Текст (слова) песни: D to the S - Dissing These Fools

You could suck a dick with ya lip
but that still don`t make your mouth.. Wiiide enough
or big enough to dis
the shit done got me piss
some nga from New Jersey, the T-neck
wont give us our respect
so watch me wreck and eject
that Naughty by Nature shit from my tape deck
I hate Treach, watch a nga from the ILL state flex
and break necks of those emcees
that wouldn`t notice notice me
claim to give me my props
but standing on the video with Jodeci
didn`t know you the beat down?
you had to lose to R&B sound
dissin the T-O-X I cease town
you catch a beat down, he found
police protection
but I burn em like an STD erection
or a yeast infection
hit em when he`s least expectin
he`ll be correctin every word
as my feet meet his rectum
and now he`s crying `boo-hoo`
as I manifest like the Guru
got the half the NY soundin wack as you do
I dont think you knew the consequence
when you come against, ngas with lyrical dominance
use some common sense,
or I`ma pinch more than a inch
from your gut when I buck a shot
ya sweet like buttascotch
call my city wack, but it`s not
another sucka got dropped
cause he wouldn`t give me my fuckin props
***
2....
if Treach is a quest to test us
he`ll feel the hollow point through the breast of
his vest thrust and make his chest bust
I`m unimpressed, thus, with his best cuts
he just addressed us, because he`s all on ngas out west nuts
I guess guts compensate for the skill he lacks
while he makes silly tracks,
I make thick cuts like hemophillacs
he really acts hard sportin Master locks
but I bet the Ghetto Bastard jocks when you pass the glock
and if his ass could box, why the chainsaw?
all these gimmicks is the main flaw - I came raw
while he sings about a kitty cat, so fuck that shit he spat
my city`s phat, it`s a pity that the nga won`t admit hes wack
where`s his titties at, cause that`s what bitches grow
fuck a flow, to his girl I throw a vicious blow, so the stiches show
so let these bitches know CHI being wack aint the fucking taste
duck in haste, cause I might spit right in your fucking face
***
3...
they say a chain is only as strong as its weakest link
and you`re just that, so fuck what some Naughty ngas think
yo, tell me what`s on your mind callin my city wack?
you must`ve robbed the dope man and smoked a fifty sack
of that crack, you need a fix, son
why smoke a glass dick when you could suck a big ass dick like this one?
cause when I come I`m cumming on your face
ya lyricals aint flowin and on top of that your tracks aint got no bass
I can`t stand when muthafuckas try to test my shit
unless I hit with em face to face and he`ll see how fresh I get
I admit I should`ve took time to hear him out,
but why when I go to a party of emcees and clear em out
you hear about dozen Treach`s kick that same old shit
I dont think they tangle with
a nga that`ll chop a ngas head off
is how I let off some steam
get it off my chest,
but give that a punk a bandage for his wounded chest

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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: D to the S - Dissing These Fools You could suck a dick with ya lip but that still don`t make your mouth.. Wiiide enough or big enough to dis the shit done got me piss some nga from New Jersey, the T-neck wont give us our respect so watch me wreck and eject that Naughty by Nature shit from my tape deck I hate Treach, watch a nga from the ILL state flex and break necks of those emcees that wouldn`t notice notice me claim to give me my props but standing on the video with Jodeci didn`t know you the beat down? you had to lose to R&B sound dissin the T-O-X I cease town you catch a beat down, he found police protection but I burn em like an STD erection or a yeast infection hit em when he`s least expectin he`ll be correctin every word as my feet meet his rectum and now he`s crying `boo-hoo` as I manifest like the Guru got the half the NY soundin wack as you do I dont think you knew the consequence when you come against, ngas with lyrical dominance use some common sense, or I`ma pinch more than a inch from your gut when I buck a shot ya sweet like buttascotch call my city wack, but it`s not another sucka got dropped cause he wouldn`t give me my fuckin props * 2.... if Treach is a quest to test us he`ll feel the hollow point through the breast of his vest thrust and make his chest bust I`m unimpressed, thus, with his best cuts he just addressed us, because he`s all on ngas out west nuts I guess guts compensate for the skill he lacks while he makes silly tracks, I make thick cuts like hemophillacs he really acts hard sportin Master locks but I bet the Ghetto Bastard jocks when you pass the glock and if his ass could box, why the chainsaw? all these gimmicks is the main flaw - I came raw while he sings about a kitty cat, so fuck that shit he spat my city`s phat, it`s a pity that the nga won`t admit hes wack where`s his titties at, cause that`s what bitches grow fuck a flow, to his girl I throw a vicious blow, so the stiches show so let these bitches know CHI being wack aint the fucking taste duck in haste, cause I might spit right in your fucking face * 3... they say a chain is only as strong as its weakest link and you`re just that, so fuck what some Naughty ngas think yo, tell me what`s on your mind callin my city wack? you must`ve robbed the dope man and smoked a fifty sack of that crack, you need a fix, son why smoke a glass dick when you could suck a big ass dick like this one? cause when I come I`m cumming on your face ya lyricals aint flowin and on top of that your tracks aint got no bass I can`t stand when muthafuckas try to test my shit unless I hit with em face to face and he`ll see how fresh I get I admit I should`ve took time to hear him out, but why when I go to a party of emcees and clear em out you hear about dozen Treach`s kick that same old shit I dont think they tangle with a nga that`ll chop a ngas head off is how I let off some steam get it off my chest, but give that a punk a bandage for his wounded chest Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Dissing These Fools: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/13454.html Все тексты песен: D to the S » D to the S - Dissing These Fools Рекомендуем скачать: » Р”РјРёС‚СЂРёР№ Р‘РёР»Р°РЅ - РљР°Рє РҐРѕС‚РµР» РЇ » РљР°Р±СЂРёРѕР»РµС‚ - Р РѕР·Р° Р‘РµР»Р°СЏ » Р’РёРєС‚РѕСЂРёСЏ Р”Р°Р№РЅРµРєРѕ - РЎР°РјС‹Р№ Р›СЋР±РёРјС‹Р№ (СЃ Р–Р°СЃРјРёРЅ) » Разные люди, Чернецкий - Бардак » РЎРѕРіРґРёР°РЅР° - Р›СЋР±РѕРІСЊ Р–РёРІР° » Раиса Нурмухаметова - О, здравствуй, мужчина, потомок Адама... » Руслана - Коломийка » Рефлекс, Reflex - Сделай шаг! » Руслан Масюков (Фабрика звезд-5) - Fragile » Р’РёРєС‚РѕСЂРёСЏ Р”Р°Р№РЅРµРєРѕ - РЇ РџСЂРѕСЃС‚Рѕ РЎСЂР°Р·Сѓ РћС‚ РўРµР±СЏ РЈР№РґСѓ » РќР°РґРµР¶РґР° РљР°РґС‹С?РµРІР° - РћР№, РџСЂРё Р›СѓР¶РєСѓ, РџСЂРё Р›СѓР¶РєРµ » Р”РјРёС‚СЂРёР№ Р‘РёР»Р°РЅ - Р›РёСЃС‚СЊСЏ РџСЂР°Р·РґРЅРёС‡РЅС‹С… РљР»С‘РЅРѕРІ » Руслан Шмаков - Вот еще одна зима... » Рада и Терновник - Убеленный известкою дом » Раиса Абельская - Марина » Рената Олевская - Берёзка » Р“РѕСЂРѕРґ 312 - Р¤РѕРЅР°СЂРё » Радиокафе - Ты всегда со мной » Розенбаум Александр - РАЗГОВОР В ГОСТИНИЦЕ » Руки Вверх! - Здравствуй, это я!
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