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Comin’ down, bumpin’, knockin’ pictures of tha wall I’ve got my body capris and heavy Chevi’s wit TV’s Triple gold D’s don’t have to be, some 20’s just to sho fa me Tha candy paint when it flips, it has to draw attention Not to mention, tha high performance, motor chromed up in it The major beat that gone here it from like 2 blocks away Quakers quakin’, I’m still makin tha beats around the place It don’t matter whether from tha chop shop, I’ll show you blow We keeps it pimpin’, representin’, let these haters know we Grippin’ the grain From the front, to the back Can’t you feel my woofers bang Comin’ down, bumpin’, knockin’ pictures of tha wall Grippin’ the grain From the front to the back. Coming down bumping, knocking pictures off the wall Verse 1 – Bone Crusher 87 while I’m gripping the grain Pimping is hard though, ain’t a damn thing changed Coming down so clean, shouts out to Texas man I’m so fresh, my nigga you didn’t know Crispy starch jeans, starched down to the floor Heavy set exterior, deep into the floor What’s y’all bitches talking about, you niggas ain’t hardcore This here the major don Got the speakers in the trunk, bump, bump, bump, bump Chorus 2X – Bone Crusher Last line in verse 1 run through 1st line in chorus Verse 2 – Bun B Yeah! You gotta check out. Grippin the Grain testo. You must enable javascript to view this page.

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Comin’ down, bumpin’, knockin’ pictures of tha wall Grippin’ the grain From the front, to the back Can’t you feel my woofers bang? Al Pine, Poncho keep stompin, if ya feel me baby, tell me somethin’ Shorty, I keep swurvin, observin tha ones they observin Fresh beats we keep servin’, now they grabbin they ears, on tha curvin I stay cooly, whooly, tell me somethin’ fresh, ya heard me?

Tutti i testi di Bone Crusher. Please click here if you are not redirected within a few seconds. Chorus 2X – Bone Crusher Verse 4 – Lil’ Flip Well I’m gripping the grain and grippin the grain the caine, keeping my pockets fat I got dubs on my Jag, screens on my Cadillac I pack a gat, nigga take grippin the grain cause it grippjn no time for wasting Got a tech on my lap, plus a nine by the Play Station I riding high, getting bent, smoking weed, passing by Even when I’m just chilling, I still dress fly I’m a pimp until I die, I’m putting it down for Break Em’ Off So if you ain’t riding 20’s, you got to take them off Cause you looking shitty boy, cause I run your city boy With Big Goon, Pastor, and my nigga Tity boy We came to get it crunk, grippim fire up the slunt And if that nigga talking shit, he will get jumped But I just came to chill, I ain’t trying to have a fight I’m trying to show you niggas how a pimp turn out a thee I do this every night, motherfucker how you feel From the land of the trill, the youngest one with a deal I’m Lil’ Flip Chorus 2X – Bone Crusher.

Grippin the Grain testo

Grippin’ the grain From the front to the back Can’t you feel my woofers bang? Nominate as Song of the Day. I got my body capris and grippin the grain Chevi’s wit TV’s Triple gold D’s, don’t have to be some 20s just to sho fa me Tha candy paint grippinn it flips it grippin the grain to draw attention Not to mention, tha high performance, motor chrome up in it The major beat that gone here it from like 2 blocks away Quakers quakin,’haps I’m tha beats around the place It don’t matter grzin ya from, tha chop shop, I’ll show you chrome We keeps it pimpin’, representin and let these hatas know we Verse 2 – Bun B Yeah!

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You gotta check out. Comin’ down, bumpin’, knockin’ pictures of tha wall I’ve got my body capris and heavy Chevi’s wit TV’s Triple gold D’s don’t have to be, some 20’s just to sho fa me Tha candy paint when it flips, it has to draw attention Not to mention, tha high performance, motor chromed up in it The major beat that gone here it from like 2 blocks away Quakers quakin’, I’m still makin tha beats grippin the grain the place It don’t matter whether from tha chop shop, I’ll show you blow We keeps it pimpin’, representin’, let these haters know we Grippin’ the grain From the front, to the back Can’t you feel my woofers bang Comin’ down, bumpin’, knockin’ pictures of tha wall Grippin’ the grain From the front to the back.

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In tha wind, every time I ride by Pull in wit tha gigiglo, pull up at tha liquor sto White and Beige goods, lexus, sweet potatoe pie Like I’m so high, 4 as I lean, wit that thang by my side and its toe 16 So fresh and so clean, grippin the grain boy comin’ by down From them bows to tha wheel, blowin’ dro feelin’ drilled To them hoes they tha??? What does this song mean to you? Verse 4 – Lil’ Flip Well I’m gripping the grain and flippng the caine, keeping my pockets fat I got dubs on my Jag, screens on my Cadillac I pack grippin the grain gat, nigga take it cause it ain’t no time for wasting Got a tech on my lap, plus a nine by the Play Station I riding high, getting bent, smoking weed, passing by Even when I’m just chilling, I still dress fly I’m a pimp until I die, I’m putting it down for Break Em’ Off So if you ain’t riding grippin the grain, you got to take them off Cause you looking shitty boy, cause I run your city boy With Big Goon, Pastor, and my nigga Tity boy We came to get it crunk, so fire up the slunt And if that nigga talking shit, he will get jumped But I just came to chill, I ain’t trying to have a fight I’m trying to show you niggas how a pimp turn out a dyke I do this every night, motherfucker how you feel From the land of the trill, the youngest one with a deal I’m Lil’ Flip.

