Текст (слова) песни: Hell Razah and 4th Disciple - Oh! Baby

[Intro: Hell Razah]
"Baby..." One-two

[Chorus: Hell Razah]
Everybody on the right hand side
I wanna see y`all niggaz get live in the party tonight
All my niggaz on the left hand side, I know your high or
I know you came to the club, to not die
All my niggaz in the center, I came to enter
In the, middle of your brain cell, it`s me, Hell Razah
Article one, hit the streets nigga
4th Disciple, and we got the rifle

[Hell Razah]
I pull in wolves like Adolf Hitler, for my two brothers
And two sisters, I tattoo scriptures
Love my seed, like I love the Lord
I was thirteen, when I first record, now I`m back with a heavier sword
It`s either rap, crack, or basketball
Young kings wanna gun sling, and snatch earrings
Eighty seven, it was microphone fiend, and crack king
We used to battle on the lunch room table, before labels
Now they pay us, so the radio play you
You`se a lame nigga, and you know, we know the truth
And we back, and we back in the booth, first recoup
Then recruit, now salute, we on the loose, ain`t ready to shoot
Blueberry in our Timberland boot, I`m livin` proof
Tell your A&R we burnin` his coupes
My lifestyle is danger, Hell Razah, let the name linger
Touch my throat, and I cut off ten fingers
The street`s I`m from, son, everybody`s steamers
Smokers and heavy drinkers, slingers and chain swingers
I`m one of those, Red Hook cats, set up a track
Bring your soul to another world, you`ll never come back
It be that government that made us like that, gave me a gat
I be excuses every ghetto inside, is fallen at
Got the chick high off of contact, keep the windows up
Whoever rollin` with me in here, throw your singles up
It`s loyalty over money, bitches, and keys
Backstab me, snatch his arms out the both of his sleeves
Chain and command, explained from a brain of a man
We go to war, like the Arabs`ll do, from Pakistan
Matter fact, like the Sun of Man would, from Bethlehem
Drop a jewel that the children out in school, can understand

[Chorus: Hell Razah]
All my brothers on the right hand side
I wanna make sure y`all leave out this party alive
And all my ladies on the left hand side, that got a drop and
Hold it down, cause we don`t got nine lives
All my people in the center, I came to enter
In the middle of your brain cell, it`s me, Hell Razah
Article one, hit the streets nigga
4th Disciple, and we got them rifles

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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: Hell Razah and 4th Disciple - Oh! Baby [Intro: Hell Razah] "Baby..." One-two [Chorus: Hell Razah] Everybody on the right hand side I wanna see y`all niggaz get live in the party tonight All my niggaz on the left hand side, I know your high or I know you came to the club, to not die All my niggaz in the center, I came to enter In the, middle of your brain cell, it`s me, Hell Razah Article one, hit the streets nigga 4th Disciple, and we got the rifle [Hell Razah] I pull in wolves like Adolf Hitler, for my two brothers And two sisters, I tattoo scriptures Love my seed, like I love the Lord I was thirteen, when I first record, now I`m back with a heavier sword It`s either rap, crack, or basketball Young kings wanna gun sling, and snatch earrings Eighty seven, it was microphone fiend, and crack king We used to battle on the lunch room table, before labels Now they pay us, so the radio play you You`se a lame nigga, and you know, we know the truth And we back, and we back in the booth, first recoup Then recruit, now salute, we on the loose, ain`t ready to shoot Blueberry in our Timberland boot, I`m livin` proof Tell your A&R we burnin` his coupes My lifestyle is danger, Hell Razah, let the name linger Touch my throat, and I cut off ten fingers The street`s I`m from, son, everybody`s steamers Smokers and heavy drinkers, slingers and chain swingers I`m one of those, Red Hook cats, set up a track Bring your soul to another world, you`ll never come back It be that government that made us like that, gave me a gat I be excuses every ghetto inside, is fallen at Got the chick high off of contact, keep the windows up Whoever rollin` with me in here, throw your singles up It`s loyalty over money, bitches, and keys Backstab me, snatch his arms out the both of his sleeves Chain and command, explained from a brain of a man We go to war, like the Arabs`ll do, from Pakistan Matter fact, like the Sun of Man would, from Bethlehem Drop a jewel that the children out in school, can understand [Chorus: Hell Razah] All my brothers on the right hand side I wanna make sure y`all leave out this party alive And all my ladies on the left hand side, that got a drop and Hold it down, cause we don`t got nine lives All my people in the center, I came to enter In the middle of your brain cell, it`s me, Hell Razah Article one, hit the streets nigga 4th Disciple, and we got them rifles Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Oh! Baby: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/107/1/2673.html Все тексты песен: Hell Razah and 4th Disciple » Hell Razah and 4th Disciple - Rebel Music » Hell Razah and 4th Disciple - Way of Life » Hell Razah and 4th Disciple - Oh! Baby » Hell Razah and 4th Disciple - Article One » Hell Razah and 4th Disciple - Underground to Da Heavens » Hell Razah and 4th Disciple - Baby Girl » Hell Razah and 4th Disciple - Who Gonna Die Next » Hell Razah and 4th Disciple - Project Love » Hell Razah and 4th Disciple - One Harmony » Hell Razah and 4th Disciple - Take Ya Time » Hell Razah and 4th Disciple - Angel Tears » Hell Razah and 4th Disciple - House-Pitality » Hell Razah and 4th Disciple - Same Ol` Thugs » Hell Razah and 4th Disciple - R.A.Z.A.H. » Hell Razah and 4th Disciple - High Science » Hell Razah and 4th Disciple - We the People Рекомендуем скачать: » Устинов Юрий - Плывем. Куда ж нам плыть? » Умка и Броневичок - Тихая охота » Устинов Юрий - Ты слышишь печальный напев кабестана? » Устинов Юрий - Грустные малиновки » Умка и Броневичок - Низкий старт » Успенская Люба - Разведенные » Устинов Юрий - Там на пригорке, человек » Успенская Люба - Просто кафе » Устинов Юрий - Спокоен дремлющий рассвет » Успенская Люба - К единственному » Урфин Джюс - Homo superior » Устинов Юрий - Светлячок » Умка и Броневичок - Марш неразменных шишей » Устинов Юрий - Как далекий сон » Устинов Юрий - Бронзовый фрегат » Устинов Юрий - Город назывался Человеком » Уматурман - Ночной дозор » Успенская Люба - Люба любонька » Умка и Броневичок - Калифорния » Устинов Юрий - Осень
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