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Testo I Had Enough - Natalac

Testo della canzone I Had Enough (Natalac), tratta dall'album Best of Natalac (Clean)

I had enough put your hands up

I had enough weak punks just shut up

I had enough haters just be gone

I had enough po-po's stop tapping my phone

I wear my gold like Fort Knox, I keep the woman laughing like Red Foxx

Villains watch my like a bag of rocks,

kids know me like the three and Goldie locks

Bars can't hold me cause I pop a lock

The busters can't stop me cause they all in shock

I run Chevys and Lacs till I crack the block

I keep the house poppin' cause it don't start

I keep spitting game til the panties drop

The party don't quit til they call the cops

The world don't know but it's time to learn

I make busters throe up like a potent germ

They gobble up my rhymes like birds eats worms

You ain't got next you got no turn

Put the ball you ain't no player

I'm in your girl mouth like a Now & Later

Used on my team but I had to trade her

You can stay incomplete I would hate to grade you

No longer player status your game is over

Stupid mistake call a marine a soldier

I had enough put your hands up

I had enough weak punks just shut up

I had enough haters just be gone

I had enough po-po's stop tapping my phone

I had enough put your hands up

I had enough weak punks just shut up

I had enough haters just be gone

I had enough po-po's stop tapping my phone

Shhh. Keep quite with the words you say

No busters allowed cause the Nat don't play

Never was solider but I'm seldom seen

Amphibious and quiet just a hood Marine

Worldwide hateration is what I'm facing

Crips and hoods walk my block steady casing

Waiting for an opportunity being patient

Striking up fake ass flagin conversations

Fools don't care if it's you are me

Teach my family military strategy

Stay in shape baby no time for flab

Cut ya girlfriend loose no time for blab

Keep your eyes open strict rules to follow

At night be watched with night vision goggles

I teach you what you need like a preacher to a bible

Steady pressure on my trigger don't jerk my rifle

Let the truth be told I don't want to sell my soul

Just one mistake and I now i fold

The law strangled me can't break the hold

Tell me I'm free but feel so controlled

I had enough put your hands up

I had enough weak punks just shut up

I had enough haters just be gone

I had enough po-po's stop tapping my phone

I had enough put your hands up

I had enough weak punks just shut up

I had enough haters just be gone

I had enough po-po's stop tapping my phone

I had enough fools sweating my click

I had enough of busters playing they tricks

I had enough getting them dirty looks

I had enough saying I serve birds I cook

I had enough people smiling in my face

I had enough being hit with another case

I had enough being set up just to fail

I had enough seeing my dogs in jail

I had enough who's lying what they got

I had enough telling who run the spot

I had enough fools falling in love with tricks

I had enough getting burnt now you sick

I had enough running and dodging the cops

I had enough running out my shoes and socks

I had enough who's hating me because of my gold

I had enough game locked down cause somebody told

I had enough put your hands up

I had enough weak punks just shut up

I had enough haters just be gone

I had enough po-po's stop tapping my phone

I had enough put your hands up

I had enough weak punks just shut up

I had enough haters just be gone

I had enough po-po's stop tapping my phone

I had enough put your hands up

I had enough weak punks just shut up

I had enough haters just be gone

I had enough po-po's stop tapping my phone

I had enough put your hands up

I had enough weak punks just shut up

I had enough haters just be gone

I had enough po-po's stop tapping my phone

I had enough put your hands up

I had enough weak punks just shut up

I had enough haters just be gone

I had enough po-po's stop tapping my phone

Credits
Writer(s): Sheldon Davis
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Testi di Natalac

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Pimp of the City (Bet Uncut Classic) Players Ball Doing the Best I Can (feat. Pgeezy) Kill the Cat (Mary Lou) Fire In Florida (2000 Presidential Election V.P. Al Gore Vs. Gov. Bush) Money Girl (feat. Blackhillbillie) Peety Weet Straw (Devils Son In Law) Staaacks (Stacks of Money) That's Natalac (Who Is Natalac)

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