Текст (слова) песни: E-40 - Fuckin` They Nose

[E-40]
Let`s make it happen
Mmmhmm.. I mean it can`t get mo` mobber
Y`know, we like to buy our shit in bulk
Y`know in VOLUMES
Y`know like CostCo? We fuck with Bosco
(Fuckin with Bosco) You smell me?
It`s that mob shit nigga, so damn sinister
Sssshit, BEOTCH!

Chorus: {all}

Fuckin they nose like this
[T] Your nose, fuckin your nose like this
[E] Like that? [T] It`s like that
[E] Like this!
Fuckin they nose like this
[T] It`s like this
[E] Like that? [T] Like that
[E] Like this! (Weeee, beeee)
Fuckin they nose like this
[T] Your nose, fuckin your nose like this
[E] Like that? [T] It`s like that
[E] Like this!
Fuckin they nose like this
[T] It`s like this
[E] Like that? [T] Like that
[E] Like this!

[B-Legit]
I be the first out, nigga shady bring the worst out
Black beretta put the thirst out
See I`m rollin in my truck, dick hardest to fuck
Hit a block, and let the bitch blow on my sock
I got bass rock tips, red-nose tits
Las Vegas chips better dub out here (uh-huh)
Spend G`s overseas got `em sprung on the game (sprung on the game)
And all in Amsterdam you was hearin my name
I move raps over beats, tales from the street
Concrete walker, straight male stalker
(??) broken temple of hemp, I keep it simple
Money all mine, I give a fuck if you fine
My crew, doggish, Sic-Wid-It hoggish
Ball in two-thousand, suckers ain`t allowed in
Catch me on the track with the froze up wrists
and I`ll be fuckin they nose, like this (BEEOTCH!)

Chorus w/ minor variations

[Suga T]
These bitches in competition (what what)
but ain`t gon` bust a grape in a food fight
and nigga, you blowin hot air
I don`t care, I keep a spare square
Bitches better beware, run up I dare you
Suga T the boss bitch, hittin switches
Mobbin old school then beatin down bitches
I`m struttin my tools, fool; give it up or shut up
Been done mess around and got stuck-up, set up
I still ride with yola copped in my cot
Impulse with chops and still be a top notch
Fuckin your nose, and yo` dome (and yo` dome)
Man Shot, let these haters know

[D-Shot]
I was intrigued by the way things ran
How it was done (what else) how a bitches mind was run
So I hollered at the master pimp, who was dressed in mink
I asked him could I buy him a drink
He said, "What can I do for you son?" I said I wish to pimp
I want yo` same stroll, and I want yo` limp
I want my mail to be as long as yours
Sport big cars and breakin all the whores
Load me up with your finest disk
I`m only fifteen and I`m ready to pimp
I want my hoes to pull in all the tricks
I`m fuckin they nose like this

Chorus w/ variations

FUCKIN THEY NOSE LIKE THIS
Aowwww, aowwww, I can feel it when you talk
[E-40] When you talk
Even when you walk
[E-40] Whenever I walk
Won`t you sprinkle me
[E-40] Sprinkle me mayne
Just thank you, thank you
[E-40] Just what? Sprinkle me mayne
FUCKIN THEY NOSE LIKE THIS
[E-40] Uh-huh
Just thank you, thank you

[E-40]
BEOTCH! Remember me?
From "I got a mirror in my pocket and I practice lookin hard"
I`m in the traffic pervin ridin on about a buck-oh-fever
down (??) Boulevard
I does the thing to do peddle to the metal
Punchin on the gas, great dipped Caddy showin my ass
Flamboastin, straight out of Vallel`
but I got this mack game, comin from Oakland
Niggaz love me, I`m a boss *I`m a boss)
My accountant Keith say that I should lease
but see I`m ethnic, FUCK A TAX WRITE-OFF
I`m off that St. Ide`s, I got that Charlie in my deck
I`m dang near paralyzed, runnin over the yellow reflectors about to wreck
I`m seein two`s, three`s, oasises and mirages
Bumpin into trees, leaves, garbage cans and garages
Under my seat, military issue
Spoofed up insurance, SR-22
A sack of broccoli and a bunch of bottles, I`m grounded
Fuck around and got my vehicle impounded
Shit BEOTCH, fuck, Elroy`s roughed me up
Them bitches knew I had power cause I got out within a month

Chorus w/ variations

[ad libs to fade]

