Текст (слова) песни: Basket Case - Straight MTL EP

[Mr. Q]
Yeah, yeah. Check it out. Yo, yo, yo
[CHORUS: Mr. Q]
It`s the connection
It`s the connection
It`s the connection
It`s the connect son
It`s the connection
It`s the connection
It`s the connection
It`s the connect son

Mr. Q and Mikey Styles, shit is live
Yeah, yeah, yo

[Verse 1: Mr. Q]
So watch the story of a young thug
Niggas is busting
Niggas is trying to get they hand on our cheddar, but whatever
Part of my mission, is to reach my destinatino
Son, you with me? Aight, then let`s make it happen
Yo with this rap shit, I`m in it
I worry y`all niggas stick it and bring it
A lot of niggas talk about the next nigga
Is kyou real or are you faking jacks?
Y`all niggas ain`t live
The whole way niggas is standing in the pair of fly ties
Niggas bringing the drama
My niggas Deeper than the Mobb
Bring the shit like you want it
You can`t bust me
I`m like the holy son, the son of Jehovah
??? niggas puch your Range Rover
Put y`all to sleep
You try to creep after seeing niggas freed you
I`ll leave you with a death wish
Your peoples miss you thinking you`re alive
My niggas kick your ass for a ride
Now you gone, dead
These niggas took your head
Instead of fucking with us you better get with us
And be the last nigga thinking that you got through
And defeat you, you feel offended, then money bring it
I take no shorts, I leave you niggas on a crusty cross
While your priest bother calling
Has a sly trade of where my crew is from
The heart of Bushwick
I bring it back to Allah
`Cause niggas make you cry if you front on some bullshit
But still you fronted
Now you bump heads with real niggas
You don`t want it
But yo, you got disrespected
Hit you on the spot, must respect it
You got rejected
That`s what you get when you fuck with rap
With the real niggas
Nigga you get his cap peeled, shit is real son
Yeah, yeah, yo, yo
Thug bust a slug
Niggas don`t give a fuck son
If ya want it, then you bring it
Yo, yo
Thug bust a slug
Niggas don`t give a fuck son
If ya want it, then you bring it

[Verse 2: Mikey Styles]
Welcome, on the East side of things
We `bout the dookie links, diamond rings and things
Head come around, try throw foul swings
Back stabbing enemies, claim defending
Never shake hands with a crooked wanna be
Only real niggas feel the true energy
So feel the vibe nigga
Hit ya kind of red
Represent yours, time to make this shit shine
`Cause rappers that be looking from the side
Then they go and party to heads that`s always live
Ain`t fakers whose be down with us, because we bust
Criticize the rappers have had enough of what we say
Mad love to niggas who live what we say
East, West, North, South niggas all day
We gonna bust your ear drums
Call you dun, son
You know how we do

[CHORUS]
[Mr. Q] Mr. Q and Mikey Styles, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yo, yo young thug busting slugs
Niggas don`t give a fuck
If ya want it son then bring it
Young thug busting slugs
Niggas don`t give a fuck
If ya want it, then you bring it
[Mikey Styles]

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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: Basket Case - Straight MTL EP [Mr. Q] Yeah, yeah. Check it out. Yo, yo, yo [CHORUS: Mr. Q] It`s the connection It`s the connection It`s the connection It`s the connect son It`s the connection It`s the connection It`s the connection It`s the connect son Mr. Q and Mikey Styles, shit is live Yeah, yeah, yo [Verse 1: Mr. Q] So watch the story of a young thug Niggas is busting Niggas is trying to get they hand on our cheddar, but whatever Part of my mission, is to reach my destinatino Son, you with me? Aight, then let`s make it happen Yo with this rap shit, I`m in it I worry y`all niggas stick it and bring it A lot of niggas talk about the next nigga Is kyou real or are you faking jacks? Y`all niggas ain`t live The whole way niggas is standing in the pair of fly ties Niggas bringing the drama My niggas Deeper than the Mobb Bring the shit like you want it You can`t bust me I`m like the holy son, the son of Jehovah ??? niggas puch your Range Rover Put y`all to sleep You try to creep after seeing niggas freed you I`ll leave you with a death wish Your peoples miss you thinking you`re alive My niggas kick your ass for a ride Now you gone, dead These niggas took your head Instead of fucking with us you better get with us And be the last nigga thinking that you got through And defeat you, you feel offended, then money bring it I take no shorts, I leave you niggas on a crusty cross While your priest bother calling Has a sly trade of where my crew is from The heart of Bushwick I bring it back to Allah `Cause niggas make you cry if you front on some bullshit But still you fronted Now you bump heads with real niggas You don`t want it But yo, you got disrespected Hit you on the spot, must respect it You got rejected That`s what you get when you fuck with rap With the real niggas Nigga you get his cap peeled, shit is real son Yeah, yeah, yo, yo Thug bust a slug Niggas don`t give a fuck son If ya want it, then you bring it Yo, yo Thug bust a slug Niggas don`t give a fuck son If ya want it, then you bring it [Verse 2: Mikey Styles] Welcome, on the East side of things We `bout the dookie links, diamond rings and things Head come around, try throw foul swings Back stabbing enemies, claim defending Never shake hands with a crooked wanna be Only real niggas feel the true energy So feel the vibe nigga Hit ya kind of red Represent yours, time to make this shit shine `Cause rappers that be looking from the side Then they go and party to heads that`s always live Ain`t fakers whose be down with us, because we bust Criticize the rappers have had enough of what we say Mad love to niggas who live what we say East, West, North, South niggas all day We gonna bust your ear drums Call you dun, son You know how we do [CHORUS] [Mr. Q] Mr. Q and Mikey Styles, yeah, yeah, yeah Yo, yo young thug busting slugs Niggas don`t give a fuck If ya want it son then bring it Young thug busting slugs Niggas don`t give a fuck If ya want it, then you bring it [Mikey Styles] Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Straight MTL EP: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/101/1/26795.html Все тексты песен: Basket Case » Basket Case - Pay Day » Basket Case - Straight MTL EP » Basket Case - Connections (NY2MTL) » Basket Case - Listen Up » Basket Case - Last Night » Basket Case - Downtown » Basket Case - Think Twice » Basket Case - Connections (Ny2mtl) » Basket Case - Downtown » Basket Case - Think Twice » Basket Case - Straight Mtl » Basket Case - Pay Day » Basket Case - Straight MTL » Basket Case - Listen Up » Basket Case - Last Night Рекомендуем скачать: » Михаил Волков - Марш оловянных солдатиков » Макс Фадеев - Лети за мной » Михаил Кукулевич - Томясь неутолимым голодом... » Мало - Набери мой номер » Майк Мироненко - Лучше меня » Мария Булат - Восемь минут » Машина Времени - Хрустальный город » Михаил Трегер - Костер » Михаил Володин - Березы и ели » М.Горшенев - Прогулка » Мальчишник - Последний раз » Майк Науменко, Зоопарк - Время, вперед (Молодежная философская) » Михаил Басаев - Загляни в глаза мечте, улыбнись своей печали... » Мистер Твистер - Мы расстались » Многоточие - Щемит в душе тоска » Михаил Володин - Дворник » Михаил Володин - Десять лет спустя » Михаил Неволин - Романс о весенней капели » Михаил Басаев - Транспорт » Марина Самаркина - Надежды биты в пух и прах...
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