Текст (слова) песни: Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. - Riot Pump

[ Ganxsta R?dd ]
So how you figure we gon` pump this crowd up, homeboy?
Just pass me the riot pump
I`ll pump this crowd up
Everybody step back

A riot pump, y`all
Pump it up, y`all
A pump it up, y`all
A riot pump, y`all
Pump it up, y`all
The riot pump, y`all
Pump, pump, pump, pump me up
[ *simultaneously with the Trouble Funk sample* ]
(Pump, pump, pump, pump me up)

[ VERSE 1: Ganxsta R?dd ]
Quick like a reflex, written like a schooltext
O.M.B., slap the bass, Rosco, bust the flex
All you posses, come on and give it up
T.R.I.B.E. rollin ???? you know what`s up
Put down the pencil, pick up a pistol
You turn around again, we won`t miss you
The m-i-c to the T.R.I.B.E.
Is a gat to a sucker MC
Close range, got the aim
And you`re to blame
And to your syndicate*, nothin changed, you`re still the same
This bassline`s kickin up real dust
You down with it, you gonna have to get with us
Livin a life of a villain
You keep buyin, we keep sellin
Time for you to surrender, it`s just a character
Don`t try to run, we`ll hunt you like a predator
Prey like a vulture, you make a Boo-Yaa sculpture
Did you know we`re doin it for the culture?
Down from the big brown Boo-Yaa town
Forget the ounce, instead try to slap a pound

(* not sure if this is a Rhyme Syndicate dis)

Pump, y`all
A riot pump, y`all
Riot pump, y`all
Pump it up, y`all
A riot pump, y`all
Pump it up, y`all
Pass me my riot pump
(Pump, pump, pump, pump me up) --> Trouble Funk

Can anyone feel the fuckin funk?
This one goes out to all you busters

[ VERSE 2: Ganxsta R?dd ]
187 to the posse, a Boo-Yaa logo
Y`all already know (that`s when it`s loco)
Kickin up dust, let the dust remain
Turn up that bass, that`s the crowd`s main thing
Bass - that ultimate choice
Sprayin MC`s by the shot of my voice
Posses claim old school and new school
But like a criminal I used to ditch school
That`s why you will always be reminded
???? Boo-Yaa, we`re criminal minded
Step back, hah, get ready
(To all you posses) 187 with machetes
Unload like a .44, I got soul
Comin like Geronimo
?????? Alamo
Caged like a criminal
And I know from the frontdo`
Busta, let me go, I`m finna tell the Roscoe
Pump the pusher, I`m the criminal
(To all you posses) 187 from a limo (limo, limo, limo)
They say we`re gangsters, so let the stage be the streets
Our drive-by`s ????? I took the posse with me
Renegades with braids finna unload the guage
Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E., Boo-Yaa stage

Riot pump, y`all
Pump it up, y`all
A pump it up, y`all
A pump it up, a pump it up, a pump it up, y`all
Riot pump, y`all
Pump it up, y`all
Tell em
(Pump, pump, pump, pump me up) --> Trouble Funk

This is that time
When Ridd loads up another clip

[ VERSE 3: Ganxsta R?dd ]
I said I was loced to that posse I smoked
I told a riddle, they thought it was a new joke
Rap fiend, I`m a killin machine
It`s Ganxsta R?dd cuttin like a guillotine
It`s a passion being a assassin
They think we`re gangsters, it`s just a fashion
Forget the news, cause there`s nothin excitin
It`s our time, Boo-Yaa`s ridin
(Boo-Yaa, Boo-Yaa hoo-ridin)
(Boo-Yaa, Boo-Yaa hoo-ridin)
(Boo-Yaa, Boo-Yaa hoo-ridin)
Pass me the remote
Turn to Godzilla, pass me the Miller
Now you know we some posse killers
The baby gangsta comin for the kingpin
It`s a contract set from the state pen
The baby gangster, I`m the executioner
And everybody say (????)
No, cause I know it`s your last show
Rush it then, I`m only out on a furlough
Time is money, and money is time
I see I left you scared to stand behind me
Frontline, stand all position
Brown Berets, we`re on a mission
On a mission to the t-o-p
And I`m down with T.R.I.B.E.
The remains of material in this rhyme
Is a word for man, a shock for mankind
We have risen above trivial insult
But surprised by the unexpected results
That`s why you be what you wanna be
I`m killin MC`s, 187 to your posse
You get the riddle? I ain`t no joke
Pass me my riot pump, we finna get loc`ed

And when we do this, we want everybody to clap your hands

A riot pump, y`all
A Pump it up, y`all
A pump it up, a pump it up, a pump it up, y`all
Riot pump, y`all
A pump it up, y`all
Tell em
(Pump, pump, pump, pump me up)

EZ Mike with it, homeboys
The Gis
The Gis
TNT gettin funky
Let`s roll
Come on

You want us to leave the gat in the back?

