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Nelly - Текст песни Whip Yo Ass
{*whip sounds*} Ha ha!
 [W.C.]
 It's been a minute that I've been sittin up in this cell
 Thinkin of many ways that I can get paid escapin jail
 My life is like a football game, I'm movin the chains
 Tryin to score so I could maneuver the Range
 I hear police callin my name, I ball in no lane
 Tryin to hit the wall, make the ghetto hall of fame
 It's third and long, got a lot of yards to gain
 I'm federal, youse a misdemeanor, you small change
 It's that, S-W-A-N-G affiliate
 From the penitentiary to the club, love I'm sendin it
 Turn me out and throw it up and get your boogie on
 And let me see those fingers in the sky if you feelin it
 I'm sick, and ain't no curin me, maximum security
 can't stop my back bumper draggin through your community
 Process me, lock me down, level me hard kid
 I still come out swingin like Ron Artest, nigga
 {*whip sounds*} Ha ha!
 [Chorus: Nelly]
 Is it the concrete, or the walls
 Maybe it's the bars, might be the guards
 Nigga this is LOCKDOWN - lock 'em down, lock 'em down
 This is LOCKDOWN - lock 'em down, lock 'em down
 Is it the concrete, or the walls
 Maybe it's the bars, might be the guards
 Nigga this is LOCKDOWN - I'm 'bout to whip yo' ass mayne
 {*whip sounds*} Ha ha!
 [W.C.]Nelly - Whip Yo Ass - http://ru.motolyrics.com/nelly/whip-yo-ass-lyrics.html
 Nigga the bang bang get up
 Skip skippin through the lane, swang, look at Dub
 Swangin, still feelin 'em all, I can't wait to get out
 When I touch-down nia I'ma turn shit out
 Looka there, biddy-by-by, buh-by-by beddy-bye nigga
 Lights out, Dub and Nelly 'bout to shut the lights off
 C-walkin on the industry, spittin with all my energy
 Dedicated to my niggaz in the penitentiary
 Ladies bounce to this, sip Cris', get drunk to this
 Refs walks to this, dawgs thump to this
 On my mind is my fetti, itchin for the day
 that I can parole and jack the nose on a Chevy
 Three-wheel to the St. Lou' and connect with Nelly
 Jump in the Escalade on them deuce-four Pirellis, nigga
 Money is freedom and freedom is cash
 And anything between me and my freedom I'll whup an ass
 {*whip sounds*} Ha ha!
[Chorus]
 [W.C.]
 Yeah, Dub stay chuckin the pavement, I'm anti-general populated
 Hood related, the industry most hated
 Cause I ball greedy and rhyme for mine (c'mon) I'm willin to die for mine
 (c'mon) While haters hate from the sideline
 I'm like Fabolous, I make you "Breathe" hard, leavin ya bleedin and scarred
 PC'd up on the sensitive knee guard
 Dub Central ain't no surrender, spit for repetitive offenders
 Facin D.A.'s with public defenders nigga
 {*whip sounds*} Ha ha!
[Chorus]










