Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: OnyxНазвание : Jackin for Beats 99Данные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : hip-hop rap hardcore rap gangsta rap hip hop Видео:
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* several different beats are used in this song Like ice cubes "jacking for beats" (jigga my nigga-jay-z) Sticky Whats my muthafuckin name Fingaz And who Im rollin wit All my killas Uh uh uh labels better get it right Rappers better gimme that beat fool Clik clik you been robbed now You didnt know sticky fingaz on ya track now Somebody said you number 1 in the streets Thats why Im coming for you first jackin your beat I took ya beat and rearranged it on some dumb shit Got robbed on the radio broad day public The thugs loved it its not a game Went solo on that ass but its still the same (holla holla-ja rule) Beat robba robba Jackin rappers beats and make em hotta hotta Stealin all ya spins plus ya dollas dollas Killas if you feel me just folla folla (what, come on) Take it to the streets hold ya gats and bust the heat Even if its off your plate I gots to eat Im on some bullshit for no apparent reason I want it wit yall Im ready to die breathin (hate me now-nas) Its the rappers I rob The beats that I take The labels I snake For 30 grand help you perform at the wake Touch ya life and everything I touch I take Hate me now cuz later gon be too late I merk you Everything I spit is controversial Im the illest killa they ever signed to universal F the fordham Im God son As soon as they blink bet ya bottom dolla ima rob em (how to rob-50 cent) My sticky fingaz turn fists across ya jaw Beat ya ass in real life at the source awards The real fifty from brooklyn God bless he got outed You just a fake clown who front and rout about it I got a new deal For a few mil Shoot to kill You fruity like dru hill You spare change you aint even half a man cuz Matter of fact you aint even half the man ya moms was (ha-juvenile) Oh you thought you was safe, ha Though you could escape, ha Cuz we label mates, ha Oh you thought I wouldnt get yo cake, ha You thought that beat from the dirty south wasnt gon get raped, ha And birds wanna have sticky baby, ha Dogs run around stayin sticky crazy, ha He aint got no type of sense, ha No tellin what I do Might even jack my own crew (throw ya gunz-onyx) The original take em out bring em out dead Comin at me wrong kid I put that thing to ya head Sticky fingaz going for self call the cops Dont even talk to me about the onyx shit youll get shot (play around-lil cease) 5 oclock in the morning killas at ya door Colt 4-4 Im puttin chalk on your floor Find you up the block from ya house dead in the store Work the beat like pigeons and Im bucking em all Press ya luck and youll fall Neva seen nothing this raw Im what the world been waitin for Wait no more This wack shit cant take no more Shouldve been banned the streets shouldve made it a law (what ya want-eve) Im ready for war What ya niggas want (what, what, what, bring it) Cant touch All yall niggas sweet even rob swizz beats Nowadays producers gettin 50 gs Jack they beat kid I did my track for free Jerk you for ya pub I aint payin a fee I just loop it up on the mpc (the party is goin on over here-busta rhymes) Long as you live neva seen nothing this while Took ya beat and flipped it right in my style Just payin back niggas be bitin my style And if its dead in the crowd I put some life in the crowd Gods gift to the underground Running em down Fucking em down Empires be tumblin down The end of the world is comin around Throw ya ass in the ground Nothing to lose Changing the rules Playin for keeps Ima shark in the waters it aint safe in the streets Sticky fingaz and Im jackin for beats | Похожие исполнители:
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