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Òåêñò è ñëîâà ïåñíè Playboy (Song Lyrics)

Èñïîëíèòåëü: Lloyd Banks
Íàçâàíèå ïåñíè: Playboy
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Åñëè Âàøåé ëþáèìîé ïåñíè èëè àëüáîìà Lloyd Banks íåò â ñïèñêå ïåñåí, òî Âû ìîæåòå äîáàâèòü èõ â íàøó êîëëåêöèþ ñ ïîìîùüþ ýòîé ôîðìû. Äîáàâèòü âèäåî-êëèïû ê ïåñíÿì Âû ìîæåòå íà ñîîòâåòñòâóþùèõ ñòðàíèöàõ. Òàê æå Âû ìîæåòå äîáàâèòü áèîãðàôèþ è äèñêîãðàôèþ ñ ïîìîùüþ ýòîé ññûëêè.
Åñëè Âû õîòèòå äîáàâèòü íîâîãî èñïîëíèòåëÿ è åãî ïåñíè, âîñïîëüçóéòåñü ýòîé ôîðìîé.
(feat. DJ Whoo Kid)

[DJ Whoo Kid:] Aw man , can I get a raw please
Is y'all ready, is y'all ready
For the main event, Damn
Lloyd Banks

[Verse 1]

Guess who's the man that's real straight out the land of sinners
The Range with hella spinners check out the white wrist
Roll with the damn winners or you and your man's finished
You and your Rams fitted turn off the light switch
Holdin' my torch down even when the force ‘round
You let your wife roll she want a divorce now
You niggas ain't this gully playas'll paint ya skully
You'll never take this from me
The riders and the gangstas with me
([Whoo Kid:] God Damn)
You shouldn't be a problem I ain't be a problem
See ya later, I read ya head you be a Rodman (What)
I know ya type, hoppin all over the beat screamin'
You call it hypin' yaself up I call it street dreamin'
I do it for all of the haters the playas ball with the gators
They lookin' forward to favors gossip is all they gave us
You niggas wasn't quiet, meet the whales and fishes (Whoo)
You lit the precinct up playin' tattle tale with the snitches
Even my momma knows I got all kind of hoes
They wait outside the show stripped after the diner closed
I'll be designer clothes without the winer woes
Take off my baby blue mink and Carolina bowls
Come here, take a look inside a entertainer's closet
I never trust a bitch, I blame Lorainna Bobbit
Niggas stay and pocket
I know you're made at me but shit ain't all peaches and cream
And I ain't Sara Lee bitch (C'mon)

[Chorus]
Don't ice me
You starin' at the wrong one
There's a lot of girls here
Go and get up on one (What)
We at the bar poppin' bottles ‘til they all gone
If you ain't leavin' here wit us
You gon' walk home (Whoo)
Go somewhere else where
They know how we ride
If you a playboy, you got one on each side
Keep your mouth closed, we don't let the beef ride

(What)
Ride
(What)
Ride
(What)
Ride
(God Damn Let's Go)

[Verse 2]

I do this for the hood, niggas stuck in the slammer
I smile cuz I'm good, you act tough for the camera (Whoo)
Learn from the hood kids, they ain't fuckin' wit Santa
Cuz they like Tupac more, (Word) Word to my grandma
I figure I might as well leave here with my glock drawn
Cuz they'll take you to jail even when you not wrong
Dog your not this flashy, dogs you got to blast me
Every rock is classy, nobody on your block can match me (Whoo)
You shouldn't want to fight, unless you wanna fight
Free you life in a high school a hundred nights
I know your type, run behind your girlfriend rushin'
You call it quality time, I call it handcuffin'
I'm on the beach in Miami, cellular reachin' my family
All the weekend in panties from Puerto Rican canny
You niggas wasn't tough, I should've snapped some pics
You wear ya pants tight, play pitty pat wit the chicks (Damn)
Even my father knows where the revolver goes
I bring the beef to ya front door like Dominoes
And my diamonds froze that means my time froze
Be in the club from when it's poppin' ‘til the time it close (What)
Half of these so-called real niggas'll probably sing
Naw I ain't pullin' over, learned that from Rodney King
So tell ya homey chill you know I hold the steel
Everything from jabs to hooks and you ain't Holyfield, nigga (Damn)

