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Mr. Pookie - Текст песни Tha Rippla
[mr. pookie]
 Feel tha calmness of tha breeze as mr. pookie walks through tha hood
 I been strollin all night long solo johnson feelin good
 I just threw away a dubbie nigga, I'm about to roll anotha
 Til I bumped into two niggaz I ain't know wassup hustla
 I heard you got them sacks and if that's true, I want 2
 And uh 1 for my lil homie, he be smokin all night too
 So I told them niggaz bail and quickly stepped away wit hast
 You see I know these streetz to well and he was reachin for his waist
 Oh shit, my battle mode don switched a whole fuckin level
 Don switched to part 2 that's crooked intentions mixed wit rebel
 Like tha devil on me, pookie get control of yoself
 Cant release tha rippla on these niggaz shit they'll be nuthin left
 You ready? I'm ready ain't scared (hold up)i thought you was ready
 Naw, you wasnt sayin that shit while ago when you was callin for mary
 I bring ya hat to ya nigga, it's best you flee out my hood
 Cause you don fucked up on tha second level motivatal crook
Chorus
 As you enter, yo body shivers, yo brain no longer remembers
 Who did this to ya, it was tha rippla
 Blank yo picture and left you cold, yo body swoll wit bullet holes,
 Yo eyes are closed, it was tha rippla
 Release yo soul and sides exposed, tha grim ripper has come to get cha
 Now close tha zipper, it was tha rippla
 As you enter, yo body shivers, from this world you've been delivered
 Who did this to ya, it was tha rippla
 Still chillin peepin tha path in which they fled
 Notice they took a right didnt them bitches hear what I said
 They think I'm playin mr. pookie finna scene don went cold
 Now it's time for tha rippla, i'ma tell you niggaz how I'm gon do it
 Swift wit big holes
 We bringin tha big guns artillery u ain't gon fade homie
 Bringin my knife wit my gun fight ak black wit tha blade on itMr. Pookie - Tha Rippla - http://ru.motolyrics.com/mr-pookie/tha-rippla-lyrics.html
 Betta watch out when I spray if only
 It inhabit yo body wit leg components
Take it for granted I'm swearin on it
 Leavin for crow dead and lonely
 Now ya tryin to squash tha shit, I don hit yo body, caps wit vengeance
 Can't nobody get me up off ya nigga, prepare yoself for tha finish
 I don cut tha nigga I'm rippin take tha confidence from a nigga
 Left him wit feminine feelings and big bullet holes from tha rippla
 There's a lesson to be learned but it's too late for you to see
 Plus yo homeboy been left and got you alone up in these streetz
 Mo 3 had to get him at tha point of no return
 Anger don got tha best of me, now they bodies get burned
Chorus
 [mr. pookie]
 I don dealt away wit a nigga, now it's time to flee tha scene
 Thinkin bout how I left him, face down off in tha crete
 Lemme fire up this weed, time to calm my fuckin nerves
 I can feel tha po-po's comin ,hear tha sirens seen a bird
 Heard, this nigga known for pullin jacks on a nigga
 But what he didnt know ain nuthin but crooks on audelia
 But still you'll be tryin to catch me slippin wit cha crew
 So I released fire and came back bustin wit my fools
 Let's even up, fightin we ain't deep enough
 So my niggaz strapped and now they headed toward tha street to bust
 Ya'll bitches ain't seein us, shit I'm bout to blow some mo
 Bombin on you hataz like tha crisis off in kosovo
 Powerful and don't you know I ain't that average playa to test
 And like a rhino I'm jus finna penetrate through yo chest
 Time to rest and that's for good see
 No comin back too late to plea
 Told you bout my motive 3
 Dont cross my crooked boundary
Chorus


















