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  • Текст песни Ali - Ore-Ore-O

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    Тут находится текст песни Ali - Ore-Ore-O, а также перевод, видео и клип.

    C'mon, oooooooooooooooooooh, no, yo
    (Just the north, south, east, west coast and us)
    Hey, uh, it's Lee I'm amazin', original Asian
    Lime blazin' hatin'll get you nowhere, but get me
    Hotter than Cajun, spontaneous combustion
    My temperature's raisin', nigga for days and days
    Minutes I was just I been waitin'
    From a shine, to reduce your regrimes
    Dimes to raisins, you talkin'
    Me? Naw naw player I'm sparklin'
    Straight up parkin', hoppin' out with a Eagle barkin'
    (Pop pop) Money, my car chop chop
    Hot spot for the jewels, man I'm keepin' the Glock
    You might get popped, I'm good ain't no duckin' the dot
    2000 number J truck mansion and yacht (Ooooh!)
    I say like uh uh (Ooooh!) I say like uh uh
    Should let you know, I'ma bring it really raw
    It be like pat-be-be-be-be-be pat-be-be-be-be-be really raw
    Come again now

    [Chorus]
    Hey! Hey! Ore-ore-ore-ore-o
    If you real, let me hear you say
    Hey! Hey! Ore-ore-ore-ore-o
    If you all about your paper then you say
    Hey! Hey! Ore-ore-ore-ore-o
    If you real, let me hear you say
    Hey! Hey! Ore-ore-ore-ore-o
    (Just the north, south, east, west coast and us)

    I need a trillion dollars for every breath I take
    For heaven's sake, just to keep righteous food on my plate
    And I'm gon' get it, whether it be rap-rockin' if not
    It's back to crack-poppin' out the back of the barbershop
    No holds barred, back streets to boulevards
    Gain way, throwin' house parties in the PJ's
    Cars square village, love joy lane
    Buddha 88 man it's still the same
    I can't complain, I know niggas that lost they brain
    Got they chest removed, straight vestibules
    Don't test a fool, who ain't got shit to lose
    That ain't cool, now he gotta rep off of you
    That's why I stay to myself, stay alive and teach
    Puff that oohwee and keep the snub-nose in reach
    I ain't a thug, so nigga I ain't gon' start that now
    I'm Mr. Nigga that kept work and carried the four pound

    [Chorus]

    You want to feel made? Roll with me for a day
    Excursion weight, absolutely splurgin' way
    Okay first, my team a hundred deep at least
    Respected highly on the street
    Cause we don't start no beef, in the club
    Murphy suede, human grenade
    And some handmade, hide the haze
    Behind the Cartier Rolls tinted
    E'er word I speak I'm in it
    Hip hop; we in it, from now until infinite
    We like ten foster kids bringin' daddy business
    We turn the heat up to Tae-Bo in the club we post the Guinness
    We had the guard spook one of my gods then broke loose
    Had to buck a clown, too much Crown with no juice
    Icy noose, bluey suit outside cute
    Inside room ugly as a pea-green suit with ruffles
    We fold up chairs in a tussle
    Outside we gon' put somethin' harder than muscles

    [Chorus]

    Hey! Hey! Ore-ore-ore-ore-o
    Hey! Hey! Ore-ore-ore-ore-o
    Hey! Hey! Ore-ore-ore-ore-o
    Hey! Hey! Ore-ore-ore-ore-o
    (Just the north, south, east, west coast and us)

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