(Boo-Yaa`s in the house)

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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: Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E. - Riot Pump [ Ganxsta R?dd ] So how you figure we gon` pump this crowd up, homeboy? Just pass me the riot pump I`ll pump this crowd up Everybody step back A riot pump, y`all Pump it up, y`all A pump it up, y`all A riot pump, y`all Pump it up, y`all The riot pump, y`all Pump, pump, pump, pump me up [ simultaneously with the Trouble Funk sample ] (Pump, pump, pump, pump me up) [ VERSE 1: Ganxsta R?dd ] Quick like a reflex, written like a schooltext O.M.B., slap the bass, Rosco, bust the flex All you posses, come on and give it up T.R.I.B.E. rollin ???? you know what`s up Put down the pencil, pick up a pistol You turn around again, we won`t miss you The m-i-c to the T.R.I.B.E. Is a gat to a sucker MC Close range, got the aim And you`re to blame And to your syndicate, nothin changed, you`re still the same This bassline`s kickin up real dust You down with it, you gonna have to get with us Livin a life of a villain You keep buyin, we keep sellin Time for you to surrender, it`s just a character Don`t try to run, we`ll hunt you like a predator Prey like a vulture, you make a Boo-Yaa sculpture Did you know we`re doin it for the culture? Down from the big brown Boo-Yaa town Forget the ounce, instead try to slap a pound ( not sure if this is a Rhyme Syndicate dis) Pump, y`all A riot pump, y`all Riot pump, y`all Pump it up, y`all A riot pump, y`all Pump it up, y`all Pass me my riot pump (Pump, pump, pump, pump me up) --> Trouble Funk Can anyone feel the fuckin funk? This one goes out to all you busters [ VERSE 2: Ganxsta R?dd ] 187 to the posse, a Boo-Yaa logo Y`all already know (that`s when it`s loco) Kickin up dust, let the dust remain Turn up that bass, that`s the crowd`s main thing Bass - that ultimate choice Sprayin MC`s by the shot of my voice Posses claim old school and new school But like a criminal I used to ditch school That`s why you will always be reminded ???? Boo-Yaa, we`re criminal minded Step back, hah, get ready (To all you posses) 187 with machetes Unload like a .44, I got soul Comin like Geronimo ?????? Alamo Caged like a criminal And I know from the frontdo` Busta, let me go, I`m finna tell the Roscoe Pump the pusher, I`m the criminal (To all you posses) 187 from a limo (limo, limo, limo) They say we`re gangsters, so let the stage be the streets Our drive-by`s ????? I took the posse with me Renegades with braids finna unload the guage Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E., Boo-Yaa stage Riot pump, y`all Pump it up, y`all A pump it up, y`all A pump it up, a pump it up, a pump it up, y`all Riot pump, y`all Pump it up, y`all Tell em (Pump, pump, pump, pump me up) --> Trouble Funk This is that time When Ridd loads up another clip [ VERSE 3: Ganxsta R?dd ] I said I was loced to that posse I smoked I told a riddle, they thought it was a new joke Rap fiend, I`m a killin machine It`s Ganxsta R?dd cuttin like a guillotine It`s a passion being a assassin They think we`re gangsters, it`s just a fashion Forget the news, cause there`s nothin excitin It`s our time, Boo-Yaa`s ridin (Boo-Yaa, Boo-Yaa hoo-ridin) (Boo-Yaa, Boo-Yaa hoo-ridin) (Boo-Yaa, Boo-Yaa hoo-ridin) Pass me the remote Turn to Godzilla, pass me the Miller Now you know we some posse killers The baby gangsta comin for the kingpin It`s a contract set from the state pen The baby gangster, I`m the executioner And everybody say (????) No, cause I know it`s your last show Rush it then, I`m only out on a furlough Time is money, and money is time I see I left you scared to stand behind me Frontline, stand all position Brown Berets, we`re on a mission On a mission to the t-o-p And I`m down with T.R.I.B.E. The remains of material in this rhyme Is a word for man, a shock for mankind We have risen above trivial insult But surprised by the unexpected results That`s why you be what you wanna be I`m killin MC`s, 187 to your posse You get the riddle? I ain`t no joke Pass me my riot pump, we finna get loc`ed And when we do this, we want everybody to clap your hands A riot pump, y`all A Pump it up, y`all A pump it up, a pump it up, a pump it up, y`all Riot pump, y`all A pump it up, y`all Tell em (Pump, pump, pump, pump me up) EZ Mike with it, homeboys The Gis The Gis TNT gettin funky Let`s roll Come on You want us to leave the gat in the back? (Boo-Yaa`s in the house) Нравится песня? 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