Текст (слова) песни: Funkmaster Flex f Nine, Tragedy - Six Million Ways to Die

[Nine]
Pop goes the gat, I get over like a fat rat
Funkmaster Flex and 9 Double M, mad fat
Skills on the table and the mic
With that (six million ways to die) flavor all night
Clean up the cuss when I bust mother (woop)
I`m on some new and improved shit, let me kick it
Crazy motherfucker from the Boogie Down, brother
I smack shit, flip shit, kick shit, I rap shit
Flex on the wheels and I`m Nine Mil the gat
That`s how we roll, troop
We give em 187 like Dre and Snoop
Three little six little nine double M`s
Sticking up rappers like hems
Back on the scene from the Bronx and I stomp nuff comp
Six million ways to die, punk

(Funkmaster Flex cuts and scratches)

[Tragedy]
I bring drama like you spit on my momma
And get loose like the lips on Madonna
You get the picture when the rap style hits ya
I run on more niggas than the Jews at a Bar Mitzvah
When I`m splashing my rap transaction
Hard rocks turn white like Michael Jackson
I blow spots and bust shots at hard rocks
And leave you laying in a box with Red Foxx
I keep wild like James Brown doing judo
And have you making love songs like Menudo
The Son of Sam when I aim for your head
Jack the Ripper leave your whole town red
You can`t kill me because I`m already dead
I drop flavor like a pack of Now & Laters
And get loose like the feet on Sammy Davis
You know my style, it`s the hardcore rhymer
Pass the mic and I get loose like a vagina

(Funkmaster Flex on the ones and twos)

[Nine]
HOO HAH! I`m funky, so shut your face and let me rip it
Like butter on a biscut, Nine Double M is wicked
I put the funk in the place with a dunk in your face
And watch you catch a knot like a shoelace
I`m not the one that was begging for a nut like a squirrel
That`s like Farrakhan kissing a white girl
I rag it like the Bloods and Crips
I flip scripts, read my lips:
I got mad skills for the no frills
Screaming at girls to pay bills
I got more rap than a Christmas gift
And I`ll fill your girl`s mouth like grits
Have her chewing while I`m ba-ba-ba booing
It`s back to the mic check, one two and
Back up off the gat cause I snap necks
Nine Double M, Tragedy, and Funkmaster Flex

(Funkmaster Flex gets busy)

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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: Funkmaster Flex f Nine, Tragedy - Six Million Ways to Die [Nine] Pop goes the gat, I get over like a fat rat Funkmaster Flex and 9 Double M, mad fat Skills on the table and the mic With that (six million ways to die) flavor all night Clean up the cuss when I bust mother (woop) I`m on some new and improved shit, let me kick it Crazy motherfucker from the Boogie Down, brother I smack shit, flip shit, kick shit, I rap shit Flex on the wheels and I`m Nine Mil the gat That`s how we roll, troop We give em 187 like Dre and Snoop Three little six little nine double M`s Sticking up rappers like hems Back on the scene from the Bronx and I stomp nuff comp Six million ways to die, punk (Funkmaster Flex cuts and scratches) [Tragedy] I bring drama like you spit on my momma And get loose like the lips on Madonna You get the picture when the rap style hits ya I run on more niggas than the Jews at a Bar Mitzvah When I`m splashing my rap transaction Hard rocks turn white like Michael Jackson I blow spots and bust shots at hard rocks And leave you laying in a box with Red Foxx I keep wild like James Brown doing judo And have you making love songs like Menudo The Son of Sam when I aim for your head Jack the Ripper leave your whole town red You can`t kill me because I`m already dead I drop flavor like a pack of Now & Laters And get loose like the feet on Sammy Davis You know my style, it`s the hardcore rhymer Pass the mic and I get loose like a vagina (Funkmaster Flex on the ones and twos) [Nine] HOO HAH! I`m funky, so shut your face and let me rip it Like butter on a biscut, Nine Double M is wicked I put the funk in the place with a dunk in your face And watch you catch a knot like a shoelace I`m not the one that was begging for a nut like a squirrel That`s like Farrakhan kissing a white girl I rag it like the Bloods and Crips I flip scripts, read my lips: I got mad skills for the no frills Screaming at girls to pay bills I got more rap than a Christmas gift And I`ll fill your girl`s mouth like grits Have her chewing while I`m ba-ba-ba booing It`s back to the mic check, one two and Back up off the gat cause I snap necks Nine Double M, Tragedy, and Funkmaster Flex (Funkmaster Flex gets busy) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Six Million Ways to Die: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/105/1/8344.html Все тексты песен: Funkmaster Flex f Nine, Tragedy » Funkmaster Flex f Nine, Tragedy - Six Million Ways to Die Рекомендуем скачать: » Песни из мультфильмов - Лягушка путешественница » Премьер-министр - Дорогая » Песни из мультфильмов - Приключения капитана Врунгеля » Павел Кашин - Вера имени меня » Премьер-министр - Восточная » Павел Гандельман - Жанетта » Петр Копытов - Я » Полина Ефименко - Сижу, в монитор уткнувшись... » Петлюра - Наш путь » Песни из мультфильмов - Лето кота леопольда » Песни из мультфильмов - Остров сокровищ » Песни из мультфильмов - Луч солнца » Песни из мультфильмов - В порту » Песни из мультфильмов - Академик Иванов » Петр Климов - Небогатый улов » Павел Папушев - Рубахи » Премьер-министр - Грязные танцы » Премьер-министр - Простая арифметика » Планка - Палец-пистолет » Петлюра - Блудница
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