Текст (слова) песни: Choclair f Kurupt - Memoirs of Blake Savage

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[Intro]
Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk

[Choclair]
Floatin like.. a mile high
Yeah, smoking trees

Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk

[Choclair]
See, while you niggas flop ya gums
I hop on the the Doogotty, pull back on the throttle catwalk down Younge
Think I, crash and burn?
Looked on the ground, skid marks way out in a juked up swerve
It`s rock, 360 wheel back, 180 lift dust that I dever reach you can`t get
Tell you worldwide, it`s T dot city
Don`t bling like he but the thick hang heavy
Lambed out in the all black Chevy
Sleek and stack - you can`t see that
Phantom menace, a feather in your presence
And deprive your high rise, baby girl, and ya get it

[Kurupt]
Niggas try to bomb our Trade Center
You motherfucking bitch-ass niggas
Calculate, calculative, intervention
With a pistol in position to start thumping all
All the homies on the streets start pumping all
Fill up the streets with sherm and heat
Make `em wiggle like worms, lift niggas out of they seat
Shift `em chest to feet, Canada, West to East
Calicos might spread lead start ricocheting head to head
I`m Kurupt Young Gotti bitch, heard what I said?
Yeah bitch, eat a dick instead

[Chorus]
Get ya Pesos, take fallacio then slide
(Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk)
That`s right
Get ya Pesos, take fallacio then slide
(Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk)
That`s right
Elevate yo, peeps to know with this chi`
(Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk)
That`s right

[Kurupt]
Bouncin, movin, rockin, shakin (That`s right)

[Choclair]
It`s just `Nock, and K-U-R-U-P-T and...
On this lyrical high, and moving to the music
(When you be under the skunk)
Choclair got ya high, and Young Gotti, and...
Don`t bounce unless you can put it together
(And moving to the music, under the skunk)

[Choclair]
See, redline and clutch push to the floor
Pistons doin like they grill you no more
Ladies on the back of the floor
Thinkin I`m gon kick it to 6, switch lanes drop it down into 4
Meaning, all y`all comin of the balls
T dot comin suave for y`all
Kurupt spark the blunt for y`all
While all y`all balls be sleepin when the radio be playing your song
See, can`t help with that Suave Dawg
I, I be when they wanna follow this stally
I switched they whole game so the whole time they be following the same damn tree
Confused? People tried to flop on me
Thirty days Gold, "Ice Cold" (What?)
Yo, y`all know who`s, reppin T dot
When you see Choclair say "What up, Chizznock?"

[Interlude: Kurupt]
Get up fast, touch your ass
To hit some ass, so quick and so fast
Ridin slow, rock and move
Two shot`s of Hennesey, that`s the remedy
Movin, smashin, smashin streets, streets
Nigga bouncin, movin, rockin, shakin

[Kurupt]
Hun, niggas tried to rob my nigga
Two semi`s change is mine, my nigga
Concentrate, 38 intervision
With pistols in position take flight like fishing
Murder red ripples, then all cripple
Fuck around and leave niggas cripple
Chip a nigga motherfucking shoe with the full wind nickel
Chrome nickel soar, like mockingbirds
Mocking my words, might chip niggas like Titanic chip Icebergs
Coming through on perv, dip, swerve
Niggas got the nerve, niggas try and serve

