SNS — текст песни (Trick Daddy f Deuce Poppi, Tre6)

All aboard!!!

We ride, we ride
We ride, we ride
We ride, we ride

[Hook]
S-N, S-S-N-S
S-N, S-S-N-S
S-N, S-S-N-S
S-N, S-S-N-S
We sendin` this to all you (All you)
So you can do (Do it, do it) what you want to (Bop, bop, bop)
This is the funk (That funk) it`s something new (Uh-huh)
We sendin` out this message to

[Money Mark]
All the pretty little young and sexy women
And they great-great grandma`s love they way we are
Make them shake they body, bodies
It`s the number one clique who love to party
We from the bottom, M-I-A
Came to have a ball and y`all, it`s okay
Money Mark and the S-N-S, we don`t play
No day, no way, WHAT YOU SAY?

[J.V.]
I got my eye on a victory that`ll take my crew down in history (Huh!)

[C.O.]
S-N-S so fresh so clean, and can`t none of y`all fuck wit my team
Anything less than that, it`s just a dream
We gotta be sittin` on top ya`know wha`I mean
Y`all done slipped so we slidin` in
We sellin` records like Goofy trapped again
Bet yo ass this shit won`t stop
You know C.O. got shit on lock (Huh)
Big boy takin` over the block
Got kids on the curb goin` (Bop, bop...)

[Deuce Poppi]
Now hold up, wait a minute
Let me get a lil` gangsta wit it
Can you pig and pop the Belve
And swig your jaw rap out we live it
Poppi gon` get it, seven digits
Seats in the six coupe made of lizards
And we won`t stop like puffin` it
Whether it`s crack or rap hustlin`
Cuz we drop the hits that`ll funk the hardest
Radio gon` play this regardless
S-N-S, bust like an SKS
Betta ask somebody who the best (Yes)

[Hook]

[Trick Daddy]
Call me - Rosco, Peeko Tran
And I come through in that seven tre thang (Uh-huh)
Play wit us, spray the damn thang
See down here that`s an e`eryday thang
It`s guns and greens on dub dukes
Cop deuces half price from the boosters
See thugs wasn`t big enough
You wanted beef wit the thugs, but the club wasn`t big enough
All the G`s to the V.I.P.
Hoes follow along right after me
It`s - SNS in this bitch
Matter fact, I be the best in this shit
Put me on your next remix
Now count the spins that you get (Uh-huh)
See shit get crazy dogg
I`m takin` this shit way back to the eighties y`all
We`re packed in jumbo jets
Line it up, the boy bought to bring it back
For

[Hook x2]