[Chorus]
Don't ice me
You starin' at the wrong one (Whoo)
There's a lot of girls here
Go and get up on one
We at the bar poppin' bottles ‘til they all gone
If you ain't leavin' here wit us
You gon' walk home
Go somewhere else where
They know how we ride
If you a playboy, you got one on each side
Keep your mouth closed, we don't let the beef ride

Everybody on the left get yo hands up (Get ya hands up)
Everybody on the right get yo hands up (Get ya hands up)
Everybody up front get yo hands up (Get ya hands up)
And everybody out back get yo hands up (What)
And if you in here wit a strap get yo hands up (What)
Now put ‘em up (Put ‘em up)
Now put ‘em up (Put ‘em up)
Now put ‘em up (Put ‘em up)
Now put ‘em up (Put ‘em up)
Now put ‘em up (Put ‘em up)
What, man fuck what he said
Man put ‘em up (Put ‘em up)
Now put ‘em up (Put ‘em up)
Now put ‘em up (Put ‘em up)
Now put ‘em up (Put ‘em up)
Now put ‘em up (Put ‘em up)
Now put ‘em up (Put ‘em up)
Ohhhhhhhh
([Lloyd Banks] what Whoo Kid)
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  • Âèäæåò äëÿ òåêñòà ïåñíè

    Êîä âèäæåòà
    Âû ìîæåòå äîáàâèòü ýòîò ñêðîëëåð â ïðîôèëü ÂÊîíòàêòå, Îäíîêëàññíèêàõ, â ÆÆ, Âàø áëîã èëè íà ëþáîé ñàéò, êóäà òîëüêî ïîæåëàåòå. Äëÿ ýòîãî, äîñòàòî÷íî ñêîïèðîâàòü è âñòàâèòü êîä, êîòîðûé Âû âèäåòå ïîä ñêðîëëåðîì. Òàê æå Âû ìîæåòå íàñòðîèòü öâåò øðèôòà, öâåò ôîíà è ãðàíèö, ñêîðîñòü ïðîêðóòêè òåêñòà è äîáàâèòü ê òåñòó âèäåî-êëèï ñ YouTube. Äëÿ òîãî, ÷òîáû íàñòðîèòü ýòè ïàðàìåòðû è ïîëó÷èòü êîä, íàæìèòå çäåñü.
    Âèäåî-êëèï