Chestdra Brown, Avery L. Coming down bumping, knocking pictures off the wall. Retrieved from ” http: Grippin the Grain testo. Coming down bumping, knocking pictures off the wall Verse 1 – Bone Crusher 87 while I’m gripping the grain Pimping is hard though, ain’t a damn thing changed Coming down so clean, shouts out to Texas man I’m so fresh, my nigga you didn’t know Crispy starch jeans, starched down to the floor Heavy set exterior, deep into the floor What’s y’all bitches talking about, you niggas ain’t hardcore This here the major don Got the speakers in the trunk, bump, bump, bump, bump Chorus 2X – Bone Crusher Last line in verse 1 run through 1st line in chorus Verse 2 – Bun B Yeah!

Verse 1 – Bone Crusher 87 while I’m gripping the grain Pimping is hard though, ain’t a damn thing changed Coming down so clean, shouts out to Texas man I’m so fresh, my nigga you didn’t know Crispy starch jeans, starched down to the floor Heavy set exterior, deep into the floor What’s y’all bitches talking about, you niggas ain’t hardcore This here the major don Got the speakers in the trunk, bump, bump, bump, bump.

Verse 3 – La Chat I’m riding I – 85, big body Benz with spinning tires Bubbling eye signals on the mirror, when I turn the ride And the inside is just plushed out, wood grain and leather Clothes like feathers, navigational system ready to go where ever Ain’t that clever, TV’s in the backs of the head rests of the grippin the grain Plus that beat, you can hear the words of twist when I’m rolling down the streets So beep beep, let me have a lot of room while I’m switching my lanes Fast grippin the grain a train, styling and profiling while I’m grippng the grain, we.

Chorus 2X – Bone Crusher Verse 3 – Grippin the grain Chat I’m riding I – 85, big body Benz with spinning tires Bubbling eye signals on the mirror, when I turn the ride And the inside is just plushed out, wood grain and leather Clothes like feathers, navigational system ready to go where ever Ain’t that clever, TV’s in the backs of the head rests of the seats Plus that beat, you can hear the words of twist when I’m rolling down the streets So beep beep, let me have a lot of room while I’m switching my lanes Fast like a train, styling and profiling while I’m grippng the grain, we.

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Comin’ down, bumpin’, knockin’ pictures of tha wall 87, while I’m gripping the grain Pimpin’ grippin the grain hard though, ain’t a damn thing changed Coming down so clean, shouts out to Texas man I’m so fresh, my nigga you didn’t know Crispy starch jeans, starched down to the floor Heavy set exterior, deep beneath your floor What’s y’all niggaz talking about, y’all niggas ain’t hardcore This, here y’all, the Major Don Got the speakers in the trunk, bump, bump, bump, bump Grippin’ the grain From the front, grippin the grain the back Can’t you feel my woofers bang?

It’s Bun B, that brain king on top of ground In that Cadi slabbed out with rags out and it’s down Chromey belts, buckles and blades that chop up and pound See the Neon in my trunk when I’m popping surround You be sipping on that grani, you dip off in that foil Put that water in the pot, watch me whip it when it boil PA I’m staying loyal, I keep letting them hang Until they free that Pimp C, Steven Jackson get the rain We gonna be.

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Sign In Don’t have an account? Bone, grippin the grain, bone, bone, bone, bone, bone This line repeats 4X BB: Can’t you feel my woofers bang Comin’ down, bumpin’, knockin’ pictures of tha wall Niggaz pimpin’ through tha streets, smokin’ on some Girls in tha wind, every time I ride by Pull in wit tha gigiglo, pull up at tha liquor store Brown and beige goods, like some sweet potato pie Mind’s so high, trippin as I lean, wit that thang by my side, it’s toe 16 So fresh, so clean, baby, Marc, comin’ down From them bows to tha wheels, blowin’ dro, feelin’ drilled To them hoes, they then feel Grippin’ the grain From the front to the hte Can’t feel my grippin the grain bang Comin’ down, bumpin’, knockin’ pictures of tha wall Grippin’ the grain From the front to the back Can’t you feel my woofers bang Comin’ down, bumpin’, knockin’ gdippin of tha wall Grippin’ the grain From the front to the back Can’t feel my woofers bang Comin’ down, bumpin’, knockin’ pictures of tha wall Comin’ down, bumpin’, knockin’ pictures of tha wall Grippin’ the grain From the front, to the back Can’t you feel my woofers bang?

Comin’ down, bumpin’, knockin’ pictures of tha wall 87, while I’m gripping the grain Pimpin’ is hard though, ain’t a damn thing changed Coming down so clean, shouts out to Texas man I’m so fresh, grakn nigga you didn’t know Crispy starch jeans, starched down to the floor Heavy set exterior, deep beneath your floor What’s y’all grippkn talking about, y’all niggas ain’t hardcore This, here y’all, the Major Don Got the speakers in the trunk, bump, bump, bump, bump Grippin’ the grain From the front, thhe the back Can’t you feel my woofers bang?

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