Three 6 Mafia
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Gettin Fucked Up (ost jackass)
- Продолжительность:
- 03:30
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- mp3
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- 4,71 МБ
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- 192 kbit/sec
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Текст песни "Three 6 Mafia — Gettin Fucked Up (ost jackass)"
Yeah it's going down, we ain't playin' with ya. Three 6 Mafia
Yeah, we gettin' fucked up
we gettin' fucked up, we gettin' fucked up, we gettin' fucked up we, gettin' fucked up, we gettin' fucked up, we gettin' fucked up, we gettin' fucked up, we gettin' fucked up
[Josey Scott:]
Sometimes I feel I'm flyin'
Sometimes I feel like I'm dyin'
Maybe the world is against me
Maybe the world thinks I'm crazy
Sometimes I feel like I'm_
Sometimes I feel like I'm losing
Maybe the world is against me
Maybe the world is a lie
[Chorus:]
(Maybe the world is a lie)
we gettin' fucked up, we gettin' fucked up, we gettin' fucked up, we gettin' fucked up, (Maybe the world is a lie)
we gettin' fucked up, we gettin' fucked up, we gettin' fucked up, we gettin' fucked up, (Maybe the world is a lie)
we gettin' fucked up, we gettin' fucked up, we gettin' fucked up, we gettin' fucked up, (Maybe the world is a lie)
we gettin' fucked up, we gettin' fucked up, we gettin' fucked up, we gettin' fucked up,
[DJ Paul:]
I'm wild as hell
Straight up out the hood I bail
I'm a crazy mother fucker but I do it well
Sometimes I even believe I'm still alive
Stayin' fly I can't drive fifty five
Like _ I got a cigar rolled tight
I'm a stunt man sippin on syrup and sprite
I got that act right medicine from my doc (yes sir)
Loritab ten milligrams that I pop (yes sir)
[Juicy J:]
Walk up in the club like a thug get your ass kicked
Step off in the parking lot and leave in a casket
Acting like a scary coward giggling and laughing
Let me hit the purple kush
Hurry up and pass it
Yeah they call me Juicy J a Three 6 Mafia bandit
Got to ride on twenty fours and something with a candy
Ounce of green and a fifth of liquor brandy
A AK-47 on my lap I keep it handy
[Chours]
[Project Pat:]
I'm the wildest one
Wildest one
Mask on my face in my laps a gun
In ya back seat bring heat to ya avenue
Dump on ya first that's what Project Pat will do
Ridin' in a hearse cause ya came with an attitude
_ disperse from the gauge that'll rattle you
Smoke so much trying to come with a cross move
To this lunatic house _ but I toss you
Sometimes I feel I'm flyin'
Sometimes I feel like I'm dyin'
Maybe the world is against me
Maybe the world thinks I'm crazy
Sometimes I feel like I'm_
Sometimes I feel like I'm losing
Maybe the world is against me
Maybe the world is a lie
Maybe the world is a lie [x5]
we gettin' fucked up [x16]
