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Текст (слова) песни: Das Efx - Host Wit Da Most

Intro/Chorus:
Yo it`s the host wit da most kid
Comin from the East Coast
Yo it`s the host wit da most kid
Comin from the East Coast
Yeah it`s the host wit da most kid
Comin from the East Coast
Word bond it`s the host wit da most kid
Yeah comin from the East Coast
Verse 1: Dray
Well I`m suprised open your eyes because it`s me G
I mention I sling the slang wit me and my man just like it`s a frisbee
Ya flimsy, my thinga-majig is the illest, I throw it like Willis
Heiman, when I`m rhymin I`m makin the pape`s like Simon
says ta, my stick it ta master, I still be the best-a
I figgity [fuck] the flame but in the sun, now time for Esther
So hi-ho I`m Silver, I`m makin the pape`s when I kicks
the [shit] that`ll make you muck when I lose his fleas, lice and his
ticks
For the chicks, I be on my good foot, you get that ass kicked
So yibbida yabber yoozy, [fuck] that floozy Suzy Chapstick
So here boy, here boy, come get some, it`s Krazy
I`m swingin my Dukes of Hazard just like ???? on Daisy
I`m swayze
Chorus
Verse 2: Books
Aiyo well here`s the story, niggas is sleepin, nighty nighty
Lord almighty, I`m bringin it live G, see I be
flippin and rippin a tongue but some niggas don`t seems to digs me
so I switch, B, like Billy Bigsby cos I`m the [shit], G
U hoo Dixie, they dribblin in they Timberlands
I criminal mix styles, oh I flow like adrenaline
Yikes man, the nigga is nice man so thinkin I lost it
but I be icin crews wit the flakes til they frosted
So hip hip hooray, wantin me while I do a
new way to school a new jay, you say
"Holy Shamrocks, the man rocks with no beef or ham hocks"
Oh yes-in, send the rest in, peace to grandpops
Chorus
Verse 3: Dray
Well um, knock knock, who`s that? Guess what? My crew`s back
rippin the hip-hop, Penelope pitstop
Doin the bitin, the shit I be writin, you`re givin me rabies
They oughta be usin my terms for sperm and makin babies
Hey ladies, I know my A-B`s, I`m makin CD`s
I heard you was eatin your spinach boy, you better be eatin your
Weeties
Comprendo, so let your friends know I`m losin my noodle
cos when it be time to doodle, I lose my scruples, ask my pupils
I`m the slippery slang slipper, quick to clip a QB
Shooby dooby dooby, I do that new G
So you be Kool & The Gang and I puts my slang in
Hangin loosely, oh yes G, niggas be wantin to test me
Chorus
Verse 4: Books
Hear ye, hear ye, don`t look any further G, see he here is
Still mic checkin [shit], still Dead Serious
Hello there, I didn`t go nowhere, whatup with the static G?
I be damagin niggas` fronts like them creases in your cavity
For real though, jumpin jallopy`s, I`m rougher than hockey
I drop these bumpy cos my style is knock-kneed
So me and my-a, I`m flyer than the witches sweeper
Jeepers, keep ya jump, jump into it like Aretha
I Boogie Bang bang the thang like a cramp style slant
Niggas be tryin to hang but they can`t G
Will agains, I`m gettin elegant with the skill again
It don`t mean a thang if I ain`t got my philly, kid
Chorus (x2)

 

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