Текст (слова) песни: Drunken Master f Kurupt - Drunkenstyle

[Kurupt
Drunken Master]
"Yo, I`ma do this like as if my mothafuckin` homeboy Rakim
was standin` right in fromt of me right now- Y`knaw-I-mean?"
"Drunken Master"
"Our freestyle`s like, you know,
wit` a big, fat blunt in my hand
and some beer in my other hand"

G`d up, nigga- O.G.
Yeah, nigga- G`d up, nigga- O.G.
Drunken Master
G`d up, nigga- O.G.
Dogg Pound
Yeah, check it- Check it
Put it on

I could flip a style- Break `em down, flip a brick a mile
Let `em know I leave bodies in piles
Too versitile, I could even blurry the clouds
and makin` all visions blurry- Everybody worry like
`Oh, no! He`s bustin`!` Then I bust in the flurries
And they don`t know about me, homeboy, and observe
Get all served on the top of the curve and break `em down
all the time, tryin` to bust a rhyme
You just a bitch by nature, snitch and I hate `cha
Break `em down all the time, I`m the earthquaker
Bring somethin` to the door you never saw before
like a 44 sawed-off in my Impala
My homeboy`s about to pop two in your collas
Lay these niggas down, homeboy, make `em holla
You don`t know about a gangsta, homey
Comin` through, just a pranksta, homey
Flip it up, get it right- Ignite mics,
twice as nice, cold as ice- Oh, so precise
It be Kurupt, youg Gotti- Headlinin`,
break `em down in the potty- Can`t nobody
do it like me, homey, and I know it
Fuck wit` me, nigga, I`m the Poltergeist Poet
When it comes to styles, I got `em by the dozens;
just ask my momma, my fatha and my cousins
They`ll tell ya the same- Know `em by name
Run through then spit flame
Homeboys, I hit `cha dead on your terrain
They don`t wanna fuck around,
they don`t got enough money to challenge my campaign
These rhymes, make `em flow like champagne
Drive `em down all the time then never, ever remain
Substain, substanstula, Dracula,
break `em down Blackula, tarantula.
You don`t know about styles, homey
I make `em backflip, attack shit, I rap shit
Free shit, M.C.`s don`t know I come through and speed shit
You know, fuckin` blaze-the-weed shit
You just a bitch, homey- You just a bitch
Bustin` a rhyme, you just a bitch!
Bitches is all I know `cause that`s all I see
when I look at your camp, claimin` that you amped
Homeboys get vamped and silent
I bring it all, homeboy, violence
They don`t know about me, don`t make me get violent
`cause I make you leave the whole place in silence- It`s silent
Huh, yeah, yeah
Wh-what-wh-what!
Yeah, yeah

"Check it out"
"Let me take a toke"
"Yeah, yeah, let`s blaze this weed,
you-know-what-I`m-sayin`? Drunken Master and Kurupt!"

[Drunken Master]
Pop the champagne, blaze the weed
Professional Chedda Chasers got what `chu need
Ya don`t stop, uh,
ya don`t quit
Pop the champagne, blaze the weed
Professional Chedda Chasers got what `chu need
Ya don`t stop...

[Instrumental switches to "It Ain`t My Fault"`s instrumental]

[Kurupt]
"For my niggas down in the South, Atlanta
Check it out"

I heard you had somethin` that I want
I heard you was in the back, I was in the front
So what I`m gonna do besides switch up
and get `em in the side- See `em, make `em bitch up
Punk, you don`t know me, nigga
I heard you talkin` before, know you walkin` for
the side like you `bout to escape but I`m `bout to make
sure this whole place is draped in yellow tape, homey
And I want the money first- Get `em right,
disperse one rhyme, hit `em wit` one verse, nigga

