Текст (слова) песни: Canibus - Phuk U

Phuk..U (4x)
Ok
Phuk..U (4x)

(Verse 1)
Yo, yo
Ayo, nobody can flow wit Bis
Rock a show wit bis
Or go toe to toe wit Bis
None of yall can co-exist
We livin in an Ice Age and its cold as shit
100,000 dollar price range, niggas is frozen stiff
All I know is this
My felt tip hotter than hell get
186 thousand miles per sec can melt flesh
Give a nigga a tan
Aerosol cans expand and explode in my hand
While I promote that new Canibus jam
Niggas feel it underground wit stalactites hangin from the ceiling
I`m out on tour wit 30 city trips
Every state its like bitches be bulimic for dicks
Screamin the chorus
Half unconscious
I hold my cordless
Smoke the most enormous trees in the rain forest
While the people go insane for us
I pierce a cloud and make it rain on us
Break the equipment and tell the engineer that I aint payin for it
I freestyle the whole set
Kickin a hundred bars, nigga fuck who`s on next
Fuck you!

Chorus 1 - Phuk.. U.. (2x) Ok
Phuk.. U.. (4x) Ok

(Verse 2)
-Fuck- them extra niggas that`s always around you
-Fuck- niggas that talk about you and try to clown you
-Fuck- niggas you run into that never did nuttin` for you
-Fuck- niggas thats lyin tellin people they discovered you
-Ok, Fuck- niggas that`re jealous cause you nicer than them
Don`t give a -fuck- who you offend you gotta fight till the end
If you -fuck- a groupie chicken when you out on tour
Smoke a little bit of weed wit her then -fuck- her some more
Tell her to bring three friends so you can -fuck- all four
Menage-a-trois, what the -fuck- she expect you a dog
Almighty god blessed you wit a dick and two balls
So if you like to -fuck- pussy that don`t mean that you wrong
Unless you -fuck- it raw dog
I -fuck- a nappy dug out
Bust in her mouth
Kick her the -fuck- out
She`ll cuss me out, like...

(Repeat chorus 1)

(Verse 3)
Yo, yo
Ya superstar status don`t mean shit to me
Lyrically sucker emcees still get frequency
Try to dis me now
How you sound?
Yo, whoever signed you must be runnin the circus cuz you a clown
You a rapper wit a drug habit, hidin the truth
Camoflaugin ya needle tracks wit some colorful tattoos
You was never equipped for this
Never equipped to spit wit Bis
I`m swift as shit
Let me point out the main differences
You magnificent
I`m mic-nificent
Yo, i`d even go out on a limb wit it
Say you write a little bit
That don`t make you a tight lyricist
Cause you don`t practice or stick with it
Look at the 60 hour shifts I spend wit this
I never quit, I got a gift for the art
A low maintenance cost
No physical movin parts
In `98, niggas thought I was God
How the fuck did that change
I`m still one of the illest niggas in the game
So look inside yourself and tell me what you see
If you see a hungry nigga then you lookin at me
And its aight if you don`t trust me
Cause I don`t trust you
As a matter of fact I`ll probably bust you
Motherfucker, Fuck you

Chorus 2 - Ok, Phuk.. U.. (4x)
Ok, Phuk.. U.. (4x) Ok..

