Ma$e Check Cleared текст песни, слова песни Check Cleared Ma$e
Ma$e - Check Cleared
[Intro: {Whoo Kid}]
Youkno'msayin', surge?
You playin' shitter! (you pro'ly right!)
Y'all niggas playin' that, man! {G-UNIT RADIO!}
Get serious, man!
This is the final approach, B! (yeah!) {"CRUCIFIED"...!}
The nigga said... {"4 THE HOOD"!}
THA NIGGA CAUGHT ME?! NIGGA, GET YOUR HANDS OFF ME, NIGGA! [gun cocks]
NIGGA!
Tired of playin' with y'all niggas...
What?! [gunshot]
Uh! [gunshot] {Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo}
I sue you, nigga!
Ahahahah!
Yup! {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
[Verse: {DJ Whoo Kid}]
I got my own money, nigga, {got no use for Puffy}
I had to Samurai the roof - cause my Coupe was stuffy,
Call Q! - Like you know what to do, nigga put Brandy
On the phone! - You know the broad used to love me. {G-UNIT RADIO!}
Talk slick till the corners tuck me,
Or the ATF hit the church and the nigga come cuff me;
"What's Beef"? - You don't see me? - Run up on couger;
"What's Beef"? - Shots in the window, can't get to ya Ruger! {50CENT!} [gunshot]
"What's Beef"? - A nigga see you 10 cars down
Run that car down - and do somethin' to ya; [gunshot]
And if ya man joy ridin', he better injoy hidin', {WHOOOOOAAAAAA!}
Or he gon' wish he never knew ya! [gunshot] {WHOOOOOO!}
I take a dime from the sewer to a wine conniseur.
Why she like Ma$e? - Nigga, my shine's kinda bluer! {WHOOOOO!}
You wonder: "Why she wanna creep with the fella? "
You know by Ice: "More the money, the deeper the yellow! " {GET BACK!}
And I'm the first one to get bling,
And niggaz came in this game, and got a chick game.
And I ain't gotta explain, broads run for the G-4
Cause they can't afford to miss pain! {COME ON!}
And the boy been in this lane, 'fore my nigga 'Kiss came
Never touch biscane, just had a silly risk game. {OOOHHH!}
And now the world is talkin', right?
My last chain is really Mors tonight.
But she so stuck on Ma$e, she still slidin' off tonight,
And for that - she gon' be horsed tonight;
She said: - "Ma$e, I'm more like the swallowin' type."
You're pro'ly right. - But I'm more like them supermodelin' type! {DAMN!}
And I still got the babyface without the beard yet
Son a millionaire, an' he ain't even reached the year yet. {OOOHHH!}
No plane baby seat - hangin' on the Lear yet;
Call UPS, and ask 'em if the check cleared yet. {WHOOOOO-OOOOOOOOHHH!} [shot] [beat stops]
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