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      Poppin Tags (Remix)

      Poppin Tags (Remix)

      Kanye West

      Album: I'm Good

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      Kanye West - Poppin Tags (Remix) Música y Letra

      [Chorus: Twista]
      And we gone stay hustling on the block until we caught
      And we gone stay showing off that jewelry that we bought
      And we gone stay heated in case it's in and out of court
      'Cause we some gangstas, I don't know what the fuck you thought
      [Verse One: Ludacris]
      Sometimes I think that I gotta see a little bit of brighter days
      'Cause I confine myself to a city near you in a solid cage
      And you could look to the left and the right, but I'm trapped on
      center stage
      And I could rap to the beat, but I don't know how to change my wage
      I still hear a pull and I track 'em, and strack 'em, and whack 'em
      Jack a nigga for the day to days and I yak 'em, attack 'em, and
      sack 'em
      Get a weapon and I crack his brain 'cause I'm hustler, baller, pro
      And it wouldn't be right for me to be around busters, and crawlers,
      and hoes
      But I'm a pimp at night so talk shit and I'm gonna lift 'em up off
      of their toes
      With a street sweeper regulating quarters, and ki's, and o's
      In the two seater, Ludacris and Twista with bags of 'dro
      Smoking and choking, get 'em up and croaking
      It's so potent, I'm hoping to keep on floating
      Soaking wet and you can bet, people I'm high
      I'm seeing lions, and tigers and bears - oh my!
      And I can't hide it and keep it hidden, good riddance of feeling
      I'm weapon-concealing, stealing my neighborhood
      Would, could, and should break a nigga off
      They'll see you later, go to the doctor, hold my balls and
      Because the vapors and I caught the drawn, brain blown, honey
      I'm home
      Give me the microphone, and fools is like, "leave me alone!"
      [Verse Two: Twista]
      Throw it up if you get high, get blowed, get drunk
      If you on what I'm on come on and kick it, let's ride, smoke
      'dro, beat the trunk
      All the bad ass bitches that want to party, just shake it,
      great players get pumped
      Me and my thugs and hustlers in the party, get money,
      fuck hoes, get crunk
      (Look out) Put a little bit of hash and some motherfucking
      purple haze
      I feel it all over my body, adrenaline with the Bacardi
      got me up and then ripping shit in a rage
      In the netti confetti with a belly, gucci
      Timberland stepping on the pedal up in the 'lac truck
      Want to get me for the wood
      Better get the whole motherfucking 'hood to come and give
      you some back up
      We can get into it and if you want to do it
      I'm leaking the fluids out of the bodies that want to
      come at this
      If they ever got some blood for fucking with thugs that
      I bury
      My adversaries better not want none of Twis'
      Represent for the city, anybody that different with me
      got into thinking its a game
      And whether you in my city and I talk shit
      I'm going to kill him, especially if he say my name
      I've been known to handle my business
      Or I'm gonna stick him up for the scrilla, from K-Tilla,
      smoking on a fat pilla
      Murder haters that I'm full of
      Niggaz claiming they wanna bring a baretta they'll be
      Balling out so hard the size of my rims grows to a
      hellafied sight-scene
      When the dough become no bigger, I'm gonna still
      drop that 2003
      (Throw it up if you...)
      [Chorus] - 2X

      Kanye West - Poppin Tags (Remix) Música y Letra





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