Текст (слова) песни: Busta Rhymes - Against All Odds

[baby sham]

Aiyyo, balls your pencils

As hollow tips get in you

Bots cutting to slice your face you

Rhymes is natural

Hold two lives and four wives

Up in the crack capsule

Flipmode cruddy styles has been past you

Rush pass

You couldnt touch cash

If it was under your nose

Like a mustache

Nigga

What ass

Show your whole cheek

Slugs with no heat

Diamonds that dont break

You thugs is so sweet

[rampage]

I float so much I get seasick

Flipmode is the squad who I beez with

Who I get plucks with

And push german vs with

Rampage Im psychic I can see shit

To the next millenium

You not gon be shit

Scratch your name off the list

Cut your wrist

You know the issue

Im official

When you die none of your niggas is really gon miss you

Chorus:

Flipmode squad

Here to drop bombs

Against all odds

Still remain gods

Grip your arm

We always come hard

The world is ours

Call a national guard

[rah digga]

Here we go

Any bitch that rhyme wanna flex she ass

Im stomping all things like Im plexi-glass

Niggas make way like when they hear sirens

Treat you like park and too close to fire hydrants

All up in the board

Kicking back long islands

Get your wig split first solid defiance

Rah earth and sun in this imperial alliance

You do the science

[spliff star]

Im getting money shitting, turn intruders into vixens

Fall off beeper uh-uh niggas stay getting

Dirty nigga for life

Thats how spliffs living

Throwing niggas in caskets

Tired of a yellow ribbons

I buck my duck if you touch my one

Rather jamaican than belly boy make you people for fun

Fat mans son, street educated

The colonel of ghetto jurors, still thug related

Chorus

[lord have mercy]

We enemies of three strike felony laws

Gorilla dicking k-y jelly for whores

Lapdances trap grands without laws

My baby moms, three eighty for your arms

That bust with loud force

The ghetto with us

That bang makaveli in trucks

That whatever the fuck to give a cheddar in chunks

Who gazey chase

Fake thugs with lazy aid

Track marks

Rap stars

And a rain of aids

[busta rhymes]

Yo, what you want from us

Now visualize more of us

Stay toting under my given flavor from nauticas

Destroy every arch rival or any challenger

Make you remember this day

Nigga mark it on your calendar

Im showing you something

You aint saying nothing

My niggas make noise

Like a bunch of volcanoes erupting

None of yall niggas really wanna war

The type of nigga to crash my plane in your building

In the name of the law

Chorus

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» Busta Rhymes - Abandon Ship
» Busta Rhymes - Syntax Era
» Busta Rhymes - We Comin` Through
» Busta Rhymes - Do My Thing
» Busta Rhymes - Struttin` Like A G.O.D.
» Busta Rhymes - What It Is
» Busta Rhymes - Bad Dreams
» Busta Rhymes - Bladow
» Busta Rhymes - Get Contact
» Busta Rhymes - Make It Hurt
» Busta Rhymes - When Disaster Stikes
» Busta Rhymes - Extinction Level Event * The Final World
» Busta Rhymes - Woo-Hah!! Got You All in Check
» Busta Rhymes - Here We Go Again
» Busta Rhymes - Fire it Up/Turn it Up (remix)
» Busta Rhymes - Do It to Death
» Busta Rhymes - Run for Cover
» Busta Rhymes - Everybody Rise Again
» Busta Rhymes - Straight Spittin`


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: Busta Rhymes - Against All Odds [baby sham] Aiyyo, balls your pencils As hollow tips get in you Bots cutting to slice your face you Rhymes is natural Hold two lives and four wives Up in the crack capsule Flipmode cruddy styles has been past you Rush pass You couldnt touch cash If it was under your nose Like a mustache Nigga What ass Show your whole cheek Slugs with no heat Diamonds that dont break You thugs is so sweet [rampage] I float so much I get seasick Flipmode is the squad who I beez with Who I get plucks with And push german vs with Rampage Im psychic I can see shit To the next millenium You not gon be shit Scratch your name off the list Cut your wrist You know the issue Im official When you die none of your niggas is really gon miss you Chorus: Flipmode squad Here to drop bombs Against all odds Still remain gods Grip your arm We always come hard The world is ours Call a national guard [rah digga] Here we go Any bitch that rhyme wanna flex she ass Im stomping all things like Im plexi-glass Niggas make way like when they hear sirens Treat you like park and too close to fire hydrants All up in the board Kicking back long islands Get your wig split first solid defiance Rah earth and sun in this imperial alliance You do the science [spliff star] Im getting money shitting, turn intruders into vixens Fall off beeper uh-uh niggas stay getting Dirty nigga for life Thats how spliffs living Throwing niggas in caskets Tired of a yellow ribbons I buck my duck if you touch my one Rather jamaican than belly boy make you people for fun Fat mans son, street educated The colonel of ghetto jurors, still thug related Chorus [lord have mercy] We enemies of three strike felony laws Gorilla dicking k-y jelly for whores Lapdances trap grands without laws My baby moms, three eighty for your arms That bust with loud force The ghetto with us That bang makaveli in trucks That whatever the fuck to give a cheddar in chunks Who gazey chase Fake thugs with lazy aid Track marks Rap stars And a rain of aids [busta rhymes] Yo, what you want from us Now visualize more of us Stay toting under my given flavor from nauticas Destroy every arch rival or any challenger Make you remember this day Nigga mark it on your calendar Im showing you something You aint saying nothing My niggas make noise Like a bunch of volcanoes erupting None of yall niggas really wanna war The type of nigga to crash my plane in your building In the name of the law Chorus Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Against All Odds: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/101/1/14842.html Все тексты песен: Busta Rhymes » Busta Rhymes - C`mon All My Niggas, C`mon All My Bitche » Busta Rhymes - Abandon Ship » Busta Rhymes - Syntax Era » Busta Rhymes - We Comin` Through » Busta Rhymes - Do My Thing » Busta Rhymes - Struttin` Like A G.O.D. » Busta Rhymes - What It Is » Busta Rhymes - Bad Dreams » Busta Rhymes - Bladow » Busta Rhymes - Get Contact » Busta Rhymes - Make It Hurt » Busta Rhymes - When Disaster Stikes » Busta Rhymes - Extinction Level Event * The Final World » Busta Rhymes - Woo-Hah!! Got You All in Check » Busta Rhymes - Here We Go Again » Busta Rhymes - Fire it Up/Turn it Up (remix) » Busta Rhymes - Do It to Death » Busta Rhymes - Run for Cover » Busta Rhymes - Everybody Rise Again » Busta Rhymes - Straight Spittin` Рекомендуем скачать: » Бочаров Владимир - ДО СВИДАНИЯ,КОЛЫМА » Браво - Доpога в облака » Башаков бэнд - Рок-н-рол-л-л-жив » Булат Окуджава - Плач по Арбату » Булат Окуджава - Там, за седьмой горой » Беретта - Страх » Беломорканал - БАБСКАЯ ПРОЖАРКА » Борис Вахнюк - Письмо из Фрунзе » Борис Вайханский - А, ты думал » Булат Окуджава - Песенка о присяге » Беломорканал - Разведенные мосты » Боярский Михаил - В Кейптаунском порту » Браво - Север и юг » Борис Вахнюк - О, пестрые краски перрона!.. » Булат Окуджава - Время идет, хоть шути » Братья Грим - Сотни тысяч вёрст » Борис Щеглов - Магнитная разведка » Бобков Слава - Добрый вечер, Господа » Борис Бурда - Старые друзья (двадцать лет спустя) » Борис Алмазов - Памяти В.Высоцкого
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