Текст (слова) песни: King Jacob and Professor - Let Us Go

[Skit]
Nelly: Callin these niggaz mayn
(*phone ringing*)
Nelly: Got me up on wait
Man: Can you get that nigga
Nelly: I know these niggaz is home
Nelly: Yo
Man: Yo, what up boss
Nelly: Yo, where y`all at derrty?
Man: Uh, like, like, um, over there
Nelly: Yo mayn, get y`all ass out here
Man: Where you at?
Nelly: I`m at the studio mayn, c`mon
Man: Oh, we on our way
Nelly: Y`all niggaz supposed to be here an hour ago mayn
Man: Oh, word
Man: Well hold on real quick, talk to Pete
Nelly: Holla at Pete, what this nigga talkin `bout

[King Jacob]
Bouncin in my Monte Carlo on my these and those
Word to hispanics, `atics
Rollin nappies and Caddy classes (yeah)
Gettin harrassed them by them bastards

[Professor]
Hey yo, I see your color Jacob, they creepin up on the side
Just doin they job, fuck with us cause there`s D`s on the ride

[King Jacob]
Got me queazy inside, plus we got the feezy inside
And we "Cheech" while we ride, I can`t believe we this high

[Professor]
Man, if he trippin off this blunt, then he`s a bitch cop
I roll past the whole constitutes smoke just pourin out the G-top (tops)

[King Jacob]
Plus my nigga filled to the bompty-bompty
Boopin feet turn them sirens on, I doubt if we stop

[Professor]
I wish that he would, I bet he in there wishin he could
Computers chips up under the hood by Jacob

[King Jacob]
Really they would, that it`s still to the good
Cause we still in the hood
Plus I got a license if he trip and filler that bud

[Professor]
Shit he about to flag us, fittin to harass us
We catch a free case, if he bag us
Nigga gonna fag us out, if he pass us

[Chorus] - w/ ad libs
Bouncin in my Monte Carlo on my these and those
Popo trippin, wanna flag a nigga about his radio
No time to panic, hide the automatic and I`ll stash the dro
Run my name, our plates, my shit gets checked, you gotta let us go

[Professor]
They pulled up right on our ass
And just as quick as he got on us, U-turned up on the grass
I`m like Jacob your killin the gas, you school `em so fast
You should be sportin a book in the bag, I looked and just laughed

[King Jacob]
Shit you know how I do it, gone off that fluid
Plus this dope don`t help, I`m takin cron needle steps
Now we need hoes next cause I`m full of this weed
Lookin for "Love Connection" like Chuck Woolery

[Professor]
Indeed, you know it`s time to act a plum fool up
Professor and King Jacob it`s time these haters shape up
And wake up, cause while we got TV`s on the ride
And D`s on the ride, don`t hate us cause your girl wanna ride

[King Jacob]
Young guys, a consolation prize, show `em what they won guys
Keep your woman tongue tied, probably already hit a hundred and one times
Why y`all keep hatin, me and P be ridin by (bye bye)

[Chorus]

[King Jacob]
Dirty I`m outta control, catch me out on the road
Drivin too fast or pulled over, hollerin at hoes
Don`t matter, either way it go, I`m gonna flow
On eighty-eight inches, and the dope box smoke
Us thoroughbread niggaz never show no pain
Got your girl in my bed, but I don`t know no names
Got a ice rolle, a Range on them thangs
With a nice crib and I ain`t sold no cocaine

[Professor]
Introduce your please now and direct is complete
You`ll probably see doin `tography, eights in the street
Up in the ride, body big block with a stick in the floor
I do donuts then let cops stare, give chase when I go
I`m gonna still kick it with "Lunatics" that sick with the flow
I`m shittin on hoes, that mine are so clean sittin on both
You never know what you expect, you see us out on the road
What you expect when it`s flossin season, we do this like pros

[Chorus]

[Skit]
Nelly: Yo mayn, what the fuck just happened out there
Man: Mayn these niggaz tryna crucify a nigga man, I mean
Nelly: Yeah, I`m try not pop on talkin and shit
Nelly: I`m like what these niggaz did done
Man: Man they ain`t really talkin `bout nothin
Nelly: Man y`all better hurry up and get y`all ass to the studio mayn
Nelly: `Fore y`all get in no more trouble
Man: I`m comin yo, I`m tryna
Nelly: Y`all niggaz gettin locked up, I just bailed you niggaz out
Man: I know, I thankful for that man
Nelly: Bouncin and shit
Nelly: Gotta get this money mayn
Man: I`m comin
Nelly: Presidents now
Nelly: Get y`all ass here
Man: Gotta go home in a minute though

