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Click - Текст песни It's All The Same
Nigga, come on, nigga, yeah
 Take it to the house
 Yeah, yeah, yeah Dub C, 40 Widah
 D-Shot
 I know ya in the movies and ya pager's goin' off
 You got a call from the boss, you seen the code 2236
 You makin' excuse, you got to piss
 Even though you at the phone dialin' all seven digits
 You got to move with the quickness
 Before ya dude gets suspicious and shit
 Get to trippin' and shit, get the sock in this bitch
 Get to turnin' Doctor Jekyll on hoes
 'Cause if he flauntin' dough, he can't take the blows
 Ay ho, ay ho
 Get 'em again, get 'em again
 Pick yo celly up, I wanna fuck
 Ho, what's happenin' back at cha?
 Get it at cha, once the pussy askin'
 You know that ignorant bastard
 Pockets full of Ziploc bags, it's ripped nasty
 Met you at the Benz dealership in T-shirt and khakis
 Crafty over the mic like cookie chips, it's the criminal
 Known for C-walkin' in the pussy lips
 Let them suckers take care of ya ho, like 40
 I just wanna click with you and dick you
 From Cape to the Bay Area, bury ya
 Flashin' the dick in ya tonsils
 Bend you over and fuck you by my studio councils
 Poundin' a shady nigga layin' the wood
 Video tapin' me hittin' it from the back
 Throwin' up the hood, yeah, you like that bitch
 The square ass weights tellin' you ain't never been choked
 Or done fucked by a felon, no K-Y jellin', just tryin' to inhale it
 So when ya ready for the real bitch hit me on my cellin'
 It' all the same
 (These hoes wanna marry a nigga)
 The same ol' game
 (Then turn around and bury a nigga)
 It's all the same
 (It's all gravy whodi)
 Wherever we go
 (Nigga, please believe)
 It' all the same
 (These hoes wanna marry a nigga)
 The same ol' game
 (Then turn around and bury a nigga)
 It's all the same
 (Fo' sheezy, baby)
 Wherever we go
 I set rules in this game, I pop my bra, I claim fame
 I do my thug thesis, got the world singin' speak of me
 I do no jockin' the clock don't stop clockin'
 I'm a top notch and my itinerary stay crackin'
 I'm mackin' boss bitch, hell I'm pimpin'
 I'm on one, I have no mercy I go sick with it
 Like cash money we click with it, hey, hey
 Super bad, super bad, say, say
 Check the pass man, foot on the gas man
 I wrap em' up in cashmere and trade em' for cash man
 You dig, my sick face down on the side of my hip
 I'm seventeen deep with heat so don't trip
 I sip malt liquor all of the suds
 My bomb is E-coli the murderous buds
 I blaze Philly blunts all in the clubs
 Keep a bald fade for the bitches to rub
 I thug for mine that's the difference with me
 From the ball playin' nigga that ya see on TV
 I escalate up to the spot on the Hill
 Fill you up with Hennessey and ecstasy pills
 Fuck you in the mind if ya just sit stillClick - It's All The Same - http://ru.motolyrics.com/click/its-all-the-same-lyrics.html
 Opened up some game and I let that spill
 Bitches love playas 'cause they keep that real
 The shit is all the same, ya feel
 Yeah, it's all international baby, ya feel
 It' all the same
 (These hoes wanna marry a nigga)
 The same ol' game
 (Then turn around and bury a nigga)
 It's all the same
 (It's all gravy whodi)
 Wherever we go
 (Nigga, please believe)
 It' all the same
 (These hoes wanna marry a nigga)
 The same ol' game
 (Then turn around and bury a nigga)
 It's all the same
 (Fo' sheezy, baby)
 Wherever we go
 But every time I spit this game
 These L I P's these niggas know my name
 You see my name is E-Feezy
 These hoes be lovin' me
 Ya gotta be a special lady and a very exciting girl
 Yo, I'm slammed, lookin' savy in the back of the crackhouse
 In the bathroom choppin' up and baggin' up my cavy
 You must be blankin' off them blankin' thangs
 Who the fuck you think you dealin' with?
 I hold up, I ain't gon' rescue no bitch
 I'll slap ya upside ya nooda, bitch
 Talkin' that shit, I'ma buy ya ass some Prada
 Some Norman Camali, the Mazda MX or Miati
 I ain't gon' lie you got some good ass lush fire punana
 But I ain't sprung even though you been handlin' on
 Been suckin' the peel off the banana with yo big ass lips and gums
 Swallowin' down my cum, runnin' around there
 With yo big ass tongue, you're hangin' out your thong
 You wanna stay with ya hard ass workin', baby, dada
 He loves ya dirty draws, he'll drink ya bath water
 He'll let ya ass go clubbin'
 He ain't gon' be trippin' off nothin' you mention
 He know you something
 He know you can't turn a tramp into a good woman
 It' all the same
 (These hoes wanna marry a nigga)
 The same ol' game
 (Then turn around and bury a nigga)
 It's all the same
 (It's all gravy whodi)
 Wherever we go
 (Nigga, please believe)
 It' all the same
 (These hoes wanna marry a nigga)
 The same ol' game
 (Then turn around and bury a nigga)
 It's all the same
 (Fo' sheezy, baby)
 Wherever we go
 It' all the same
 (These hoes wanna marry a nigga)
 The same ol' game
 (Then turn around and bury a nigga)
 It's all the same
 (It's all gravy whodi)
 Wherever we go
 (Nigga, please believe)
 It' all the same
 (These hoes wanna marry a nigga)
 The same ol' game
 (Then turn around and bury a nigga)
 It's all the same
 (Fo' sheezy, baby)
 Wherever we go











