Представляем точный текст композиции "We Thuggin" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Fat Joe . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «We Thuggin» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Fat Joe передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Fat Joe - "We Thuggin"
Lyrics to We Thuggin : (feat. R. Kelly) [Fat Joe (R. Kelly)] (Ooohhh, mmm) Yea, uh, uh (Fat Joe and the R) That shit yall (Breakin shit down) Shake that, funky, funky, funky (Yeah) Sticky, icky, icky - yeah uh I got that shit yall I got that shit yall Uh yo yo [Fat Joe] Crackman and Im at it again Niggas had they run, now its time for change When we step in the club, nigga tuck ya chain Got the mink on - same color the Range Uh, pour liqour for my nigga thats gone Big Pun! Then we party like we just came home Fuck a bitch if she act to grown I dont need that shit, I got my wife at home Uh words slurrin, dirty urine Drunk off of Henny and the jo keep burnin Dancin with shorty and her friend keep flirtin I dont always crush two but tonight seems certain Party hard like "Fuck all yall!" Bottles in the air like we stuck up the bar Terror Squad man you know who we are Cruise through ya block and them drop-top Bentley Azures [Chorus - R. Kelly] Yeah, we thuggin, rollin on dubs and, Off up in the club, whylin like what Got Cris on pop, Henny wit no chaser, mami dont stop Throwin up six oclock, plus I got four hun-nies in the drop And my man Joes got the keys to the spot And its full with hunnies, panties with no tops We take a puff of dro and be aight [Fat Joe] Yea uh, yea yea yo Everybody wanna know where the cribs at Niggas just now gettin ice, so we get that Mami starin at me like she wanna get kidnapped Money lookin happy with his wife but we triz that Along with Lisa, Aisha, Shonda, Renee Even ran through the dorms down in Morgan State In Miami, pool-party off the chain Gettin brains in the water on Memorial Day Uh, grand-mami all cool and shit Its ya birthday, show me what Im foolin with Like no doubt, pokin doll out, pull ya g-string down south Owww! Pass that, give shorty a shot Soon enough we gon see if she naughty or not Im on E feelin ready and hot, I give em twenty a pop You wanna roll, leave the panties atop [Chorus - R. Kelly] [RK] Fat Joe, R. Kelly we proper [FJ] Yeah, Terror Squad, Rockland what the fuck what [RK] Fat Joe, R. Kelly we proper [FJ] Uh, uh, Rockland, Terror Squad what the fuck what [Both] Some of these kids is doin they own thing But none of these kids stack chips like us Some of these cats is doin they own thing But none of these cats run tricks like us [Chorus - R. Kelly] [Fat Joe] Haha, yeah uh You know what this is Chi-town - BX What the fuck what' Out... [ We Thuggin Lyrics ]
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