Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Don't Stand So Close, artist - DJ Paul. Album song Enquiring Minds, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 27.03.2002
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Hypnotize Minds
Song language: English
Don't Stand So Close |
Runnin' to the beats, done pushed you off cause we like greedy |
When I’m shootin' pool, I blast… cuz I’m feisty |
Lord and here comes the two to the three and four |
Five six after seven |
Fucked up, snorted out, drunk, and them I’m blown |
But when we tear the club up |
You best believe you won’t come out that hole |
Cool, when you hit the ones is gone, on the blow |
But mind you, you best die then fuck with my cocked 3 time |
Nigga, nigga, it’s the Tear Da Club Up Thugs with the Gangsta Boo |
]From Three 6 Mafia, Mafia now what’cha you wanna do |
Gangsta party where the fuck |
Lucky Luchi set 'em up |
Put your goods in the bag |
A heavy boys get 'em up |
Fools all up in my face |
On some prepared to take my place |
Or be in my shoes |
Or find out it ain’t that safe |
Up in the club we clean house like a renovator |
Bust 2 times in his mouth |
My Glock can’t see you later |
It’s that nigga from the north |
Smokin' on a short Newport |
If you wanna get high with me |
Roll a blunt and light the torch (nigga) |
Strap it on my waste |
3−5-7 nigga play |
For you robbers who wanna rob |
And you haters out to hate |
Wave your guns up in the air |
And cock 'em back if it’s a must |
If you don’t give a fuck |
Pull the trigger and let it bust (fool) |
It’s the Tear Da Club Up Thugs |
Buckin', blastin' in your club |
Never ever showin' love |
Just pullin' guns and poppin' slugs |
It’s a two game table |
Ok ya heard it from Fatal |
But I’m not robbin' your cradle |
I’m gettin' closer to be your neighbor |
Unfadeable to any motherfucker who cross my path |
A wrath full of blood bath |
Take it with questions last |
I leave you wet |
Nigga, in a split second |
Waitin' for the next to run up with my bullet to? |
Be on my chest the Smith and Wesson got you niggas just guessin' |
Will she leave a bloody mess with the family upsettin' (ugh) |
The fuckin' message that I’m stressin' is I don’t fuck around |
Cause on my side of town niggas beat the fuck outta clowns |
Don’t say no more |
Open wide Roy, Leo’s a lion |
Got you cryin' cause excitement over shit that I’m writin' |
I’m quick to take a bitch, nigga |
Take the nigga bitch |
Act scared, you done heard about the lady from the six |
What you do know won’t hurt you in the long run |
What you do know that I keep 'em risin' like the sun, ask Crunchy Blac |
I’m a nigga know that’s with me |
How this lady got you bitches faded oh so easily |
What you tryin' to be |
A little naughty nigga that you not |
Tryin' to get popped with the Glock that I keep in stock |
I can’t be playin' with bitches |
They can’t be playin' with me |
Cause I don’t play with all the motherfuckers kids, you see |
I try too hard to be the pimpin' lady that I am |
Pam Porter reporting you playa hatas |
With a plan of gettin' ya |
(Chorus to fade) |