Текст (слова) песни: Cypress Hill - Prelude to a Come Up

[Featuring MC Eiht]
[MC Eiht]
Geeyeah Soul Assassins two times stick em!
Geeyeah Cypress Hill three times come on!
Geeyeah..
Infiltration be our daily operation for chasin
Cross the seven seas eased clockin much conversation
Penetration you know we gets busy no hesitation
Greenery hand picked from my own plantation
Feels the heat under the som brero
to any amigo that`s tryin to stop the dineros
Chills with, senoritas, like charro
Get drunk off tequila lay low til tomorrow
Follow, my flow, get the cash and go
Call my homey B-Rizzy in Mexico City
Loose lips sink ships, faker faces got guilt
Didn`t mean to call you late, I need a hideout til..
cool, homey, I`ll bring some fuckin skunk
The homey smuggle me across lines in a trunk
Just like a bird I`m free, in a land
with no fuckin extradition treaty, I`m out, geyeah
"Shit is real on the motherfuckin Hill God" (2X)
"With the crew from off the Hill"
[B-Real]
B-Really killin the Phillie now can you feel me from the
Soul Assassin committee, the shitty niggaz never thrill me
You silly bitches never respect, neglect money
You funny or broke, think it`s a joke, your nose is runny
Got my main man, Mr. Rocho kickin the vocals
from the Eastside, where it`s loco sellin the poco
From the two G`s, breakin the leaves of cheese, makin the bacon
You hear it sizzle got your hands ready for the takin
Evading the pigs, raiding my crib, I`m mad lib
and I wanna live and I`m givin the message droppin the lesson
Flippin shit, and I`m keepin em guessin they all stressin
Hit the lullaby, no confession, we in session
"Shit is real on the motherfuckin Hill God" (4X)
"With the crew from off the Hill"
[MC Eiht]
We`s beez the three amigos, skates with nickel plates
under the seat and we goes East Coast/West Coast, anybody killer!
Soul Assassins gets the cash and smash *vroom*
Who spits the Glocks like uno and dos?
Makin your body dissapear like a ghost
One time`s tryin to gaffle me, harassin me
tryin to send me to the penetentiary
[B-Real]
In the nighttime, niggaz are creepin you fuckin sleepin
And the beat, just keeps on seepin into the street
While you peakin I`m meetin and greetin the people speakin
and leadin the motherfuckers who`s seekin to catch, ruckus
Meaning you suckers no-luckers overdub us, nut hug us
You love us, you can`t stop, these mad audio hustlers
"Shit is real on the motherfuckin Hill God" (5X)

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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: Cypress Hill - Prelude to a Come Up [Featuring MC Eiht] [MC Eiht] Geeyeah Soul Assassins two times stick em! Geeyeah Cypress Hill three times come on! Geeyeah.. Infiltration be our daily operation for chasin Cross the seven seas eased clockin much conversation Penetration you know we gets busy no hesitation Greenery hand picked from my own plantation Feels the heat under the som brero to any amigo that`s tryin to stop the dineros Chills with, senoritas, like charro Get drunk off tequila lay low til tomorrow Follow, my flow, get the cash and go Call my homey B-Rizzy in Mexico City Loose lips sink ships, faker faces got guilt Didn`t mean to call you late, I need a hideout til.. cool, homey, I`ll bring some fuckin skunk The homey smuggle me across lines in a trunk Just like a bird I`m free, in a land with no fuckin extradition treaty, I`m out, geyeah "Shit is real on the motherfuckin Hill God" (2X) "With the crew from off the Hill" [B-Real] B-Really killin the Phillie now can you feel me from the Soul Assassin committee, the shitty niggaz never thrill me You silly bitches never respect, neglect money You funny or broke, think it`s a joke, your nose is runny Got my main man, Mr. Rocho kickin the vocals from the Eastside, where it`s loco sellin the poco From the two G`s, breakin the leaves of cheese, makin the bacon You hear it sizzle got your hands ready for the takin Evading the pigs, raiding my crib, I`m mad lib and I wanna live and I`m givin the message droppin the lesson Flippin shit, and I`m keepin em guessin they all stressin Hit the lullaby, no confession, we in session "Shit is real on the motherfuckin Hill God" (4X) "With the crew from off the Hill" [MC Eiht] We`s beez the three amigos, skates with nickel plates under the seat and we goes East Coast/West Coast, anybody killer! Soul Assassins gets the cash and smash vroom Who spits the Glocks like uno and dos? Makin your body dissapear like a ghost One time`s tryin to gaffle me, harassin me tryin to send me to the penetentiary [B-Real] In the nighttime, niggaz are creepin you fuckin sleepin And the beat, just keeps on seepin into the street While you peakin I`m meetin and greetin the people speakin and leadin the motherfuckers who`s seekin to catch, ruckus Meaning you suckers no-luckers overdub us, nut hug us You love us, you can`t stop, these mad audio hustlers "Shit is real on the motherfuckin Hill God" (5X) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Prelude to a Come Up: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/5616.html Все тексты песен: Cypress Hill » Cypress Hill - Checkmate » Cypress Hill - Can`t Stop Won`t Stop » Cypress Hill - Latin Lingo (Prince Paul Mix) » Cypress Hill - One Last Cigarette » Cypress Hill - Killa Hill » Cypress Hill - 16 Men Till Theres No Men Left » Cypress Hill - No Entiendes La Onda (How I Could Just K » Cypress Hill - Hand on the Pump (Muggs` Blunted Mix) » Cypress Hill - Marijuano Locos (Stoned Raiders) » Cypress Hill - Let it Rain » Cypress Hill - insane in the membrane \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » Cypress Hill - IV » Cypress Hill - Memories » Cypress Hill - Strictly Hip-Hop » Cypress Hill - Boom Biddy Bye Bye (Fugees Remix) » Cypress Hill - Busted in the Hood » Cypress Hill - when the shit goes down \| текст песни и табы (аккорды) для бас гитары и Mp3 » Cypress Hill - Rap Superstar » Cypress Hill - Real Thing » Cypress Hill - No Rest For the Wicked Рекомендуем скачать: » Гладков Георгий - Дуэт Рикардо и Федерико » Геннадий Васильев - Мой телефон молчит, как сука... » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Про зерна, факел и песок » Глюк`oza - Пипец » Геннадий Жуков - Письма из города. Трапеза » Геннадий Жуков - Письма из города. Часы » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Обосраться и не жить » Гости из Будущего - Зима в сердце » Геннадий Жаров - Не откреститься, не забыть » Геннадий Жаров - Ты знай » Геннадий Васильев - Музей архитектуры и быта под открытым небом в Киеве » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Солдатами не рождаются » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Я плюю на ваши дела » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Новая патриотическая » Геннадий Жуков - Он так смешно говорит, бродяга... » Геннадий Васильев - Песня про кота, который не умел говорить, или Профсоюзная песенка о неизбежности диктатуры пролетари » Григорий Дикштейн - Новогодняя » Группа риска - Ля шансон » Голицына Катерина - Если ты меня не дождёшься » Глюк`oza - Снег идёт
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