chorus]:
...
8Ball:
 Look, if your boy calls tell him that you're rollin with your girls
 Tell him y'all shoppin you gon meet him at the grill
 Really I'ma have you somewhere diggin in your ribs
 Pullin off the rubber and shootin it on your lips
 Dream about the day when I can hold your hips
 Wanna spoil you and tell niggas you my bitch
 See you got a nigga I don't wanna see y'all split
 The real nigga in me make a nigga do that shit
MJG:
 You're listenin to your friends again, oh no
 Why you wanna take advice from them, they solo
 I'm the one that put the spark in your life, all night
 And all day, so motherfuck what they all say
 Tell em MJ said it and MJ done it
 Shot straight into your life like Haley's comet
 Eliminated them other cats who wanna run it
 Keep the bullshit we're takin you away from it











