Текст (слова) песни: Backbone f Blvd. International, Odd Ball - Concrete Law

Uh-oh..
Uh-oh, uh-oh..
Uh-oh..
Uh-oh, uh-oh..

[Hook]
It`s like that y`all! (Oh my, it`s like this!)
It`s like that y`all! (No, uh-uh, it`s like this!)
It`s like that y`all! (No, uh-uh, it`s like this!)
It`s like that y`all! (No, uh-uh, it`s like this!)

[Odd Ball]
Man, we ride top peel`t back, (Uh-huh) chapstick with the shine
Know what they know `bout that, (Uh-huh) on the mission to get mine
I`m ridin with Fat Cracks (Heyy!) Slic Patna one of a kind
Man Shawty Putt, got my back, drop down, drop of a dime
Now go on girl! Let`s see ya shake it `til you can`t shake it no more
This for my folk, posted up in the cut, we chief in control
Now what it is y`all, mayne, I thought y`all already know
I`m old school like the hubcaps with them folds, now take it slow
I`m just rollin man, ho patrollin, pistol holdin
and hopin to stack up my cheese, before the mo`nin
Cuz somethin, sho` got to give out here, we bumpin
Like two fifteens off in yo` trunk, this shit been thumpin

[Backbone]
Uh-huh..Yeah
He ain`t talk that shit in every rhyme he wrote (Huh?)
I turn around and rock-n-roll with Shawdy Lo (Huh?)
I stand before ya, check the tag for authenticity
Gon` make ya know - I got my Slic Patna off in here wit me
See Shawdy make a play, he`s a ten year veteran
Take these young G`s to school, learn `em a lesson,
`bout me (Huh?) Shawdy with the gold tooth grin
Play the cut low-key, D-Boy, get it in
Call in Front Street, (Uh-huh) make sure they got the money right
From Trump`s tree, we brought heat for when these niggas run up on me
It don`t stop it don`t quit
You hear me talkin nigga, it`s like this

[Hook - 2x]

{*Blvd. Int. yelling in Spanish*}

[Blvd Int] De deje
[BackBone] I told ya
{repeat both parts 8x}

[Backbone]
A dark cloud bring the storm, the natural born {*thunder*}
I, give it to `em raw, in it`s purest form
That THING, they JUMP IN, know what I MEAN?
That thing holla, (Back-a-bone!) with the thing
I`m, So Fresh, So Clean, never no frap`
I`m, going to the club, bullshit ya not!
SWAT, GA, I`m from that A-T-L-A-N-T-A-G-A
Cascade, with a clichй, smoke some (*inhales*)
Burn it down, keep it workin all across town
Break bread, tell them young niggas "Put down"
OK, Slic Patna is you wit me (Fo` sho`, ya right!)
Lil` buddy tell `em what it hit like!

[Odd Ball]
Man you know these hoes chose, a nigga spit that pimp shit
These niggas hate, cuz we grippin wood when we whip shit
Win or lose, I`ma be the first nigga to rip shit
A double T-I-C, we gon` tell ya some good shit
If that girl ain`t got no dinner fixed, dip, fuck that bullshit
Never slip, one in the chamber for all that punk shit
Didn`t write schemes, my whole team on some money shit
Come tell me right, my folk ain`t down wit that funny shit
Some niggas I know, been steady flexin on that bunny shit
Roll up some dope and they swear that they runnin shit
I caught my man and these hoes, they know some other shit
Don`t tell your life is hemp, Slic Patna runnin shit

[Hook - 4x]

{*music until fade*}

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