| Mama ain’t got no cash, daddy ain’t got no doe
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| So daddy went to my mama and started pimpin that ho
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| Man it’s hard times, niggas ain’t got shit
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| Nothin but billy clubs to they head and they ass kicked
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| Heroin in they vein, cocaine up in they brain
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| Man what you expect, America gave us pain
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| So fuck it, now we thugs, we peddle your mean drugs
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| And takin mean mugs, and fill 'em with those slugs
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| I gave up fake gods, and Jesus don’t look like us
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| Why y’all think we gon' kill and just don’t give a hot fuck
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| Devil, that’s how you made us, hiatus up in the pen
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| Man we came out blind, that’s why we going back in
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| But God, I’mma teach 'em, reach 'em up in these streets
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| Bush, I’m runnin' up in this shit like a track meet
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| You murdered, up in Texas where killin' is such a sin
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| The first month you in office you started killin' again
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| But shit, we just some niggas and that’s how the game go
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| Y’all took us up out of slavery, straight out to Death Row
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| Y’all may of, made us slaves but never make us your ho
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| God, you my pimp so let’s start exposin' these hoes
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| Y’all judges some weak pussies, y’all preaches some rapin' fags
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| These people that made us slaves, these niggas wavin' they flags
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| America ain’t shit but home of the hot lick
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| They hang us up by a rope, then laugh and cut off our dick
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| Have y’all niggas ever thought about
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| All the things we been talkin' bout
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| Down in Mississippi
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| Down in Mississippi
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| Have y’all niggas ever thought about
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| All the things we been talkin' bout
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| Down in Mississippi
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| Down in Mississippi
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| Have y’all niggas ever thought about
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| All the things we been talkin' bout
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| Down in Mississippi
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| Down in Mississippi |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bush , by - David Banner. Song from the album Mississippi: The Album, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп