Текст (слова) песни: Drunken Master f Busta Rhymes, Mad Skill - Drunkenstyle

[Record Scratch]

[Busta Rhymes]
"Yeah, yeah- Drukenstyle `99- Busta Rhymes- I smoke blunts though, but I
get drunk with the Drunkenstyle `99 shit- Flipmode Squad, check it out."

Ayyo, extreme force of course- Time to floss
straight to The Source- Nigga, ya lost- Who be the boss?
Busta Rhymes, nigga, ya soft- Makin` ya cough,
turnin` ya ass off- Bounce to my loft, let me show off
more shit niggas can`t fuck wit`- The raw hit
Split your dome quick- Bitches lust my ice bracelet
Quick, baby, recite it- Ya like it
*Fucked* you in the right place with my night stick
I be the S-500, V-8, drop suspension,
customized twenty inch rim, chip inside the fuel injection
Pay attention to this lesson before I mention
Experience the Flipmode lyrical apprehension
I`m in the zone, hang up the cell phone
Rock stupid ice- Bitch started romancin` my stones
More style I`ve ever shown, holdin` my own
Don`t let me catch you alone `fore I hit you wit` the full blown!
Bust Rhymes like that, kick you in your back
Mothafucka, it`s goin` down like that
Drunkenstyle `99 shit

(Whistle blowing)

Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo- Ayyo
Ayyo- Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo- Ayyo
Ayyo- Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo- Ayyo
Ayyo, Drunkenstyle `99

Ayyo, one million and one times
We floss, fuck wit` these bitches wit` money on my mind
Rock coyote furs, displayin` Frank Mueller watches
Get in the waistline, the nozzle way down in my crotches
Open the jewelery boxes- Select ice wit` such a shine
Look at the sky, see little movin` color blotches
Supreme niggas, controllin` the scene niggas
Your crew funny-lookin` like Mr- Bean, nigga!
Bitch slap a bitch nigga, fall on the ground
and you apply- We identified what your little bitch sound
Ehhh! Ehhh! Niggas is cryin` like a faggot`s ass beaten
We catch pics and wild wit` they money for the weekend
Raise the stakes, my nigga, fuck the contemplatin`
Who be regulatin` shit, we controllin` the situation
Take your paper and bounce, niggas ain`t sayin` nothin`
Then I stop, stare in ya face and dare ya to say somethin`
Busta Rhymes, Flipmode Squad,
straight smokin` blunts consistantly
Drunkenstyle `99 shit, Flipmode Squad,
authentic street corner hip-hop, nigga
But the problem is Extinction Level Event shit
Bouncin` like satellites in orbit
Stay seein` all you funny-ass niggas at every-ass angle
Mothafucka, tryin` to move like you creepin` up on somethin`

Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo- Ayyo
Ayyo- Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo- Ayyo
Ayyo- Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo- Ayyo
Ayyo, Drunkenstyle `99
Ayyo- Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo- Ayyo
Ayyo- Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo- Ayyo
Ayyo- Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo- Ayyo
Ayyo, Drunkenstyle `99
[Mad Skillz on a telephone]
"Yo, this Mad Skillz, you-know-what-I`m-sayin`? When I ain`t endin` out
end M.C.`s careers real quick, I`m checkin` out my man Drunken Master,
you-know-what-I`m-sayin`? You know how we get down
And if you don`t know we don`t speak,
so watch you favorite beacon freak when my shit hits the streets
I`m unslept on like pissy sheets
I got lines and rhymes that raise minds like Einstein out his sleep
Fuck a heat- Nigga, I`m MC squared
Rhyme style rare and I`ll choke yo` ass like E in Hair
Not to be compared to you or that nigga over there
I`ma evacuate more rapid then a prison bomb scare- Aiiight?
Ya betta open up ya eyes and peep the real before I jump out this joint."

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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 Busta Rhymes, Mad Skill - Drunkenstyle [Record Scratch] [Busta Rhymes] "Yeah, yeah- Drukenstyle `99- Busta Rhymes- I smoke blunts though, but I get drunk with the Drunkenstyle `99 shit- Flipmode Squad, check it out." Ayyo, extreme force of course- Time to floss straight to The Source- Nigga, ya lost- Who be the boss? Busta Rhymes, nigga, ya soft- Makin` ya cough, turnin` ya ass off- Bounce to my loft, let me show off more shit niggas can`t fuck wit`- The raw hit Split your dome quick- Bitches lust my ice bracelet Quick, baby, recite it- Ya like it Fucked you in the right place with my night stick I be the S-500, V-8, drop suspension, customized twenty inch rim, chip inside the fuel injection Pay attention to this lesson before I mention Experience the Flipmode lyrical apprehension I`m in the zone, hang up the cell phone Rock stupid ice- Bitch started romancin` my stones More style I`ve ever shown, holdin` my own Don`t let me catch you alone `fore I hit you wit` the full blown! Bust Rhymes like that, kick you in your back Mothafucka, it`s goin` down like that Drunkenstyle `99 shit (Whistle blowing) Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo- Ayyo Ayyo- Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo- Ayyo Ayyo- Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo- Ayyo Ayyo, Drunkenstyle `99 Ayyo, one million and one times We floss, fuck wit` these bitches wit` money on my mind Rock coyote furs, displayin` Frank Mueller watches Get in the waistline, the nozzle way down in my crotches Open the jewelery boxes- Select ice wit` such a shine Look at the sky, see little movin` color blotches Supreme niggas, controllin` the scene niggas Your crew funny-lookin` like Mr- Bean, nigga! Bitch slap a bitch nigga, fall on the ground and you apply- We identified what your little bitch sound Ehhh! Ehhh! Niggas is cryin` like a faggot`s ass beaten We catch pics and wild wit` they money for the weekend Raise the stakes, my nigga, fuck the contemplatin` Who be regulatin` shit, we controllin` the situation Take your paper and bounce, niggas ain`t sayin` nothin` Then I stop, stare in ya face and dare ya to say somethin` Busta Rhymes, Flipmode Squad, straight smokin` blunts consistantly Drunkenstyle `99 shit, Flipmode Squad, authentic street corner hip-hop, nigga But the problem is Extinction Level Event shit Bouncin` like satellites in orbit Stay seein` all you funny-ass niggas at every-ass angle Mothafucka, tryin` to move like you creepin` up on somethin` Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo- Ayyo Ayyo- Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo- Ayyo Ayyo- Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo- Ayyo Ayyo, Drunkenstyle `99 Ayyo- Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo- Ayyo Ayyo- Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo- Ayyo Ayyo- Ayyo, ayyo, ayyo- Ayyo Ayyo, Drunkenstyle `99 [Mad Skillz on a telephone] "Yo, this Mad Skillz, you-know-what-I`m-sayin`? When I ain`t endin` out end M.C.`s careers real quick, I`m checkin` out my man Drunken Master, you-know-what-I`m-sayin`? You know how we get down And if you don`t know we don`t speak, so watch you favorite beacon freak when my shit hits the streets I`m unslept on like pissy sheets I got lines and rhymes that raise minds like Einstein out his sleep Fuck a heat- Nigga, I`m MC squared Rhyme style rare and I`ll choke yo` ass like E in Hair Not to be compared to you or that nigga over there I`ma evacuate more rapid then a prison bomb scare- Aiiight? Ya betta open up ya eyes and peep the real before I jump out this joint." Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Drunkenstyle: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/12022.html Все тексты песен: Drunken Master f Busta Rhymes, Mad Skill » Drunken Master f Busta Rhymes, Mad Skill - Drunkenstyle » Drunken Master f Busta Rhymes, Mad Skill - Busta Rhymes Freestyle Рекомендуем скачать: » Дмитрий Бочеко - Только в кругу друзей... » Дельфин - Она » Дюмин Александр - Люберцы » ДДТ - Ты не один » Давид Тухманов - Грибной дождь » Дети Пикассо - Душечка » ДДТ, Юрий Шевчук - Три черных кошки » Дюна - Мечта » Диана Гурцкая - Ты здесь » Дина Баймухаметова - Бреду в бреду по тонкой мостовой... » Дмитрий Кимельфельд, Валерий Сергеев - Белые дожди » Дмитрий Маликов - Птицелов » Доктор Ватсон - Песня о любви » Денис Голубицкий - З Різдвом Христовим! » Дмитрий Авилов - Одиночество » Дмитрий Шульпов - Монолог к другу » Дюмин Александр - Тверь » Девочки - Я хочу быть птичкой » Дмитрий Звонкин - Грандиозные планы I » Динамит - Куда уж лучше
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