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  • Текст песни Gunplay - White Bitch

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    Take what you want, tie they a** up
    Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
    Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
    Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)
    Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)
    Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)
    Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)

    Burden on my head, dawg I need to get some bread
    Chopper and a mask, gotta heater bustin heads
    (Now its music in their ears, I got a perfect licking mind
    Bout to slide by their crib, point it out and put you down)

    Take what you want, tie they a** up
    Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
    Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
    Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)
    Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)
    Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)
    Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)

    See that crib right there, yeah right there
    Two workers, one pitbull, cocaine and a hundred thousand in there
    We too breezy in this s***, too easy
    It's Christmas time, we all know the season
    All I want is cash and coke
    Got the tape, rope and brand new O
    If they looking like they wanna buck
    Hit em up cause no getting blood on the dope and rug
    And we Gucci, and we came up
    If they ask, I don't ever bring my name up
    Bout to cop a crib, bout to scoop a biz
    Bout to get myself together then go lace my boots again

    Take what you want, tie they a** up
    Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
    Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
    Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)
    Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)
    Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)
    Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)

    Mask on, fully loaded, when I pull on street
    Rifle, butcher knife, zip ties for hands and feet
    As I'm walking toward the door I hear a small commotion
    Tried to open, it was locked so I kicked it open
    Peeped the scene, daughter screamed
    Someone screamed, I slap him
    Look his daddy in his eyes and say I'm here to jack ya
    Ask who else was in the house, he say its just his wife
    Tied him up, layed him down, hit them with the knife
    Ask em once he tried to play me, I don't play no games
    Kicked his face, broke his nose, took that to his brain
    P**** n**** you done got yo blood all on my kicks
    Tell me now before I spill your blood all on your b****
    He said Chris I knew that's you, I know your whole damn family
    Can't we make some deal my dawg, lets get some understanding
    I don't give no f*** about no n**** tryna beg
    Give no f***, yo kids in here, I'm still gon' blow your head

    Take what you want, tie they a** up
    Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
    Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
    Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)
    Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)
    Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)
    Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)

    Blood on the dope, blood on the floor, blood on your ho
    My young n**** a blood, I show em love
    Blood on the plug, cause I hit em up
    He was flinchin' and s***, told him to get up
    Blood on the kush, got a wife and dad
    That made the price go up when they hit the town
    Blood on the dough, I'm going to war for it
    And I got junkies at the door, and I got chickens in the kitchens
    I got n****s in the trenches
    And you got pussies, so all yo n****s b****es, damn homie
    Call it walking on tomatoes, them red bottoms
    Call it thug vacation, when the feds got em
    Call it what you want it, just can't call me broke boy
    And I'm dirty, go out my way to f*** yo ho boy
    Its muddy mixed with purple, say it slow boy
    And there's blood on everybody when there's war boy

    Take what you want, tie they a** up
    Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
    Just don't, get, no, blood on the dope
    Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)
    Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)
    Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)
    Bring it back all white (don't get no blood on the dope)

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