Текст (слова) песни: AZ the Visualiza - At Night

I don`t give a hell what you spit
Who you are, where you from...
This is...this is projects
I don`t give a hell what you spit
Who you are, where you from
And who the hell you be gettin`
Urban wolves
Dream team baby
The sosa of the game has returned
Brooklyn
Black sopranos
Let`s play

[Verse 1]
Nice and smooth, white knights, icey jewels
So cool, but the slightest shit ignite my fuels
Love it low, stay in mine, attach semi
Cuz its hard to enter rap just passin` by
XK8, it`s all good, the next they hate
Was never the type of nigga that flexed his weight
See, frontin just ain`t my forte, I`m all foreplay
Hoppin` out the porsche, drop products on graves
My slow grind story niggas cosign for me
Y`all slouch rappin` fake trash niggas` rhymes bore me
Adore me, respect niggas way before me
Since a shorty, in love wit big guns and orgies
Engaged to it, guzzlin` that beige fluid
Spazzin` like its the music that made me do it
Move through it if you that thorough, I`m certified
Through the grapevine, I know that niggas heard I`m live

[Chorus]
I don`t give a hell what you spit
Who you are, where you from...
This is projects
I don`t give a hell what you spit
Who you are, where you from
And who the hell you be gettin`

[Verse 2]
Look, look, I be postered up like I`m toasted up nice
Stop niggas from gettin` killed, broken up fights
Blunted at the park jams, opened up mics
Now its on us, in the ??? I focus on right
Its hardball, now niggas can`t call foul
Y`all can`t get wit me, I can`t fall now
Immune to the murderous plots
Been about it way before niggas heard I was hot
Heavy jewels, the type to keep the herb in the sock
A fresh pair, and I fuck wit them Germans a lot
Let`s play, pop bottles like its no tomorrow
Ricky Ricardo, the young black Leonardo
Part Spanish, my robe`ll make the dark vanish
Too complicated for y`all 85`s, don`t understand it
Respect game, there`s rules as a criminal
So recognize I`m a five star general
You touchin` who

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Yo, yo, at time its hard illin`, it kinda scars the feelings
But what yall want from a game that`s involved in millions
Cars, and chillin`, sex wit` they broads, but villain
It could find a broke man, have him harm civilians
Its like a larson and razor blades but robbers spinnin`
Niggas runnin` from court tryna dodge they sentence
The odds is endless, moms can`t calm the menace
Its like Saddam`s in us, comin` fully armed for business
Chrome pubelies, smoke great, two tone seventies
Five miles on the same line, the zone is deadly
Hope heaven got a ghetto for us
In the hood, for the hustlers that bled before us
Weep slow, soak in, feel the Schweppervesence
Specialize foot notes for the adolescents
Locked in, there`s beef in the game now
I know its deep but the streets know the name now
The war is on

[Chorus]

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: AZ the Visualiza - At Night I don`t give a hell what you spit Who you are, where you from... This is...this is projects I don`t give a hell what you spit Who you are, where you from And who the hell you be gettin` Urban wolves Dream team baby The sosa of the game has returned Brooklyn Black sopranos Let`s play [Verse 1] Nice and smooth, white knights, icey jewels So cool, but the slightest shit ignite my fuels Love it low, stay in mine, attach semi Cuz its hard to enter rap just passin` by XK8, it`s all good, the next they hate Was never the type of nigga that flexed his weight See, frontin just ain`t my forte, I`m all foreplay Hoppin` out the porsche, drop products on graves My slow grind story niggas cosign for me Y`all slouch rappin` fake trash niggas` rhymes bore me Adore me, respect niggas way before me Since a shorty, in love wit big guns and orgies Engaged to it, guzzlin` that beige fluid Spazzin` like its the music that made me do it Move through it if you that thorough, I`m certified Through the grapevine, I know that niggas heard I`m live [Chorus] I don`t give a hell what you spit Who you are, where you from... This is projects I don`t give a hell what you spit Who you are, where you from And who the hell you be gettin` [Verse 2] Look, look, I be postered up like I`m toasted up nice Stop niggas from gettin` killed, broken up fights Blunted at the park jams, opened up mics Now its on us, in the ??? I focus on right Its hardball, now niggas can`t call foul Y`all can`t get wit me, I can`t fall now Immune to the murderous plots Been about it way before niggas heard I was hot Heavy jewels, the type to keep the herb in the sock A fresh pair, and I fuck wit them Germans a lot Let`s play, pop bottles like its no tomorrow Ricky Ricardo, the young black Leonardo Part Spanish, my robe`ll make the dark vanish Too complicated for y`all 85`s, don`t understand it Respect game, there`s rules as a criminal So recognize I`m a five star general You touchin` who [Chorus] [Verse 3] Yo, yo, at time its hard illin`, it kinda scars the feelings But what yall want from a game that`s involved in millions Cars, and chillin`, sex wit` they broads, but villain It could find a broke man, have him harm civilians Its like a larson and razor blades but robbers spinnin` Niggas runnin` from court tryna dodge they sentence The odds is endless, moms can`t calm the menace Its like Saddam`s in us, comin` fully armed for business Chrome pubelies, smoke great, two tone seventies Five miles on the same line, the zone is deadly Hope heaven got a ghetto for us In the hood, for the hustlers that bled before us Weep slow, soak in, feel the Schweppervesence Specialize foot notes for the adolescents Locked in, there`s beef in the game now I know its deep but the streets know the name now The war is on [Chorus] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни At Night: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/100/1/8358.html Все тексты песен: AZ the Visualiza » AZ the Visualiza - Intro » AZ the Visualiza - Hoe Happy Jackie » AZ the Visualiza - I Don`t Give a Fuck » AZ the Visualiza - Hey AZ (LP Version) » AZ the Visualiza - Let Us Toast » AZ the Visualiza - Doe Or Die » AZ the Visualiza - Doe Or Die (RZA Remix) » AZ the Visualiza - Trading Places » AZ the Visualiza - Last Days » AZ the Visualiza - Rock Me » AZ the Visualiza - New Life » AZ the Visualiza - It`s A Boy Thing » AZ the Visualiza - I Feel For You » AZ the Visualiza - Whatever Happened (The Birth) » AZ the Visualiza - Uncut Raw » AZ the Visualiza - S.O.S.A. (Save Our Streets AZ) » AZ the Visualiza - Let`s Toast » AZ the Visualiza - Sosa » AZ the Visualiza - Bodies Gotta Get Caught » AZ the Visualiza - Love Me (in a Special Way) Рекомендуем скачать: » Борис Френкель - Два бога » Борис Вахнюк - И через день, и через год... » Борис Вайханский - Мост Мирабо » Булат Окуджава - Тот самый двор, где я сажал березы... » Булат Окуджава - Простите пехоте » Борис Вайханский - Провинциальный романс Марьи Антоновны Сквозник-Дмухановской (к спектаклю Ревизор по Н.В. Гоголю) » Борис Бляхман - Клены » Белый Орел - Потому что нельзя » Булат Окуджава - Красные цветы (Стихи) » Белый Орел - Слепой сын » Булат Окуджава - Песенка про Черного Кота » Булат Окуджава, Константин Тарасов - У Спаса на кружке забыто наше детство... » Булат Окуджава - Письмо Антокольскому (Стихи) » Борис Вайханский - Романс петербургского ревизора-инкогнито Ивана Александровича Хлестакова (к спектаклю Ревизор по Н.В » Блестящие - Однажды любовь » Билык Ирина - Не такая, как все » Борис Вайханский - Зачем » Братья Грим - Вторая половина » Би-2 - Медленно схожу с ума » Беломорканал - Романс
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