(*inhale and cough*)

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Nelly: I`m at the studio mayn, c`mon Man: Oh, we on our way Nelly: Y`all niggaz supposed to be here an hour ago mayn Man: Oh, word Man: Well hold on real quick, talk to Pete Nelly: Holla at Pete, what this nigga talkin `bout [King Jacob] Bouncin in my Monte Carlo on my these and those Word to hispanics, `atics Rollin nappies and Caddy classes (yeah) Gettin harrassed them by them bastards [Professor] Hey yo, I see your color Jacob, they creepin up on the side Just doin they job, fuck with us cause there`s D`s on the ride [King Jacob] Got me queazy inside, plus we got the feezy inside And we "Cheech" while we ride, I can`t believe we this high [Professor] Man, if he trippin off this blunt, then he`s a bitch cop I roll past the whole constitutes smoke just pourin out the G-top (tops) [King Jacob] Plus my nigga filled to the bompty-bompty Boopin feet turn them sirens on, I doubt if we stop [Professor] I wish that he would, I bet he in there wishin he could Computers chips up under the hood by Jacob [King Jacob] Really they would, that it`s still to the good Cause we still in the hood Plus I got a license if he trip and filler that bud [Professor] Shit he about to flag us, fittin to harass us We catch a free case, if he bag us Nigga gonna fag us out, if he pass us [Chorus] - w/ ad libs Bouncin in my Monte Carlo on my these and those Popo trippin, wanna flag a nigga about his radio No time to panic, hide the automatic and I`ll stash the dro Run my name, our plates, my shit gets checked, you gotta let us go [Professor] They pulled up right on our ass And just as quick as he got on us, U-turned up on the grass I`m like Jacob your killin the gas, you school `em so fast You should be sportin a book in the bag, I looked and just laughed [King Jacob] Shit you know how I do it, gone off that fluid Plus this dope don`t help, I`m takin cron needle steps Now we need hoes next cause I`m full of this weed Lookin for "Love Connection" like Chuck Woolery [Professor] Indeed, you know it`s time to act a plum fool up Professor and King Jacob it`s time these haters shape up And wake up, cause while we got TV`s on the ride And D`s on the ride, don`t hate us cause your girl wanna ride [King Jacob] Young guys, a consolation prize, show `em what they won guys Keep your woman tongue tied, probably already hit a hundred and one times Why y`all keep hatin, me and P be ridin by (bye bye) [Chorus] [King Jacob] Dirty I`m outta control, catch me out on the road Drivin too fast or pulled over, hollerin at hoes Don`t matter, either way it go, I`m gonna flow On eighty-eight inches, and the dope box smoke Us thoroughbread niggaz never show no pain Got your girl in my bed, but I don`t know no names Got a ice rolle, a Range on them thangs With a nice crib and I ain`t sold no cocaine [Professor] Introduce your please now and direct is complete You`ll probably see doin `tography, eights in the street Up in the ride, body big block with a stick in the floor I do donuts then let cops stare, give chase when I go I`m gonna still kick it with "Lunatics" that sick with the flow I`m shittin on hoes, that mine are so clean sittin on both You never know what you expect, you see us out on the road What you expect when it`s flossin season, we do this like pros [Chorus] [Skit] Nelly: Yo mayn, what the fuck just happened out there Man: Mayn these niggaz tryna crucify a nigga man, I mean Nelly: Yeah, I`m try not pop on talkin and shit Nelly: I`m like what these niggaz did done Man: Man they ain`t really talkin `bout nothin Nelly: Man y`all better hurry up and get y`all ass to the studio mayn Nelly: `Fore y`all get in no more trouble Man: I`m comin yo, I`m tryna Nelly: Y`all niggaz gettin locked up, I just bailed you niggaz out Man: I know, I thankful for that man Nelly: Bouncin and shit Nelly: Gotta get this money mayn Man: I`m comin Nelly: Presidents now Nelly: Get y`all ass here Man: Gotta go home in a minute though (inhale and cough) Нравится песня? 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