| Kill or be killed
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| Savages
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| Kill or be killed
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| Savages
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| Kill or be killed
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| They know that we’re savages
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| Know that we’re cold
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| We come from the road
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| We never go broke
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| We’re digging for gold
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| We’re digging for gold
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| Not only did she wanna know
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| She wanted to roll
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| She’s getting down with the gang on the low
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| Down with the gang on the low, yo'
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| Don’t you know we dont play-ay-ay-ay?
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| Don’t you know we dont play-ay-ay-ay?
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| Don’t you know we dont play-ay-ay-ay?
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| Don’t you know we dont play-ay-ay-ay?
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| No fuckboys in my section
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| Nothing but cocoa in my complexion
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| Don’t you know I got diamonds in my rolex?
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| And we’re not gonna sleep nigga, that’s no rest
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| Im gonna need it faded and wavey
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| I got the bangers where the mash is, its gravy
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| Wanna drink from my table? |
| Then pay me
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| Th-th-that bitch is shady
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| Th-th-that bitch can persuade me
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| She says she knows who I am
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| Cause she’s seen my face on the gram
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| She did have a man but he’s gone
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| Somebody pass me the Dom Pérignon
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| Can you pass me the Dom Pérignon, please?
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| I made money from drugs
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| Made money from drugs
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| I was mixing the dust with the buds
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| Mixing the dust with the buds
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| The money was good
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| All the money was good
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| Money was the only good thing in the hood
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| Only good thing in the hood
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| (Pow! Pow! Pow!)
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| They know that we’re savages
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| Know that we’re cold
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| We come from the road
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| We never go broke
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| We’re digging for gold
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| We’re digging for gold
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| Not only did she wanna know
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| She wanted to roll
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| She’s getting down with the gang on the low
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| Down with the gang on the low, yo'
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| Don’t you know we dont play-ay-ay-ay?
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| Don’t you know we dont play-ay-ay-ay?
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| Don’t you know we dont play-ay-ay-ay?
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| Don’t you know we dont play-ay-ay-ay?
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| I’m fadin', she noticed
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| I needed a song for the roadies
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| I’m famous, he’s lonely
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| Don’t let him pretend that he knows me
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| Why they so nosy?
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| They wish they could phone me
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| I bang it in, I’m a striker she a goalie
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| She eat it up like jam Roly-Poly
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| If you wanna take it off you better hit the switch
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| I’m grabbin' her throat, she’s grabbin' my dick
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| And now this bitch’s tryna bite my lip
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| Don’t she know I’m a badboy, I don’t like to kiss
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| Shots of the black then we hit the strip
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| Man don’t play man are built for this
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| All my niggas working money mitch
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| And I’m like the dark-skin version of Richie Rich
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| They know that we’re savages
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| Know that we’re cold
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| We come from the road
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| We never go broke
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| We’re digging for gold
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| We’re digging for gold
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| Not only does she wanna know
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| She wanted to roll
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| She’s getting down with the gang on the low
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| Down with the gang on the low
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| Don’t you know we dont play-ay-ay-ay?
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| Don’t you know we dont play-ay-ay-ay?
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| Don’t you know we dont play-ay-ay-ay?
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| Don’t you know we dont play-ay-ay-ay? |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song We Don't Play , by - Bugzy Malone. Song from the album King Of The North, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп