Текст (слова) песни: Def Squad - Fat Gold Chain

[erick onasis]

Whoo! uhh, ah ah, ayahhh, ahh ahh ahh

And you dont stop, ahh ahh, word is bond, word is bond

Now introducin the sound from the ghetto

E double and too $hort, what the fuck you thought?

I come with the ruckus, its my thing when I swing

Im born to mack, always strapped, with the black gat

Who out there I swear boy wanna get touched

Roll up, and catch a slug to the chest, so duck

I talk the talk, walk the walk, now nigga

Five hundred s drivin with hand on trigger

Crazy lestat, check my track record

Everything I touch is gold since eighteen years old

So what that mean? I rolled the blunt

And puff the indo smoke in it, I trip in a minute

Crazy holy doctor holdin me cuz I be rockin b

Sewin up like monopoly, nobodys stoppin me

Dig it, funkdafied like brat, hows that?

I stick and move on tracks while I smoke a twenty sack

Who said the e cant rock? thats bullshit

Suck my dick and get a big fat lick of my balls

You wanna brawl? punk I thought not

You might get beat down and stomped like sasquatch

Your girl, like keith sweat, I wanna fuck her

Psych, I already stuck her

Huh, I got rhymes to make your whole head swell up

Heres an icepack - homeboy shut the hell up

I rock the mic with too $hort, yall niggaz know whats happenin

Everything he touch goes platinum

Eyeeaaaah!

[too $hort]

I made a half a million in a week

And every nigga on the street got a tape playin me

You cant believe it? erick sermon, rollin with $hort

Rolled from california all the way to new york

In big benzes, g hooked it up

Now we trying to squash all that east/west stuff

We spent years in the studio makin funky tracks

Signed a bunch of niggaz with some tight ass raps

Its like father dom, its like keith murray

Makin millionaires but it aint no hurry

Cause we all in it for the long run

I wont leave the studio until a songs done

And aint nuthin really hard about gettin my cash

A big fat house with a million stashed

You other niggaz got this rap game distorted

Givin dats to the label, straight gettin shorted

Claim you gettin paid, but I cant tell

You keep rappin in my ear and got me mad as hell

You talk a good game but I dont believe in you

You smoked a lotta blunts but I got mo weed than you

I guess I see you on the charts in the meanwhile

Another face in the crowd bustin freestyles

Wishin you could be in the light

Promoters pay me ten gs just to breathe on the mic

Bitch! $hort dawg puttin it down with the e double

[erick onasis]

Shhhhh! you remind me of my fat gold chain

Some of yall are just small change

Be a boss with true true game

Yeah yeah

Dig this yall, my music is dangerous

Atomic dog, coming through the smog with $hort dawg

Ahhh! quick with the trig jack be nimble

I shoot like g mob goes liftin through my window

Chik chik pow! how you like me now?

The man in the mirror it dont get no clearer

$hort dawg, the e double, and breed we roll thick

Like girls in c.a.u. with the good power-u

Owww! money is the key to fame

So I can live it up with the girls on soul train

The impact, major league dough like dave justice

Yo breed, $hort dawg, show em how we bust this

[too $hort]

Like some true pioneers, dont forget it some nigga

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» Def Squad - The Game
» Def Squad - Countdown
» Def Squad - Can You Dig It
» Def Squad - Focus
» Def Squad - I Do em
» Def Squad - No Guest List
» Def Squad - Y Not
» Def Squad - No Guest List
» Def Squad - Yall Niggas Aint Ready
» Def Squad - Rhymin Wit Biz
» Def Squad - You Do I Do
» Def Squad - Hostility
» Def Squad - Check N` Me Out
» Def Squad - Rhymin Wit Biz
» Def Squad - Y`all Niggas Ain`t Ready
» Def Squad - I Do `Em
» Def Squad - You Do, I Do
» Def Squad - Say Word
» Def Squad - Check N Me Out


