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Clipse f/ Re-Up Gang - Текст песни Ain't Cha
[Chorus - Pusha T]
 Hmmm, you tryna get some good fame ain't cha?
 Hmmm, you tryna slang in tha rain ain't cha?
 Hmmm, you tryna save for tha Range ain't cha?
 Hmmm, you tryna perfect ya aim ain't cha?
 Hmmm, you tryna get a big chain ain't cha?
 Hmmm, with the medallions and the rings ain't cha?
 Hmmm, gon getcha air force plane ain't cha?
 Say what? So you can get that hood fame ain't cha?
 [Verse 1 - Pusha T]
 Rugers spare I drapes, baking pies, baking cake
 Hustling them E's and that C's and that H
 While you probably talking frantic on the tape
 Niggaz in the hood ain't tryna to hear "Man it was a mistake"
 To call you a bitch, not a bandit at ya wake
 Epitaph reading how much damage you could take
 While I'm on the boat with ya bitch, salmon on the plate
 I know why you liked her, the head it was great
 Loving these bezels sets, change with no space
 86 karats, you know how much digging in the planet this could take?
 Patent leather BAPEs...Uh, uh! Closet like planet of the BAPE!
 Monkey see, monkey do, monkeys following in place
 Like I'm living in an episode of Planet of the Apes
 You're watching the evolution of one of rap's greats
 You niggaz tryna take my place? Neva happen...
 [Chorus - Pusha T]
 Hmmm, you tryna get some good fame ain't cha?
 Hmmm, you tryna slang in tha rain ain't cha?
 Hmmm, you tryna save for tha range ain't cha?
 Hmmm, you tryna perfect ya aim ain't cha?
 Hmmm, you tryna get a big chain ain't cha?
 Hmmm, with the medallions and the rings ain't cha?
 Hmmm, gon getcha air force plane ain't cha?
 Say what? So you can get that hood fame ain't cha?
 [Verse 2 - Sandman]
 Dig it, every time I do it, encore
 Slide out tha Lincoln with tha suicide doors
 Ma, and I'm blingin like Baby with all that shit on
 My block pop til all that shit gone
 What? You niggaz hardly eat
 What you spend on a home is a golden piece
 On the chest of a biz-oss, it's a must I fliz-oss
 My dream team wrestle for cheese like Eric Bischoff
 From the kickoff to tip off, I give off rays from the VVs
 Ice glazed like lip gloss
 Thinking they can see me, I beg to diff-arr
 Look up in the skiz-eye, it the big dip-arr
 (Thats cold!) Its chilly in Philly, its that real
 Nobody know karate, more bodies than Kill Bill
 Somebody get beside me, Lord, will his blood spill
 Like a waterfall, fuck around make me slaughter y'all
 [Chorus - Pusha T]
 Hmmm, you tryna get some good fame ain't cha?
 Hmmm, you tryna slang in tha rain ain't cha?
 Hmmm, you tryna save for tha range ain't cha?
 Hmmm, you tryna perfect ya aim ain't cha?
 Hmmm, you tryna get a big chain ain't cha?Clipse f/ Re-Up Gang - Ain't Cha - http://ru.motolyrics.com/clipse-f-re-up-gang/aint-cha-lyrics.html
 Hmmm, with the medallions and the rings ain't cha?
 Hmmm, gon getcha air force plane ain't cha?
 Say what? So you can get that hood fame ain't cha?
 [Verse 3 - Malice]
 Oh you just gon take without asking ain't cha?
 You just grabbin, you ain't earnin for shit, that's too old fashion
 Look, tulip, I will never tuck a jewel up
 Kindergarten did they not tap your knuckle with the ruler?
 I'm the era of the juice crew, don't let that dookie noose you
 1 and 1 is 2, its just as simple as Blue's Clues
 The nine will get most of you, turn yourself around
 For he who want to run up and earn himself a crown
 Meanwhile study something nigga, this Gucci, Parker
 From France where the kids sing Frere Jacques
 If not there, I'm somewhere mixing vodkas
 In a far off land, where they shake maracas and shit
 Keep it moving like in KIs of coke
 You the 100th motherfucker and I'm ???
 Not Tommy Lee, see we never involve the law
 If it seems the walls are closing in its only '€˜cause they are
 Muthafucker
 [Chorus - Pusha T]
 Hmmm, you tryna get some good fame ain't cha?
 Hmmm, you tryna slang in tha rain ain't cha?
 Hmmm, you tryna save for tha range ain't cha?
 Hmmm, you tryna perfect ya aim ain't cha?
 Hmmm, you tryna get a big chain ain't cha?
 Hmmm, with the medallions and the rings ain't cha?
 Hmmm, gon getcha air force plane ain't cha?
 Say what? So you can get that hood fame ain't cha?
 [Verse 4- Ab-Liva]
 I'm a natural born hustla, I the risk taker
 I get it cross the border, the Alpha the Omega
 My life, I scripted the paper posh like the wrist in the cradle
 That hug the diamonds that kiss for you haters
 Rimoldi is so gaudy
 But its just so picture-perfect as I lean in that six fourty-five CI
 I'm on them blades likes T.I.
 The niggaz hate to measure '€˜cuz they knee high
 Still slangin that P-I, E what I bring by
 Me 50 cal, pretty desert up my sleave, I
 Still hugging that corner so tight it can't breath, I
 Can't let it go, '€˜cuz a nigga got to eat, I
 Came to conquer the game, the flame and the powder
 And the pot, stirred it crazy, I'm a lead-a
 Still in the game, tippin the scale like Libra
 You don't really want that halo over ya Cesar! No!
 [Chorus - Pusha T]
 Hmmm, you tryna get some good fame ain't cha?
 Hmmm, you tryna slang in tha rain ain't cha?
 Hmmm, you tryna save for tha range ain't cha?
 Hmmm, you tryna perfect ya aim ain't cha?
 Hmmm, you tryna get a big chain ain't cha?
 Hmmm, with the medallions and the rings ain't cha?
 Hmmm, gon getcha air force plane ain't cha?
 Say what? So you can get that hood fame ain't cha?
















