Текст (слова) песни: Backbone - Concrete Law

In background of hook: {Hey, hey, hey, hey}

[Hook]
I`m still buckin` like five, deuce, four, tre
Shawt, shawty (somebody better tell `em)
I`m still buckin` like five, deuce, four, tre (I`m Mr. Fat Face)
I come through swervin` (somebody better tell `em)
I`m still buckin` like five, deuce, four, tre
Shawt, shawty (somebody better tell `em)
I`m still buckin` like five, deuce, four, tre (I`m Mr. Fat Face)
I come through swervin` (somebody better tell `em)

[Verse 1]
I`m border, grit on that killer
They call it Front Street, know about it nigga
He work the concretes `til break daylight
You see him post up in the cut, how many?
I ain`t servin` nothin` but pure products
I swerk that walk, qoute that slang, choke that thang
I`m talkin` `bout "I ain`t dressin`", nothin` but pain
Keep the Cheverolet funked out
I ain`t fuckin` witcha girl `less y`all trunked out
I come through, tear that ass up
Whippin` new grain and he all glassed up
You see us swervin` on some seventeen-nines
Mr. F.F., I`ma stay bright everytime

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
Talk a dollar outta dime, drinkin` liq wit lime
Pull out sideways and leave these suckas from the line
Over time, like ten `til, see `em grin with the grill
Superclean see a gleam through the windsheild
It`s everyday like the clock tick
Hit me with some super thick up in the cockpit
It`s off limits baby, you see the handstiched material
Workin` the original interial
Up in a coma, get he and Bean up out the trunk
I step on stage and get the whole place crunk
Always garuntee freind-shh y`all
You shoulda rocked the microphone to this, y`all
Yes sir, hold on, hold the dice
Set these down, then I`m gone
One more shot cause I`m on tonight
I shook another fifty-two
Now tell me what do they wants to do?

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
I supply these motherfuckers with the right dosage
Now hear, bust it open, get it smokin`, that`s him
Sack it up and watch it jump out the gym
Shorty told you what it is when you come through here
This sucker emcee say he lookin` for me
Tell him, ain`t nothin` nigga, is you the police
When I put the mic down they say they found residue
And the laws wanna charge me for verbal abuse
Blow smoke up out the roof, cause they ain`t got no proof
Six-eights, skate Decatur, they ass through, I`m sayin`
Go getcha ass bread, ya undertsand
Man these niggas think I`m playin`
(Man they boy for real)

[Hook]

{*scratching*}
Five, deuce, four, tre
Shawt, shawty

(repeat to fade)

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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: Backbone - Concrete Law In background of hook: {Hey, hey, hey, hey} [Hook] I`m still buckin` like five, deuce, four, tre Shawt, shawty (somebody better tell `em) I`m still buckin` like five, deuce, four, tre (I`m Mr. Fat Face) I come through swervin` (somebody better tell `em) I`m still buckin` like five, deuce, four, tre Shawt, shawty (somebody better tell `em) I`m still buckin` like five, deuce, four, tre (I`m Mr. Fat Face) I come through swervin` (somebody better tell `em) [Verse 1] I`m border, grit on that killer They call it Front Street, know about it nigga He work the concretes `til break daylight You see him post up in the cut, how many? I ain`t servin` nothin` but pure products I swerk that walk, qoute that slang, choke that thang I`m talkin` `bout "I ain`t dressin`", nothin` but pain Keep the Cheverolet funked out I ain`t fuckin` witcha girl `less y`all trunked out I come through, tear that ass up Whippin` new grain and he all glassed up You see us swervin` on some seventeen-nines Mr. F.F., I`ma stay bright everytime [Hook] [Verse 2] Talk a dollar outta dime, drinkin` liq wit lime Pull out sideways and leave these suckas from the line Over time, like ten `til, see `em grin with the grill Superclean see a gleam through the windsheild It`s everyday like the clock tick Hit me with some super thick up in the cockpit It`s off limits baby, you see the handstiched material Workin` the original interial Up in a coma, get he and Bean up out the trunk I step on stage and get the whole place crunk Always garuntee freind-shh y`all You shoulda rocked the microphone to this, y`all Yes sir, hold on, hold the dice Set these down, then I`m gone One more shot cause I`m on tonight I shook another fifty-two Now tell me what do they wants to do? [Hook] [Verse 3] I supply these motherfuckers with the right dosage Now hear, bust it open, get it smokin`, that`s him Sack it up and watch it jump out the gym Shorty told you what it is when you come through here This sucker emcee say he lookin` for me Tell him, ain`t nothin` nigga, is you the police When I put the mic down they say they found residue And the laws wanna charge me for verbal abuse Blow smoke up out the roof, cause they ain`t got no proof Six-eights, skate Decatur, they ass through, I`m sayin` Go getcha ass bread, ya undertsand Man these niggas think I`m playin` (Man they boy for real) [Hook] {scratching} Five, deuce, four, tre Shawt, shawty (repeat to fade) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Concrete Law: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/101/1/22832.html Все тексты песен: Backbone » Backbone - Concrete Law » Backbone - 5, Deuce, 4, Tre » Backbone - Jump Back Рекомендуем скачать: » Беретта - Попа к попе » Башаков бэнд - Феномен живых » Булат Окуджава - Давайте восклицать » Блестящие - Там, за облаками » Борис Бурда - Колыбельная бабушки » Браво - Блюз голубой луны » Борис Моисеев - Татуировка » Бригада С - Реки » Булат Окуджава - Отъезд » Булат Окуджава - Песенка о старом, больном, усталом короле, который отправился завоевывать чужую страну, и о том, что » Бочаров Владимир - Кругом тайга! » Булат Окуджава - Музыка (Стихи) » Борис Вячеславов - Маргарита » Булат Окуджава - Одна победа » Булат Окуджава - Песенка о дураках » Би-2 - Для друзей » Белый Орел - Небеса не могут ждать » Булат Окуджава - Над синей улицей портовой... » Белый Орел - Слепой сын » Борис Вахнюк - Оборонная тропа (Защитникам Марухского перевала)
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