Текст (слова) песни: Dj Clue - The Professional

[dj clue] *echoing*

New shit, mobb deep featuring noyd (like this dunn)

The professional, used from my nigga vic

Haha

[prodigy]

Yo you catch chills, p stimulates your eardrum

Tastebuds, more higher than drugs, my song take all

I blastoff on the track law

My shit is pure satisfaction, what more could you ask for

Wit facts like an ? ansaw? , I pour fire on earth, I been to hot raw

Do queens tires get burnt, lets peel through the real

Slide through my terrain, take a ride wit me

Check out my lifestyle, its a off-road course

I stay challenged, but thats a good thing

Cuz it creates balance, infamous wild life federation

My congress, sit down and conversate ya fate

Derate barracks, dont get yourself embarrassed

My click savage, yall niggaz is average

Im handling your most v.p., put em in p.c.

Nigga, its the i-m-d nigga (clue)

Chorus 2x

Chorus [havoc]

Cuz we plottin, leave the cats wit one option

Start hoppin, cuz when its on we aint stoppin

The clickll get the message when shit start droppin

Dont got a gat stashed, you better start coppin

[havoc]

Now you can talk about a nigga, criticize my faults

But in new york, got it locked wit bolts, blow the vote

Overdose, while you cop block and cut throats

Me and my clicks champagning, and campaigning

While you rhyme about your jewels, and sniff that shit up in your nostrils

Ill be plottin on your life, to put one up in your fossil

Niggaz think they gully, on the inside sweet like honey

Niggaz want the bitches, we just want the money

Federal notes, flipped blue, keys of coke store frontin watchin his dough

Tourin the coast, pardon wife due, gettin babies drunk

Call me foul, deep down, you gotta admit, you like my style

Put holes in your polo, I know your m-o, you half homo

Joinin my team, thats a no-no

Say what you want, dont let it talk for you

And thats my word, Ill have this hollow tip stored for you

Chorus 2x

[noyd]

One time nigga, two times nigga yo

I dig the way clueminatti got the beats rollin through the body

The type of tracks, got me killin these cats

Twenty-one and black, mental inner city minds be exact

When niggas in the hood aint no good, carry gats

And leave you on your back in a hurry

Especially, dealin wit the money

Rockin pelle fuckin wit the spanish mami cheffin up by dellis

Now we got the guns pumpin jums out the back of a deli

Really, these chumps gettin slummed on the daily

Forty days, forty weeks, either these raps are back in the streets

Stackin cracks up in the fleece, so hav blaze the bees

And pass that to me, and Ill bless piece

So this way the whole fam eat

Be the infamous of this shit, pioneers of this

Survival of the fittest, nobodys fuckin wit this

So fuck around wit hav, you fuck around wit me

You fuck around wit me, then you fuck around wit p

You fuck around wit us, then you fuck around wit three

Mothafuckers from the nyc, what nigga uh, what nigga clueminatti

Chorus 2x

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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: Dj Clue - The Professional [dj clue] echoing New shit, mobb deep featuring noyd (like this dunn) The professional, used from my nigga vic Haha [prodigy] Yo you catch chills, p stimulates your eardrum Tastebuds, more higher than drugs, my song take all I blastoff on the track law My shit is pure satisfaction, what more could you ask for Wit facts like an ? ansaw? , I pour fire on earth, I been to hot raw Do queens tires get burnt, lets peel through the real Slide through my terrain, take a ride wit me Check out my lifestyle, its a off-road course I stay challenged, but thats a good thing Cuz it creates balance, infamous wild life federation My congress, sit down and conversate ya fate Derate barracks, dont get yourself embarrassed My click savage, yall niggaz is average Im handling your most v.p., put em in p.c. Nigga, its the i-m-d nigga (clue) Chorus 2x Chorus [havoc] Cuz we plottin, leave the cats wit one option Start hoppin, cuz when its on we aint stoppin The clickll get the message when shit start droppin Dont got a gat stashed, you better start coppin [havoc] Now you can talk about a nigga, criticize my faults But in new york, got it locked wit bolts, blow the vote Overdose, while you cop block and cut throats Me and my clicks champagning, and campaigning While you rhyme about your jewels, and sniff that shit up in your nostrils Ill be plottin on your life, to put one up in your fossil Niggaz think they gully, on the inside sweet like honey Niggaz want the bitches, we just want the money Federal notes, flipped blue, keys of coke store frontin watchin his dough Tourin the coast, pardon wife due, gettin babies drunk Call me foul, deep down, you gotta admit, you like my style Put holes in your polo, I know your m-o, you half homo Joinin my team, thats a no-no Say what you want, dont let it talk for you And thats my word, Ill have this hollow tip stored for you Chorus 2x [noyd] One time nigga, two times nigga yo I dig the way clueminatti got the beats rollin through the body The type of tracks, got me killin these cats Twenty-one and black, mental inner city minds be exact When niggas in the hood aint no good, carry gats And leave you on your back in a hurry Especially, dealin wit the money Rockin pelle fuckin wit the spanish mami cheffin up by dellis Now we got the guns pumpin jums out the back of a deli Really, these chumps gettin slummed on the daily Forty days, forty weeks, either these raps are back in the streets Stackin cracks up in the fleece, so hav blaze the bees And pass that to me, and Ill bless piece So this way the whole fam eat Be the infamous of this shit, pioneers of this Survival of the fittest, nobodys fuckin wit this So fuck around wit hav, you fuck around wit me You fuck around wit me, then you fuck around wit p You fuck around wit us, then you fuck around wit three Mothafuckers from the nyc, what nigga uh, what nigga clueminatti Chorus 2x Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни The Professional: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/16822.html Все тексты песен: Dj Clue » Dj Clue - Ruff Ryder`s Anthem (Remix) » Dj Clue - Holla Holla (Remix) » Dj Clue - Time Is Money (Main Mix) » Dj Clue - Ruff Ryders Anthem » Dj Clue - No Love » Dj Clue - Back To Life 2001 » Dj Clue - Holla Holla (Remix) » Dj Clue - Its My Thang 99 » Dj Clue - No Love » Dj Clue - Nature Freestyle » Dj Clue - Thugs `R` Us » Dj Clue - It`s My Thang `99 » Dj Clue - Ruff Ryder`s Anthem (Remix) » Dj Clue - Fantastic Four » Dj Clue - If They Want It » Dj Clue - Whatever You Want » Dj Clue - People`s Court » Dj Clue - I Like Control » Dj Clue - It`s My Thang `99 » Dj Clue - F*** Beanie(Jadakiss freesyle) Рекомендуем скачать: » Борис Вахнюк - Нам было холодней день ото дня... » Беломорканал - ИСПОВЕДЬ » Борис Вячеславов - С помощью карты заповедных времен... » Борис Бурда - Сон переутомившегося филолога » Башаков бэнд - Солнце под крылом. » Беломорканал - СИРОТА КАЗАНСКАЯ » Борис Шигин - Август. Ахтуба. Ахматова... » Би-2 - Мой рок-н-ролл » Борис Вайханский - Эта девушка на лестнице » Борис Кинер, Михаил Кинер - Колесный пароход » Булат Окуджава - Часовые любви » Булат Окуджава - Прощание с осенью » Буланова Татьяна - Падаю » Борис Есипов - Баллада о дне и ночи » Борис Вайханский - Край журавлиный » Борис Вячеславов - Мой маленький принц » Братья Грим - Аэроплан » Борис Вахнюк - Что за сон мне снится странный... » Божья Коровка - Теплоход » Борис Вайханский - Не сезон
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