Lil Wayne - Gossip (live) | Текст песни

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• Lil Wayne
• Gossip (live)

[Talking:]
Hey, haven't I been good to you? (Think it over)
Tell me, haven't I been sweet to you?

[Wayne:]
Drag my name through the mud
I come out clean
Cast away stones
I won't even blink
A gun is not a math problem,
I won't even think
Just leave you dead like the meat under my sink
Don't believe in me
Don't believe me

I graduated from hungry,
and made it to greedy
My flow is like pasta
Take it and eat it
But I'm gone need g's if I'm bakin' the zeedy
You niggas want beef?
I want a steak and uh, we be
Lost in Amsterdam or Jamaica where we be
Hard body nigga, takin it easy
All about my paper, bout my paper like Eazy
Why do rappers, lot of rappers, lot of fans, lot of rappers, lot of rappers
Lie like actin, cut the motha fucka down
Cut the jack... fuck your props
I am hip hop.

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