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

Intro/chorus:

Yo its the host wit da most, kid

Comin from the east coast

Yo its the host wit da most, kid

Comin from the east coast

Yeah its the host wit da most, kid

Comin from the east coast

Word bond, its the host wit da most, kid

Yeah comin from the east coast

Verse 1: dray

Well Im suprised, open your eyes because its me, g

I mention I sling the slang wit me and my man just like its a frisbee

Ya flimsy, my thinga-majig is the illest, I throw it like willis

Heiman, when Im rhymin Im makin the papes 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 Im silver, Im makin the papes when I kicks

The [shit] thatll 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, its krazy

Im swingin my dukes of hazard just like ? ? ? ? on daisy

Im swayze

Chorus

Verse 2: books

Aiyo well heres the story, niggas is sleepin, nighty nighty

Lord almighty, Im bringin it live g, see I be

Flippin and rippin a tongue but some niggas dont seems to digs me

So I switch, b, like billy bigsby cos Im 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, whos that? guess what? my crews back

Rippin the hip-hop, penelope pitstop

Doin the bitin, the shit I be writin, youre givin me rabies

They oughta be usin my terms for sperm and makin babies

Hey ladies, I know my a-bs, Im makin cds

I heard you was eatin your spinach boy, you better be eatin your weeties

Comprendo, so let your friends know Im losin my noodle

Cos when it be time to doodle, I lose my scruples, ask my pupils

Im 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, dont look any further g, see he here is

Still mic checkin [shit], still dead serious

Hello there, I didnt go nowhere, whatup with the static g?

I be damagin niggas fronts like them creases in your cavity

For real though, jumpin jallopys, Im rougher than hockey

I drop these bumpy cos my style is knock-kneed

So me and my-a, Im 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 cant g

Will agains, Im gettin elegant with the skill again

It dont mean a thang if I aint got my philly, kid

Chorus (x2)

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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: Das Efx - Host Wit Da Most Intro/chorus: Yo its the host wit da most, kid Comin from the east coast Yo its the host wit da most, kid Comin from the east coast Yeah its the host wit da most, kid Comin from the east coast Word bond, its the host wit da most, kid Yeah comin from the east coast Verse 1: dray Well Im suprised, open your eyes because its me, g I mention I sling the slang wit me and my man just like its a frisbee Ya flimsy, my thinga-majig is the illest, I throw it like willis Heiman, when Im rhymin Im makin the papes 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 Im silver, Im makin the papes when I kicks The [shit] thatll 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, its krazy Im swingin my dukes of hazard just like ? ? ? ? on daisy Im swayze Chorus Verse 2: books Aiyo well heres the story, niggas is sleepin, nighty nighty Lord almighty, Im bringin it live g, see I be Flippin and rippin a tongue but some niggas dont seems to digs me So I switch, b, like billy bigsby cos Im 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, whos that? guess what? my crews back Rippin the hip-hop, penelope pitstop Doin the bitin, the shit I be writin, youre givin me rabies They oughta be usin my terms for sperm and makin babies Hey ladies, I know my a-bs, Im makin cds I heard you was eatin your spinach boy, you better be eatin your weeties Comprendo, so let your friends know Im losin my noodle Cos when it be time to doodle, I lose my scruples, ask my pupils Im 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, dont look any further g, see he here is Still mic checkin [shit], still dead serious Hello there, I didnt go nowhere, whatup with the static g? I be damagin niggas fronts like them creases in your cavity For real though, jumpin jallopys, Im rougher than hockey I drop these bumpy cos my style is knock-kneed So me and my-a, Im 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 cant g Will agains, Im gettin elegant with the skill again It dont mean a thang if I aint got my philly, kid Chorus (x2) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Host Wit Da Most: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/15205.html Все тексты песен: Das Efx » Das Efx - Make Noise » Das Efx - Hardcore Rap Act » Das Efx - Brooklyn To T Neck » Das Efx - Brooklyn To T-Neck » Das Efx - Microphone Master » Das Efx - Somebody Told Me » Das Efx - Here It Is » Das Efx - Straight Out The Sewer » Das Efx - Can`t Have Nuttin` » Das Efx - No Diggedy » Das Efx - New Stuff » Das Efx - Somebody Told Me » Das Efx - Host Wit Da Most (Rappaz Remix) » Das Efx - Take It Back » Das Efx - Shine » Das Efx - Knockin` niggaz Off » Das Efx - Check it Out » Das Efx - Jussummen » Das Efx - Change (Cd Only) » Das Efx - Straight Out The Sewer Рекомендуем скачать: » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Так далеко » Григорий Данской - Лыжник » Григорий Дикштейн - Молитва » Глеб Агафонов - Прощание с горами » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Корона » Гости из Будущего - Кто сказал » Геннадий Жуков - Эрот и Эрато » Гиви Чрелашвили - Геометрия кривых линий » Григорий Дикштейн - Небезгрешно, дружище, желанье запретного плода... » Григорий Лепс - Первый День Рождения » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Двоится в глазах » Гости из Будущего - Так отважно » Григорий Бронштейн - За синею рекой... » Григорий Дикштейн - Если косы дождей целый век расплетает и вертит... » Голубые береты - Совесть » Георгий Васильев - Альма-матерь » Георгий Дубенецкий - А нам с тобой твердят опять... » Гиви Чрелашвили - Кони » Григорий Данской - Раскисшие от влаги над городской истомой... » Гости из Будущего - Люби меня по-французски
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