    Êîä âèäåî äëÿ ñàéòîâ è áëîãîâ
    Âûøå Âû ìîæåòå ïðîñìîòðåòü âèäåî-êëèï, êîòîðûé äîáàâèëè íàøè ïîëüçîâàòåëè. Âû ìîæåòå ïðîñìîòðåòü åãî ïðÿìî ó íàñ íà ñàéòå, ëèáî ñêà÷àòü åãî ê ñåáå íà êîìïüþòåð è ïåðåâåñòè åãî â îáû÷íûé ôîðìàò .avi(DivX) ñ ïîìîùüþ ïðîãðàììû YouTube Downloader. Ñêà÷àòü å¸ ìîæíî çäåñü. Èñïîëüçóéòå å¸, ÷òîáû ñêîíâåðòèðîâàòü âèäåîðîëèê â îáû÷íûé âèäåî-ôàéë, êîòîðûì Âû ñìîæåòå íàñëàäèòüñÿ ñ äðóçüÿìè â ëþáîé ìîìåíò, äàæå åñëè Âû áóäåòå ãäå-íèáóäü íà ïèêíèêå â âûõîäíûå. Ïðîãðàììà òàê æå êîíâåðòèðóåò Youtube video â ôîðìàòû, êîòîðûå èñïîëüçóþò iPod, iPhone, PSP, Apple Tv, Pocket PC è ìíîãèå äðóãèå ìîáèëüíûå äåâàéñû. Ïðîãðàììà àâòîìàòè÷åñêè îïðåäåëÿåò íàëè÷èå ðîëèêà íà ñòðàíèöå è ìîæåò ñêà÷àòü è ñêîíâåðòèðîâàòü ñðàçó íåñêîëüêî ôàéëîâ.
    Åñëè Âû íàøëè êàêóþ-ëèáî îøèáêó èëè ýòîò êëèï íå ñîîòâåòñâóåò ïåñíå, âíåñèòå êîððåêòèðîâêè ñ ïîìîùüþ ýòîé ôîðìû.
    ×òîáû óñòàíîâèòü ýòî âèäåî íà âàø ñàéò èëè ïðîôèëü, êëèêíèòå íà êîä âûøå. Îí ñêîïèðóåòñÿ â áóôåð è Âàì íåîáõîäèìî áóäåò ëèøü âñòàâèòü åãî â íåîáõîäèìîå ìåñòî íà Âàø ñàéò, áëîã èëè ïðîôèëü. Åñëè ó Âàñ âîçíèêëè êàêàèå-ëèáî âîïðîñû, ñìåëî çàäàâàéòå èõ è ìû ñ óäîâîëüñòâèåì îòâåòèì Âàì.
    Ïîäåëèñü òåêñòîì ñ äðóçüÿìè
    Ñ ïîìîùüþ ýòèõ êîäîâ Âû ìîæåòå ïîäåëèòüñÿ òåêñòîì ïåñíè ñ äðóçüÿìè, ðàçìåñòèòü ññûëêó íà òåêñò â òåìàõ íà ôîðóìàõ, â Âàøåì ïðîôèëå ÂÊîíòàêòå, íà Îäíîêëàññíèêàõ, â ÆÆ, íà Âàøåì áëîãå èëè ñàéòå. Äîñòàòî÷íî êëèêíóòü íà ïîëå ñ íåîáõîäèìûì êîäîì è îí ñêîïèðóåòñÿ â áóôåð. Äàëåå êîä íóæíî âñòàâèòü òóäà, êóäà Âû õîòèòå åãî äîáàâèòü.
    Òàê æå Âû ìîæåòå ðàçìåñòèòü íàøó êíîïêó.
    Ìû áóäåì Âàì î÷åíü ïðèçíàòåëüíû.
    Êîä äëÿ ñàéòîâ è áëîãîâ:
    Êîä äëÿ ôîðóìîâ:
    Ïðÿìàÿ ññûëêà:
    Êîä êíîïêè:


    Ïåñíÿ Lloyd Banks Playboy ïðåäñòàâëåíà âàì Lyrics-Keeper. Flash-ôè÷ó ìîæíî èñïîëüçîâàòü â êà÷åñòâå êàðàîêå ê ïåñíå Playboy, åñëè åñòü âîçìîæíîñòü ñêà÷àòü ìèíóñîâêó. Äëÿ íåêîòîðûõ êîìïîçèöèé äîñòóïåí ïðàâèëüíûé ïåðåâîä ïåñíè. Âû òàê æå ìîæåòå ñêà÷àòü ïåðåâîä òåêñòà ïåñíè Lloyd Banks Playboy çäåñü. Ìû ñòàðàåìñÿ ñäåëàòü òàê, ÷òîáû ñëîâà ïåñíè Playboy áûëè íàèáîëåå òî÷íûìè, ïîýòîìó åñëè ó âàñ åñòü êàêèå-òî êîððåêòèðîâêè òåêñòà, ïîæàëóéñòà îòïðàâëÿéòå èõ íàì. Åñëè âû õîòèòå ñêà÷àòü áåñïëàòíî ýòó ïåñíþ â ôîðìàòå mp3, ïîñåòèòå îäíîãî èç íàøèõ ìóçûêàëüíûõ ñïîíñîðîâ.

    Ðåêîìåíäóåì ê ïîñåùåíèþ òåêñòû è ñëîâà ïåñåí Lloyd Banks íà ñàéòå LyricsReal. Ïîëíûå òåêñòû ïåñåí Lloyd Banks ñ àêêîðäàìè íà Ìèðå ïåñåí è äðóãèå òåêñòû Lloyd Banks ñ òàáàìè íà LyricsGoody.