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Gangsta Boo - Don't Stand So Close lyrics
Chorus x10 Don't stand don't stand so close to me (Lord Infamous) You's the Runnin' to the bitch that push you off cause we ??? When I'm shootin' pool I blush... on some ? Lord and here comes the two to the three and four Five six after seven Fucked up snorted out drunk and them I'm blown But when we tear the club up You best believe you won't come out that hole Koo when you hit the ones that's gone on the floor Remind you ? fuck with my ???? (DJ Paul) Nigga, it's the Tear the Club Up Thugs with the Gangsta Boo >From Three 6 Mafia, Mafia now what'ch you wanna do Gangsta party where the fuck Lucky Luchi set 'em up Put your goods in the back A heavy boys get 'em up Fools all up in my face Want some baby, take my place Or be in my shoes Or find out it ain't that safe Up in the club we clean house like a renovator Bust to times in his mouth My glock can't see you later Chorus x8 (Juicy "J") It's that nigga from the north Smokin' on the short Newport If you wanna get high with me Roll a blunt and light the torch (nigga) Strap it on my waste 3-5-7 nigga play For you robbers who wanna rob And you haters out to hate Wave your guns up in the air And cock 'em back if it's a must If you don't give a fuck Pull the trigger and let it bust (fool) It's the Tear the Club Up Thugs Buck it blast in your ? Never ever showin' love Just pullin' guns and poppin' slugs (Gangsta Boo) It's a two game table Ok ya heard it from Fatal But I'm not robbin' your cradle I'm gettin' closer to be your neighbor Available to any motherfucker who crossed my path A wrath full of blood bath Take it with questions asked I leave you wet Nigga, in ??? Waitin' for the next to run up with my bullet to ? Be on my chest the Smith and Wesson got you niggas just guessin' Will she leave a bloody mess with the family upsettin' (ugh) Chorus x8 The fuckin' message that I'm stressin' is I don't fuck around Cause on my side of town niggas beat the fuck outta clowns Don't say no more Open wide Roy, Leo's a lyin' Got you cryin' cause excitement over shit that I'm writin' I'm quick to take a bitch, nigga Take the nigga bitch Act scared, you done heard about the lady from the six What you do know won't hurt you in the long run What you do know that I keep 'em risin' like the sun, ask Crunchy Blac I'm a nigga know that's with me How this lady got you bitches laid oh so easily What you tryin' to be A little naughty nigga that you not Tryin' to get popped with the glock that I keep in stock I can't be playin' with bitches They can't be playin' with me Cause I don't play with all the motherfuckers can't you see I try too hard to be the pimpin' lady that I am Pam Porter reporting you playa hatas With a plan of gettin' ya Chorus...till fade |
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