Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
Количество артистов: 43,846 Количество текстов песен: 642,600
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Артист: Heltah Skeltah, Lord Digga, Cocoa BrovazНазвание : Duck Down PresentsДанные: текст песни / слова песни Жанры : Видео:
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Yo son hit me, this shit`s three times fatter than my sis be Fatter than the last spliff I smoked wit the dred-nitty It be Alvin Catraz, don`t forget me Remember this? It went down like this see Long story short, I`m in this joint livin shifty In the cloud of smoke, in the club where ya bitch be She leavin wit me, the no g rap work lovely She with three other dimes and they all wanna fuck me Yeah they want me, why, cuz I`m so macho Some cats wanna bluck me, but they ain`t go no Wins wit the bummy jab, call me Rocko Stop foes, makin shit hot like Sounds of Dew Nacho Not cho average guy, I never fit in Ran wit these steps, startin trouble for a livin Like Tyson`s ex-chick, we stay robbin and givin Aches and pains, parley, y`all end up missin [Smack Man] This goes out to all of my thug niggas Peace, one love niggas, to lock down and drug niggas [Lord Digga] I`m comin in through Brownsville and Flatbush, niggas bout to get mush Makin crews change they faces like some bitches Who you screwin, what you doin, nuthin, Gold Pass iced up, frontin Bout to get your back blown out, cuz we goin out blastin Anybody gets body for askin, whose them niggas Duck Down and Digga, bout to deliver You head in a box, off the top of ya neck Some men of steel, wit nine techs Everybody hit the deck, we got next Yo game it`s over, some wild cats from BK Fuck Villanova, get ya Earth and ya Wisdom after playin strip poker Ain`t no jokers here, bout to smoke ya where You stand from the first to the last man Keep blastin and every bodies passin to gas man [Ruck] Yo S-E A-N-P R-I-C, yo, don`t forget the E My category, top rankin, stop thinkin That you can fuck wit the Ruckus, when shots sinkin Where it goin son, who give a fuck where it land at Long as my gems phat and at same time this man flat I slam cats, yet and still they still don`t understand that Heltah Skeltah only mean war pa, so stand back This man raps, whatever the fuck I feel like I feel like I can bust your head wit this steel pipe Yo, I`m wiggin out, off the weed that I just got from my nigga house Never give and shout, cuz the front don`t buck web I snuff heads, on the D-L, since I cut dreads [Smack Man] It`s the thug hemmy, Henneccy and Remi bent me Cognac and Semi place unknown for mind stone Plus the stress and hustlin, got me catchin ulcers Me and these military soldiers, connects takin over Keep my burner in the soldier hoister Three deep inside a hummer jeep, reclined in the leather seat Between me and the cream, let no man intervene You got me trapped in the state of depression like a fiend But on the other side, hustlin is just a struggle Tryin to make this loot double, and watch my block bubble When you hustle hand to hand, can`t afford to lose a bond Every day is a war, like you live in Vietnam On every block there`s a snitch, stoppin you from gettin rich Some old noisy bitch, son ain`t that some shit It`s Trent French, swing a bat like Johnny Bench On my workers, when they try to short me for chips If I gotta get dirty for dough, guess I`ll filthy rich Screamin, fuck the police, cuz life is a bitch [Tek] I can be ya enemy, ya friend, fuck ya bitch, rob ya man How I`m above average, what you can`t understand It`s Tek-a-milion, it`s the plan or aim Watch how many niggas envy once I cop this range [Steele] These niggas crazy, thinkin they can take me, ST Take less then three seconds to cock and squeeze on my enemies See me ridin, enterprisin on my cellular Black entrepreneur, you hate, so to hell wit ya I dealt wit niggas like y`all before, and I`m tellin ya You see me, I`m quick to broad, quicker to draw And the only art I know, is the art of war Not your average, I`m like Picasso wit a four-four Bust my gat abstract, get artistic wit a biscuit You only got one life to live, so why risk it Police, trace ballistics, off the bullets we bust Can`t depend on my many friends, so in guns we trust Cannon blast wit the thrust of the thunderous Kick ass for fun or to get more funds for us Dangerous go for the heart, and attackin high jackin This rap shit, will get me put in straight jackets Can`t hack it, so I hack shit, get punk now | Похожие исполнители: |
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