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: Def Squad - Fat Gold Chain [erick onasis] Whoo! uhh, ah ah, ayahhh, ahh ahh ahh And you dont stop, ahh ahh, word is bond, word is bond Now introducin the sound from the ghetto E double and too $hort, what the fuck you thought? I come with the ruckus, its my thing when I swing Im born to mack, always strapped, with the black gat Who out there I swear boy wanna get touched Roll up, and catch a slug to the chest, so duck I talk the talk, walk the walk, now nigga Five hundred s drivin with hand on trigger Crazy lestat, check my track record Everything I touch is gold since eighteen years old So what that mean? I rolled the blunt And puff the indo smoke in it, I trip in a minute Crazy holy doctor holdin me cuz I be rockin b Sewin up like monopoly, nobodys stoppin me Dig it, funkdafied like brat, hows that? I stick and move on tracks while I smoke a twenty sack Who said the e cant rock? thats bullshit Suck my dick and get a big fat lick of my balls You wanna brawl? punk I thought not You might get beat down and stomped like sasquatch Your girl, like keith sweat, I wanna fuck her Psych, I already stuck her Huh, I got rhymes to make your whole head swell up Heres an icepack - homeboy shut the hell up I rock the mic with too $hort, yall niggaz know whats happenin Everything he touch goes platinum Eyeeaaaah! [too $hort] I made a half a million in a week And every nigga on the street got a tape playin me You cant believe it? erick sermon, rollin with $hort Rolled from california all the way to new york In big benzes, g hooked it up Now we trying to squash all that east/west stuff We spent years in the studio makin funky tracks Signed a bunch of niggaz with some tight ass raps Its like father dom, its like keith murray Makin millionaires but it aint no hurry Cause we all in it for the long run I wont leave the studio until a songs done And aint nuthin really hard about gettin my cash A big fat house with a million stashed You other niggaz got this rap game distorted Givin dats to the label, straight gettin shorted Claim you gettin paid, but I cant tell You keep rappin in my ear and got me mad as hell You talk a good game but I dont believe in you You smoked a lotta blunts but I got mo weed than you I guess I see you on the charts in the meanwhile Another face in the crowd bustin freestyles Wishin you could be in the light Promoters pay me ten gs just to breathe on the mic Bitch! $hort dawg puttin it down with the e double [erick onasis] Shhhhh! you remind me of my fat gold chain Some of yall are just small change Be a boss with true true game Yeah yeah Dig this yall, my music is dangerous Atomic dog, coming through the smog with $hort dawg Ahhh! quick with the trig jack be nimble I shoot like g mob goes liftin through my window Chik chik pow! how you like me now? The man in the mirror it dont get no clearer $hort dawg, the e double, and breed we roll thick Like girls in c.a.u. with the good power-u Owww! money is the key to fame So I can live it up with the girls on soul train The impact, major league dough like dave justice Yo breed, $hort dawg, show em how we bust this [too $hort] Like some true pioneers, dont forget it some nigga Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Fat Gold Chain: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/15861.html Все тексты песен: Def Squad » Def Squad - Check N` Me Out » Def Squad - The Game » Def Squad - Countdown » Def Squad - Can You Dig It » Def Squad - Focus » Def Squad - I Do em » Def Squad - No Guest List » Def Squad - Y Not » Def Squad - No Guest List » Def Squad - Yall Niggas Aint Ready » Def Squad - Rhymin Wit Biz » Def Squad - You Do I Do » Def Squad - Hostility » Def Squad - Check N` Me Out » Def Squad - Rhymin Wit Biz » Def Squad - Y`all Niggas Ain`t Ready » Def Squad - I Do `Em » Def Squad - You Do, I Do » Def Squad - Say Word » Def Squad - Check N Me Out Рекомендуем скачать: » Белый Орел - С высоких гор » Би-2 - Деньги на ветер » Блестящие - Луна » Би-2 - Цветы ни для кого » Булат Окуджава - Ах ты, шарик голубой... » Борис Бурда - Монолог инструктора по туризму » Браво - Медицинский институт » Башаков бэнд - Сабля » Би-2 - Отражение » Браво - Оранжевый галстук » Булат Окуджава, Сергей Никитин - Песня Дуремара » Браво - Небо » Борис Полоскин - Не уходи » Браво - Луч » Белый Орел - Рулетка » Булат Окуджава - Девочка плачет » Б.Моисеев - А я твоя » Бока - Косяк Чилима » Борис Бурда - Вечер с эстонкой (посвящение Кристе) » Батырхан - Твои шаги
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