Текст (слова) песни: Geto Boys - Read These Nikes

(Oh my goodness!)
(Hit it)

[ VERSE 1: Willie D ]
Here I go again, another brawl, a conflict
Somebody finna get they ass kicked
If you ain`t down with the Geto Boys
Get your happy ass outta dodge
The rumors you heard ain`t slander
Willie D don`t give a fuck about a goddamn by-stander
So when you see me clutch my fist
Get out the way or get t-rolled, bitch
I`m inclined to physically whip your ass
But if you wanna blast
Make a muthafuckin motion like you wanna reach
And you gon` have a damn funeral next week
>From the hardest to the softest
For me to beat a nigga down is a day at the office
See, my appearance is so damn fly
It makes em say, "Hm - he`s a nice guy"
So a nigga try to play me like a hoe
Oh-oh, oh shit, damn, that`s a no-no
I get dead on his ass, so when I`m strikin
He bet no fall, or I`ma make his ass read these Nikes

(Oh my goodness!)

[ VERSE 2: Willie D ]
You read these Nikes, cause you`re fucked up, punk
Here`s the definition of gettin your ass stomped
(I`m a nigga insane kickin ass extremely)
So you weak-ass hoes keep dreamin
Bushwick, can I get a witness?
(Fuck yeah, Nightquil that sickness!)
Yeah, and when I form this gesture
Don`t call mama, cause the bitch can`t help ya
Better yell for a paramedic
Or somethin that nature, cause I`ma try to break ya
Ass into muthafuckin particles
Let`s see if I can get you in a newspaper article
To hell with emotions
I don`t stop till I cream a muthafucka like lotion
Remorse - what the fuck is that?
I beat your mama ass and go get a six-pack
Gettin mild, I don`t play that shit
Fuck havin mercy on a goddamn bitch
Nigga get beat, oh mama
But if she fucks with me
Her ass is gonna read these Nikes

[ Bushwick Bill ]
Yo D, I saw the way you stomped that muthafucka
And left your trademark upside his head
[ Will ]
Yeah man, that was one of my ??? Nikes
I usually leave the whole muthafuckin logo

[ VERSE 3: Willie D ]
I don`t give a fuck who you hang with, trick
Friends ain`t shit when you`re gettin your ass kicked
But if your buddies wanna get in my mix
Chop-chop ( *gunfire* ) yo, bitch
It ain`t nothin but a mere formality
Every sucker muthafucka is a casualty
I kick ass, you won`t ever diss
Look at the bottom of my goddamn shoeprint
>From muthafuckas done donated blood to the kid
Now do you wanna make a bid?
I didn`t think so, cause I`d have yo
Ass screamin just like a damn hoe
When I hit ya in your goddamn mouth
And show you what a real nigga`s all about
When I dispose of your ass like waste
And nothin but my shoe is in your muthafuckin face
You`re readin these Nikes

Look at you now, muthafucka!
(Oh shit!)
Look at...
(Oh! Aw, hold up, man
Hold up, shit, aw, come on...
Alright, man, alright, I quit, man
I quit, alright - aw shit)
...fuck with me!
(Oh man)

(Hit it)
[ VERSE 4: Willie D ]
Here`s an incident that got me sent to the slammer
I`m at the club rappin to this hella hammer
This bitch was holy, severely cut
So I`m rappin to her, right? To see if she`ll fuck
I never asked if she was taken, cause honestly
That type of shit don`t matter to me
Just when we was leavin out the goddamn door
Some trick-ass nigga fronted me bout the whore
I let the fool file with a diss or two
But the nigga kept pushin the goddamn issue
So I pulled out the 9mm
And bust his ass in the head, you could see the
Blood gushin out his goddamn skull
He played hisself, now his ass gettin drugged
I was charged with aggravated assault
But before I got off his ass
...I made him read these Nikes

(Oh my goodness!)

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(Hit it) [ VERSE 1: Willie D ] Here I go again, another brawl, a conflict Somebody finna get they ass kicked If you ain`t down with the Geto Boys Get your happy ass outta dodge The rumors you heard ain`t slander Willie D don`t give a fuck about a goddamn by-stander So when you see me clutch my fist Get out the way or get t-rolled, bitch I`m inclined to physically whip your ass But if you wanna blast Make a muthafuckin motion like you wanna reach And you gon` have a damn funeral next week >From the hardest to the softest For me to beat a nigga down is a day at the office See, my appearance is so damn fly It makes em say, "Hm - he`s a nice guy" So a nigga try to play me like a hoe Oh-oh, oh shit, damn, that`s a no-no I get dead on his ass, so when I`m strikin He bet no fall, or I`ma make his ass read these Nikes (Oh my goodness!) [ VERSE 2: Willie D ] You read these Nikes, cause you`re fucked up, punk Here`s the definition of gettin your ass stomped (I`m a nigga insane kickin ass extremely) So you weak-ass hoes keep dreamin Bushwick, can I get a witness? (Fuck yeah, Nightquil that sickness!) Yeah, and when I form this gesture Don`t call mama, cause the bitch can`t help ya Better yell for a paramedic Or somethin that nature, cause I`ma try to break ya Ass into muthafuckin particles Let`s see if I can get you in a newspaper article To hell with emotions I don`t stop till I cream a muthafucka like lotion Remorse - what the fuck is that? I beat your mama ass and go get a six-pack Gettin mild, I don`t play that shit Fuck havin mercy on a goddamn bitch Nigga get beat, oh mama But if she fucks with me Her ass is gonna read these Nikes [ Bushwick Bill ] Yo D, I saw the way you stomped that muthafucka And left your trademark upside his head [ Will ] Yeah man, that was one of my ??? Nikes I usually leave the whole muthafuckin logo [ VERSE 3: Willie D ] I don`t give a fuck who you hang with, trick Friends ain`t shit when you`re gettin your ass kicked But if your buddies wanna get in my mix Chop-chop ( gunfire ) yo, bitch It ain`t nothin but a mere formality Every sucker muthafucka is a casualty I kick ass, you won`t ever diss Look at the bottom of my goddamn shoeprint >From muthafuckas done donated blood to the kid Now do you wanna make a bid? I didn`t think so, cause I`d have yo Ass screamin just like a damn hoe When I hit ya in your goddamn mouth And show you what a real nigga`s all about When I dispose of your ass like waste And nothin but my shoe is in your muthafuckin face You`re readin these Nikes Look at you now, muthafucka! (Oh shit!) Look at... (Oh! Aw, hold up, man Hold up, shit, aw, come on... Alright, man, alright, I quit, man I quit, alright - aw shit) ...fuck with me! (Oh man) (Hit it) [ VERSE 4: Willie D ] Here`s an incident that got me sent to the slammer I`m at the club rappin to this hella hammer This bitch was holy, severely cut So I`m rappin to her, right? To see if she`ll fuck I never asked if she was taken, cause honestly That type of shit don`t matter to me Just when we was leavin out the goddamn door Some trick-ass nigga fronted me bout the whore I let the fool file with a diss or two But the nigga kept pushin the goddamn issue So I pulled out the 9mm And bust his ass in the head, you could see the Blood gushin out his goddamn skull He played hisself, now his ass gettin drugged I was charged with aggravated assault But before I got off his ass ...I made him read these Nikes (Oh my goodness!) Нравится песня? 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