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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: Drunken Master f Kurupt - Drunkenstyle [Kurupt Drunken Master] "Yo, I`ma do this like as if my mothafuckin` homeboy Rakim was standin` right in fromt of me right now- Y`knaw-I-mean?" "Drunken Master" "Our freestyle`s like, you know, wit` a big, fat blunt in my hand and some beer in my other hand" G`d up, nigga- O.G. Yeah, nigga- G`d up, nigga- O.G. Drunken Master G`d up, nigga- O.G. Dogg Pound Yeah, check it- Check it Put it on I could flip a style- Break `em down, flip a brick a mile Let `em know I leave bodies in piles Too versitile, I could even blurry the clouds and makin` all visions blurry- Everybody worry like `Oh, no! He`s bustin`!` Then I bust in the flurries And they don`t know about me, homeboy, and observe Get all served on the top of the curve and break `em down all the time, tryin` to bust a rhyme You just a bitch by nature, snitch and I hate `cha Break `em down all the time, I`m the earthquaker Bring somethin` to the door you never saw before like a 44 sawed-off in my Impala My homeboy`s about to pop two in your collas Lay these niggas down, homeboy, make `em holla You don`t know about a gangsta, homey Comin` through, just a pranksta, homey Flip it up, get it right- Ignite mics, twice as nice, cold as ice- Oh, so precise It be Kurupt, youg Gotti- Headlinin`, break `em down in the potty- Can`t nobody do it like me, homey, and I know it Fuck wit` me, nigga, I`m the Poltergeist Poet When it comes to styles, I got `em by the dozens; just ask my momma, my fatha and my cousins They`ll tell ya the same- Know `em by name Run through then spit flame Homeboys, I hit `cha dead on your terrain They don`t wanna fuck around, they don`t got enough money to challenge my campaign These rhymes, make `em flow like champagne Drive `em down all the time then never, ever remain Substain, substanstula, Dracula, break `em down Blackula, tarantula. You don`t know about styles, homey I make `em backflip, attack shit, I rap shit Free shit, M.C.`s don`t know I come through and speed shit You know, fuckin` blaze-the-weed shit You just a bitch, homey- You just a bitch Bustin` a rhyme, you just a bitch! Bitches is all I know `cause that`s all I see when I look at your camp, claimin` that you amped Homeboys get vamped and silent I bring it all, homeboy, violence They don`t know about me, don`t make me get violent `cause I make you leave the whole place in silence- It`s silent Huh, yeah, yeah Wh-what-wh-what! Yeah, yeah "Check it out" "Let me take a toke" "Yeah, yeah, let`s blaze this weed, you-know-what-I`m-sayin`? Drunken Master and Kurupt!" [Drunken Master] Pop the champagne, blaze the weed Professional Chedda Chasers got what `chu need Ya don`t stop, uh, ya don`t quit Pop the champagne, blaze the weed Professional Chedda Chasers got what `chu need Ya don`t stop... [Instrumental switches to "It Ain`t My Fault"`s instrumental] [Kurupt] "For my niggas down in the South, Atlanta Check it out" I heard you had somethin` that I want I heard you was in the back, I was in the front So what I`m gonna do besides switch up and get `em in the side- See `em, make `em bitch up Punk, you don`t know me, nigga I heard you talkin` before, know you walkin` for the side like you `bout to escape but I`m `bout to make sure this whole place is draped in yellow tape, homey And I want the money first- Get `em right, disperse one rhyme, hit `em wit` one verse, nigga Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Drunkenstyle: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/12010.html Все тексты песен: Drunken Master f Kurupt » Drunken Master f Kurupt - Kurupt Freestyle » Drunken Master f Kurupt - It`s All Your Fault » Drunken Master f Kurupt - Drunkenstyle Рекомендуем скачать: » с аккордами Визбор Юрий - Если я заболею » с аккордами Сплин - Частушки » Стрелки - Я тебя ниикому не отдам » София Ротару - Караван любви » с аккордами Евгений Крылатов - Кто на новенького » с аккордами Зимовье Зверей - Колыбельная » с аккордами Фидошные песни - Мастдайка » с аккордами Александр Непомнящий - Конец русского рок-н-ролла » с аккордами Воскресенье, Константин Никольский - Когда поймешь умом » с аккордами Машина Времени - Посвящается 15-летию МВ » с аккордами Легион - Девятнадцать лет » с аккордами Сплин - Коктейли тpетьей миpовой » Сергей Шермецинский - К маю » с аккордами Агата Кристи - Навеселе » с аккордами Аквариум, Борис Гребенщиков - Яблочные дни » с аккордами Машина Времени - Hо за то мой друг лучше всех играет блюз » София Ротару - Весна, что нас свела с ума » с аккордами Вера Матвеева - Поздравление с весной » София Ротару - Темп » Светлана Волкова - Я ухожу...
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