Who Not Me — текст песни (Ludacris f Dolla Boi, Small World)

[Small World: repeat 4X]
Uhhuhh no way no how, get like blaow, blaow, blaow kapaow

[Ludacris - over Small World]
Yeah, you ever hear somebody sayin somethin
And you think they talking bout you, you not quite sho` knahmsayin
But it ain`t no way they talking bout you
Introducing the new members of Disturbing Tha Peace
Small World - from Norfolk, Dolla Boi - from Playaz Circle
Here we go what?

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, couldn`t be me, nah not me
Who the fuck you talking to?
Not me, couldn`t be me, nah not me

[Small World]
3, 2, 1 - what`s begun, is the start
but bitch we be saying we we just getting started it since one
Y`all been monitoring, pondering bout it
How bout I pull it out and kapaowee, I`ll heat `em up as hot as Maui
Big Small World, Norfolk is the gang, extended clip in the jeans
Put `em in a box like Bisquick
I`m a laker wit clips, get `em in the lake wit clips
Truth is ya a clipper with clips ain`t cha bitch
I`m bout my loot and dollars, I`ll shot you for looting dollars
But you lootless and dollarless, fuck it I shot for Luda n Dolla
I crash parties, blast with proposed toast
I`ma have a problem like Scrap, if you blabbin like show hosts
Muffle your damn lips, or there`ll be mixtures of blood and dandruff
If you don`t get my damn drift
Creep to ya grave and leak D.T. Piss
This yo` highness at his least tempered
Keep it pimpin` and watch

[Chorus]

[Dolla Boi]
I been having a bad day, the same ol shit
We don`t give a fuck about who you is
The same ol clique, and the same ol biz
The same ol flip , wit the same ol whip
The same 4-4, with the same ol clip
Half the bullets gone, the otha half you can get, bitch
R.I.P. Rick James I`m rich beyotch!!
You talkin` to much, nigga you a snitch bitch
And we don`t do it like that
We do 3 quarter drops and we bring a brick back, black
Don`t act get ya whole trap splat, ack
Unload `em reload `em, we back black
And when dem gats letting off
Red dots loud noises like planes taking off
Dolla Boi I got the game in a cross, make me bang at cha boss
For dem things coming soft, nigga

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Now if a bad bitch wants dick, then it`s dick I give her
Ludacris nigga, I stand and deliver
Never back down, won`t shake nor shiver
Fuck with me and get found in the Chattahoochee river
This 7 inch shank, will put a stop to his ticker
But shoties to the body make him drop much quicker
Yeah I appear to be a nice lil` nigga
Fuck with anything I love, I`m a stone cold killer
Eating off of `Sace, sleeping on chinchilla
8 figga nigga, I`m a multi milla
See me in the street, it can`t get no realer
Giving back to my hood with a pocket full of scrilla
My neighbors say my house can`t get no bigga
I do good ass bidness, with a bad ass temper
Please tell ya bitch, stop playing with my zipper
Or I`ll brrrrr-stick her, ha ha-ha stick her!

[Chorus]



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