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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: Choclair f Kurupt - Memoirs of Blake Savage * send corrections to the typist [Intro] Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk [Choclair] Floatin like.. a mile high Yeah, smoking trees Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk [Choclair] See, while you niggas flop ya gums I hop on the the Doogotty, pull back on the throttle catwalk down Younge Think I, crash and burn? Looked on the ground, skid marks way out in a juked up swerve It`s rock, 360 wheel back, 180 lift dust that I dever reach you can`t get Tell you worldwide, it`s T dot city Don`t bling like he but the thick hang heavy Lambed out in the all black Chevy Sleek and stack - you can`t see that Phantom menace, a feather in your presence And deprive your high rise, baby girl, and ya get it [Kurupt] Niggas try to bomb our Trade Center You motherfucking bitch-ass niggas Calculate, calculative, intervention With a pistol in position to start thumping all All the homies on the streets start pumping all Fill up the streets with sherm and heat Make `em wiggle like worms, lift niggas out of they seat Shift `em chest to feet, Canada, West to East Calicos might spread lead start ricocheting head to head I`m Kurupt Young Gotti bitch, heard what I said? Yeah bitch, eat a dick instead [Chorus] Get ya Pesos, take fallacio then slide (Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk) That`s right Get ya Pesos, take fallacio then slide (Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk) That`s right Elevate yo, peeps to know with this chi` (Do what chu want, when you be under the skunk) That`s right [Kurupt] Bouncin, movin, rockin, shakin (That`s right) [Choclair] It`s just `Nock, and K-U-R-U-P-T and... On this lyrical high, and moving to the music (When you be under the skunk) Choclair got ya high, and Young Gotti, and... Don`t bounce unless you can put it together (And moving to the music, under the skunk) [Choclair] See, redline and clutch push to the floor Pistons doin like they grill you no more Ladies on the back of the floor Thinkin I`m gon kick it to 6, switch lanes drop it down into 4 Meaning, all y`all comin of the balls T dot comin suave for y`all Kurupt spark the blunt for y`all While all y`all balls be sleepin when the radio be playing your song See, can`t help with that Suave Dawg I, I be when they wanna follow this stally I switched they whole game so the whole time they be following the same damn tree Confused? People tried to flop on me Thirty days Gold, "Ice Cold" (What?) Yo, y`all know who`s, reppin T dot When you see Choclair say "What up, Chizznock?" [Interlude: Kurupt] Get up fast, touch your ass To hit some ass, so quick and so fast Ridin slow, rock and move Two shot`s of Hennesey, that`s the remedy Movin, smashin, smashin streets, streets Nigga bouncin, movin, rockin, shakin [Kurupt] Hun, niggas tried to rob my nigga Two semi`s change is mine, my nigga Concentrate, 38 intervision With pistols in position take flight like fishing Murder red ripples, then all cripple Fuck around and leave niggas cripple Chip a nigga motherfucking shoe with the full wind nickel Chrome nickel soar, like mockingbirds Mocking my words, might chip niggas like Titanic chip Icebergs Coming through on perv, dip, swerve Niggas got the nerve, niggas try and serve Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Memoirs of Blake Savage: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/24346.html Все тексты песен: Choclair f Kurupt » Choclair f Kurupt - Skunk » Choclair f Kurupt - Skunk » Choclair f Kurupt - Memoirs of Blake Savage » Choclair f Kurupt - Memoirs of Blake Savage Рекомендуем скачать: » Машина Времени - Люблю я макароны » Михаил Володин - Семейный альбом » Михаил Ножкин - И снова выборы, и снова голосуем... » Марина Яковлева - Песенка ночной питерской тусовщицы » Мумий Тролль - Пей меня пей » Максим Дунаевский - Городские цветы » Мария Фаликман - Летние дни в середине апреля. Склонность к полетам... » Мумий Тролль - Кассетный мальчик » МультFильмы - Чужие звёзды » Мария Кочеткова - Если... » Манго-манго - Уютный свет » Машина Времени - Гололед » Михаил Щербаков - Просыпаюсь и гложет стыд... » Мара - Глянцевой » Михаил Кочетков - Пили водку, жевали пряники... » Мультфильмы - Stereoсигнал » Михаил Муратов - Ну вот и закончилось все... » Михаил Веретенников, Алексей Юрзанов - Гусарские страдания. Часть первая (лирическо-порнографическая) » Машина Времени - Мой друг лучше всех играет блюз » Маршал Александр - Наши
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