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» E-40 - Bootsee
» E-40 - Rat Heads
» E-40 - Zoom
» E-40 - Dusted `n` Disgusted
» E-40 - Behind Gates
» E-40 - It`s a Man`s Game
» E-40 - Ya Blind
» E-40 - Seasoned
» E-40 - Doin` Dirt Bad
» E-40 - Dey Ain`t No
» E-40 - Its All Gravity
» E-40 - Behind Gates
» E-40 - To Whom This May Concern
» E-40 - Gasoline
» E-40 - I Like What You Do to Me
» E-40 - Pop Ya Collar
» E-40 - Growing Up
» E-40 - Intro (Loyalty and Betrayal )
» E-40 - Sideways


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: E-40 - Fuckin` They Nose [E-40] Let`s make it happen Mmmhmm.. I mean it can`t get mo` mobber Y`know, we like to buy our shit in bulk Y`know in VOLUMES Y`know like CostCo? We fuck with Bosco (Fuckin with Bosco) You smell me? It`s that mob shit nigga, so damn sinister Sssshit, BEOTCH! Chorus: {all} Fuckin they nose like this [T] Your nose, fuckin your nose like this [E] Like that? [T] It`s like that [E] Like this! Fuckin they nose like this [T] It`s like this [E] Like that? [T] Like that [E] Like this! (Weeee, beeee) Fuckin they nose like this [T] Your nose, fuckin your nose like this [E] Like that? [T] It`s like that [E] Like this! Fuckin they nose like this [T] It`s like this [E] Like that? [T] Like that [E] Like this! [B-Legit] I be the first out, nigga shady bring the worst out Black beretta put the thirst out See I`m rollin in my truck, dick hardest to fuck Hit a block, and let the bitch blow on my sock I got bass rock tips, red-nose tits Las Vegas chips better dub out here (uh-huh) Spend G`s overseas got `em sprung on the game (sprung on the game) And all in Amsterdam you was hearin my name I move raps over beats, tales from the street Concrete walker, straight male stalker (??) broken temple of hemp, I keep it simple Money all mine, I give a fuck if you fine My crew, doggish, Sic-Wid-It hoggish Ball in two-thousand, suckers ain`t allowed in Catch me on the track with the froze up wrists and I`ll be fuckin they nose, like this (BEEOTCH!) Chorus w/ minor variations [Suga T] These bitches in competition (what what) but ain`t gon` bust a grape in a food fight and nigga, you blowin hot air I don`t care, I keep a spare square Bitches better beware, run up I dare you Suga T the boss bitch, hittin switches Mobbin old school then beatin down bitches I`m struttin my tools, fool; give it up or shut up Been done mess around and got stuck-up, set up I still ride with yola copped in my cot Impulse with chops and still be a top notch Fuckin your nose, and yo` dome (and yo` dome) Man Shot, let these haters know [D-Shot] I was intrigued by the way things ran How it was done (what else) how a bitches mind was run So I hollered at the master pimp, who was dressed in mink I asked him could I buy him a drink He said, "What can I do for you son?" I said I wish to pimp I want yo` same stroll, and I want yo` limp I want my mail to be as long as yours Sport big cars and breakin all the whores Load me up with your finest disk I`m only fifteen and I`m ready to pimp I want my hoes to pull in all the tricks I`m fuckin they nose like this Chorus w/ variations FUCKIN THEY NOSE LIKE THIS Aowwww, aowwww, I can feel it when you talk [E-40] When you talk Even when you walk [E-40] Whenever I walk Won`t you sprinkle me [E-40] Sprinkle me mayne Just thank you, thank you [E-40] Just what? Sprinkle me mayne FUCKIN THEY NOSE LIKE THIS [E-40] Uh-huh Just thank you, thank you [E-40] BEOTCH! Remember me? From "I got a mirror in my pocket and I practice lookin hard" I`m in the traffic pervin ridin on about a buck-oh-fever down (??) Boulevard I does the thing to do peddle to the metal Punchin on the gas, great dipped Caddy showin my ass Flamboastin, straight out of Vallel` but I got this mack game, comin from Oakland Niggaz love me, I`m a boss I`m a boss) My accountant Keith say that I should lease but see I`m ethnic, FUCK A TAX WRITE-OFF I`m off that St. Ide`s, I got that Charlie in my deck I`m dang near paralyzed, runnin over the yellow reflectors about to wreck I`m seein two`s, three`s, oasises and mirages Bumpin into trees, leaves, garbage cans and garages Under my seat, military issue Spoofed up insurance, SR-22 A sack of broccoli and a bunch of bottles, I`m grounded Fuck around and got my vehicle impounded Shit BEOTCH, fuck, Elroy`s roughed me up Them bitches knew I had power cause I got out within a month Chorus w/ variations [ad libs to fade] Нравится песня? 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