Текст (слова) песни: Big L f Jay-Z - Stretch & Bobbito `95 Pt. II

(Big L)
My crew be deliverin hot lead when gats are clenched
Rappers I jack and lynch
Nobody can fuck with the way I be killing the shit in rap events
Big L is the nigga you expect
To catch wreck in any cassette deck
I`m so ahead of my time, my parents haven`t met yet
I`m feeling like Billy Bathgate
My rap style is past great
I love to fuck a bitch from the back and watch her ass shake
I probably got your mommy strung
Niggaz hear me and take more notes than Connie Chung
My clan plans to get Guillianni hung
Never had a gassed head
Got loot cause I stash bread
Try to tax and I`ma beat your fagot ass half-dead
I stomp white cops till the life stops
For a low price hops
Cause my blood is colder than an ice box
On 1-3-9 you don`t want a block war
Cause my crew will kill a nigga from the lobby to the top floor
And every time a mack eleven bucks
I`m killing at least seven ducks
I never was a follower of Reverend Butts
The bitch type I dislike, I`m rougher than a fist fight
All chicks ain`t shit, ain`t no such thing as Miss Right
So we can never be a couple hun
Fuck love, all I got for ho`s is hard dick and bubble gum
And clown emcee`s I be attacking quick
I`m on some rappin shit and some car jackin shit
I ran up on this nigga name Mac in a black ac
And put the gat to his cap, click-clack
Sorry jack but get up out of that
My 38 works great, so make a mistake and hesitate
I can`t wait to demonstrate this nickel plat
He didn`t listen to what I was speakin
He started reaching
So I left him sleepin with his temple leaking

Aight, back to my man Jay-Z

(Jay-Z)
As soon as I grab it, I eat it up like a savage
And no I don`t have it, I get it together like a marriage
I`m seeking all rappers, I`m on my p`s and q`s and carrots
Y`all don`t understand, well, god-damn, don`t you know my status
I`m flowing the fattest, mmmm that is, mmmm, I`m the baddest
No need to explain my name, the only thing that matters
For suckers who bite me, they find I`m a bit much to swallow
Your thinking that`s hollow, the rhythm is too rugged to follow
I hit you like bam, biggity bam, bam, biggity bam
Let me take a little breath…god damn
The kid is a wizard
I`m definitely destined to make eight digits
Met up with L on the road to riches
As soon as I step up, nah, whenever I`m in the, uh
Whatever I touch, whatever I clutch
You know I`m gonna end ya, uh
The nigga don`t play, hey, the nigga don`t play, hey
Hahahhhh, here I come a-g-g-gain, run, up up up in
Niggaz are do ducking I`m boo buckin, fuck it I`m whyle
But a boo boo boo bam, what you niggaz gonna do to the man?
I see you brought your little crew… and?
I`m still comin with velocity, check it out
Jid-a, id-a, wid-I, zid-e, uh huh
Ain`t none of the clowns fuckin around
Ain`t none of clowns standing their ground
with the crowned prince of the underground
Sounds like I`m ready to catch wreck now
The heats on sweat now
Jay-Z`s on, be gone to the next town
Punk, jump up and get beat down
Check it out, check it out, check it out
Ladies be comin out of their seats now
Shit I got crazy skills
It`s a pity the way I`m ripping rugged rhythm through the city
Like dunnanna dunnanna di-di-dun dun ditty
I got rhythm, I, hit em with rhythm, I
Hit em and split em, I did em, I get rid of them guys
J-A, baby, baby please, gimme g`s
Baby, baby, wit crazy ease
Watch Jay-Z get crazy G`s