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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: Canibus - Phuk U Phuk..U (4x) Ok Phuk..U (4x) (Verse 1) Yo, yo Ayo, nobody can flow wit Bis Rock a show wit bis Or go toe to toe wit Bis None of yall can co-exist We livin in an Ice Age and its cold as shit 100,000 dollar price range, niggas is frozen stiff All I know is this My felt tip hotter than hell get 186 thousand miles per sec can melt flesh Give a nigga a tan Aerosol cans expand and explode in my hand While I promote that new Canibus jam Niggas feel it underground wit stalactites hangin from the ceiling I`m out on tour wit 30 city trips Every state its like bitches be bulimic for dicks Screamin the chorus Half unconscious I hold my cordless Smoke the most enormous trees in the rain forest While the people go insane for us I pierce a cloud and make it rain on us Break the equipment and tell the engineer that I aint payin for it I freestyle the whole set Kickin a hundred bars, nigga fuck who`s on next Fuck you! Chorus 1 - Phuk.. U.. (2x) Ok Phuk.. U.. (4x) Ok (Verse 2) -Fuck- them extra niggas that`s always around you -Fuck- niggas that talk about you and try to clown you -Fuck- niggas you run into that never did nuttin` for you -Fuck- niggas thats lyin tellin people they discovered you -Ok, Fuck- niggas that`re jealous cause you nicer than them Don`t give a -fuck- who you offend you gotta fight till the end If you -fuck- a groupie chicken when you out on tour Smoke a little bit of weed wit her then -fuck- her some more Tell her to bring three friends so you can -fuck- all four Menage-a-trois, what the -fuck- she expect you a dog Almighty god blessed you wit a dick and two balls So if you like to -fuck- pussy that don`t mean that you wrong Unless you -fuck- it raw dog I -fuck- a nappy dug out Bust in her mouth Kick her the -fuck- out She`ll cuss me out, like... (Repeat chorus 1) (Verse 3) Yo, yo Ya superstar status don`t mean shit to me Lyrically sucker emcees still get frequency Try to dis me now How you sound? Yo, whoever signed you must be runnin the circus cuz you a clown You a rapper wit a drug habit, hidin the truth Camoflaugin ya needle tracks wit some colorful tattoos You was never equipped for this Never equipped to spit wit Bis I`m swift as shit Let me point out the main differences You magnificent I`m mic-nificent Yo, i`d even go out on a limb wit it Say you write a little bit That don`t make you a tight lyricist Cause you don`t practice or stick with it Look at the 60 hour shifts I spend wit this I never quit, I got a gift for the art A low maintenance cost No physical movin parts In `98, niggas thought I was God How the fuck did that change I`m still one of the illest niggas in the game So look inside yourself and tell me what you see If you see a hungry nigga then you lookin at me And its aight if you don`t trust me Cause I don`t trust you As a matter of fact I`ll probably bust you Motherfucker, Fuck you Chorus 2 - Ok, Phuk.. U.. (4x) Ok, Phuk.. U.. (4x) Ok.. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Phuk U: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/19925.html Все тексты песен: Canibus » Canibus - 100 Bars » Canibus - Microphone Meticulousness » Canibus - I`ll Buss `Em You Punish `Em » Canibus - I Honor U » Canibus - Life Liquid » Canibus - Die Slow » Canibus - Dr C Phd » Canibus - It`s Logic » Canibus - 103 Jamz Freestyle » Canibus - Y Teez Is Yellow » Canibus - 100 Bars » Canibus - Horseman Talk » Canibus - Liberal Arts » Canibus - Priest Hood » Canibus - Behind Enemy Rhymes » Canibus - Allied Meta-forces » Canibus - What`s Goin` On » Canibus - Stop Smokin » Canibus - ``C`` Section » Canibus - Niggas We Roll With 12 Рекомендуем скачать: » Машина Времени - Время » Мистер Твистер - Страна нежности » Мельница - Мертвец » Михаил Круг - Девочка-пай » Марина Меламед - Белый танец или Снег в Иерусалиме (посв. Миле Бяльской) » Михаил Басаев - Неспешное течение реки... » Михаил Кукулевич - Электричка спешит во Владимир... » Марк Шмулевич - Танка блюз » Мальчишник - Секс без перерыва » Михаил Анчаров - Песня про циркача, который едет по кругу на белой лошади. И вообще он недавно женился » Мария Фаликман - Ноябрь. Просветления, в общем-то, можно не ждать... » Михаил Анчаров - Весенняя ночка » Михаил Кочетков - Папуас » Марат Тамаев - Толкачевы хутора » Михаил Неволин - Себя не убедить, что так живешь... » Михаил Анчаров - Любовницы » Мумий Тролль - Воспитанник упавшей звезды » Михаил Башаков - Хорошо » Михаил Щербаков - Пошлый романс » Мария Фаликман - Еще раз о графомании (не из Марциала)
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