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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: Big L f Jay-Z - Stretch & Bobbito `95 Pt. II (Big L) My crew be deliverin hot lead when gats are clenched Rappers I jack and lynch Nobody can fuck with the way I be killing the shit in rap events Big L is the nigga you expect To catch wreck in any cassette deck I`m so ahead of my time, my parents haven`t met yet I`m feeling like Billy Bathgate My rap style is past great I love to fuck a bitch from the back and watch her ass shake I probably got your mommy strung Niggaz hear me and take more notes than Connie Chung My clan plans to get Guillianni hung Never had a gassed head Got loot cause I stash bread Try to tax and I`ma beat your fagot ass half-dead I stomp white cops till the life stops For a low price hops Cause my blood is colder than an ice box On 1-3-9 you don`t want a block war Cause my crew will kill a nigga from the lobby to the top floor And every time a mack eleven bucks I`m killing at least seven ducks I never was a follower of Reverend Butts The bitch type I dislike, I`m rougher than a fist fight All chicks ain`t shit, ain`t no such thing as Miss Right So we can never be a couple hun Fuck love, all I got for ho`s is hard dick and bubble gum And clown emcee`s I be attacking quick I`m on some rappin shit and some car jackin shit I ran up on this nigga name Mac in a black ac And put the gat to his cap, click-clack Sorry jack but get up out of that My 38 works great, so make a mistake and hesitate I can`t wait to demonstrate this nickel plat He didn`t listen to what I was speakin He started reaching So I left him sleepin with his temple leaking Aight, back to my man Jay-Z (Jay-Z) As soon as I grab it, I eat it up like a savage And no I don`t have it, I get it together like a marriage I`m seeking all rappers, I`m on my p`s and q`s and carrots Y`all don`t understand, well, god-damn, don`t you know my status I`m flowing the fattest, mmmm that is, mmmm, I`m the baddest No need to explain my name, the only thing that matters For suckers who bite me, they find I`m a bit much to swallow Your thinking that`s hollow, the rhythm is too rugged to follow I hit you like bam, biggity bam, bam, biggity bam Let me take a little breath…god damn The kid is a wizard I`m definitely destined to make eight digits Met up with L on the road to riches As soon as I step up, nah, whenever I`m in the, uh Whatever I touch, whatever I clutch You know I`m gonna end ya, uh The nigga don`t play, hey, the nigga don`t play, hey Hahahhhh, here I come a-g-g-gain, run, up up up in Niggaz are do ducking I`m boo buckin, fuck it I`m whyle But a boo boo boo bam, what you niggaz gonna do to the man? I see you brought your little crew… and? I`m still comin with velocity, check it out Jid-a, id-a, wid-I, zid-e, uh huh Ain`t none of the clowns fuckin around Ain`t none of clowns standing their ground with the crowned prince of the underground Sounds like I`m ready to catch wreck now The heats on sweat now Jay-Z`s on, be gone to the next town Punk, jump up and get beat down Check it out, check it out, check it out Ladies be comin out of their seats now Shit I got crazy skills It`s a pity the way I`m ripping rugged rhythm through the city Like dunnanna dunnanna di-di-dun dun ditty I got rhythm, I, hit em with rhythm, I Hit em and split em, I did em, I get rid of them guys J-A, baby, baby please, gimme g`s Baby, baby, wit crazy ease Watch Jay-Z get crazy G`s Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Stretch & Bobbito `95 Pt. II: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/101/1/22044.html Все тексты песен: Big L f Jay-Z » Big L f Jay-Z - Stretch & Bobbito `95 Pt. II » Big L f Jay-Z - Stretch & Bobbito `95 Pt. I Рекомендуем скачать: » Pat Benatar - Cool Zero » P. Diddy - I Need A Girl (To Bella) » Plainsong - The Clearances » Peter Gabriel - And Through The Wire » Pain Teens - Cool Your Power » Pearl Jam - last kiss \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Pennywise - Broken » Perry Como - Santa Claus Is Comin` To Town (1946 Version) » Peter Frampton - So Hard To Believe » Patty Griffin - Big Daddy » Patrick Lindner - S` Reserl Vom Mariental » Puff Daddy - Fake Thugs Dedication » Pet Shop Boys - Daydreaming » Prodigy, KRS-One, Method Man, KAM (in or - Bulworth soundtrack » Paula Cole - She Can`t Feel Anything Anymore » Papa Roach - gouge away \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Piersi - Barock » Pete Rock f Inspectah Deck, Kurupt - Tru Master » Pearl Jam - gods dice2 \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для гитары и Mp3 » Penance - New Machine
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