Текст (слова) песни: Kurupt f Crooked I, Daz, Xzibit - Tha Streetz Iz a Mutha

Daz:
Aw yeah!
Right about now it`s time to get busy
Huh, straight out the box, nonstop
Kurupt the Kingpin, Xzibit, Crooked I

(Wait a minute, um)

Crooked I:
This is the art of, manslaughter
When I`m rockin` I`m more shockin` than droppin` a boom box in bath water
You entered the wrong scuffle
You catchin` a chrome buckle
I uppercut niggas hard enough to break my own knuckles
Deliver the sick verbals
My shotty spit a round, before you hit the ground,
your body spin around, in six circles
Diminishin` infamous menaces
I`m waitin` to get dicced, if not, I`m a start finishin` innocents
Lyrics (lyrics), I`m breezin the region
Freezin g`s in your legion
Freakin` ancient techniques when I`m speakin` phoenician
It`s all about Crooked
These bitches shout Crooked
I`ll make you say the West Coast aint shit without Crooked
I own a vicious label, niggas`ll get disabled
When I`m spittin` rhymes written on project kitchen tables
I load this 4-5 and let slugs dive at ya
Now that`s for Crooked I, the scrap happy, mic snatcha

Daz:
Motherfuccers can you dig that, huh?
Can you fucc with this?
Let`s get Kurupt the Kingpin to fucc y`all niggas up
Y`all don`t wanna see none of this west coast MC shit
Yeah, how you like me now motherfucker!?!

Kurupt:
Terror starts, in the midst of your heart, starts
The storm, my vocals float like arts
In the mystic state of mind, when I create a rhyme
My microphone massacres every year the same time
With audio amputations, vocal thoughts of a loud talker
Up against the microphone night stalker
With a tendency of bashing MCs, like ten of me
As you can see I continue mashin` MCs
Caboom, the room gets cleared as my views get clearer
Extra-terrestrial microphone terror
In effect, get infected
Tell me what the fucc you expected
These venemous injections
I leave whole sections, and sections full of injections
From these poisenous melodies and selections
I select the methods of slow anguish
I mangle shit with my language
Tell me, have you ever seen one elope
With the microphone
In a scandal like abilities to make MCs explode
Baboom, alone in my own zone
So don`t compare me to none
Not one`s nearly
Severe, cuz I severely, impare MCs
Near me, oppose and fear me, I got plots and theories
Sincerely, I could have the spot locked
Niggas get stoned for touching microphones
with no knowledge on how to rock

Daz:
Yeah, back in effect, it don`t stop
Turn your speakers up, DJ Battlecat on the table
We fuckin` it up like this and like that, yeah
Got my homeboy Xzibit in the motherfuccin` house
Alkaholiks!

Xzibit:
When I was enlisted
I came to the table double fisted
Sadistic, heavy artillery, for all my enemies
Bust shots up in the sky screamin` obsenities
Make niggas sport cackies and chucks from hear to Italy
It`ll be, a cold day in Hell when you see Xzibit fail
Act like a bitch on bail, tuck tail, and run
See we do it how it can`t be done
I`m the rough cut, plus how the west was won
Or direct descendant of the gatling gun
Don`t test me son, you fucc around and catch you one
That aint a threat, that`s a promise I can definitely keep
You can`t compete wit` 25 niggas wit` heat in the street
Ready to repeat, round after after round at you
All hell break lose when the whole Pound come through
I found that you and yours, can never fucc wit` mine
I own shit but gimme some more like Busta Rhymes
Cross the line, now you gotta pay the piper
I`m The Alkaholik sniper, that be keepin` the crowds hyper
It`s ashes to ashes and dust to dust
Can`t stop till me and my niggas is platinum plus

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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: Kurupt f Crooked I, Daz, Xzibit - Tha Streetz Iz a Mutha Daz: Aw yeah! Right about now it`s time to get busy Huh, straight out the box, nonstop Kurupt the Kingpin, Xzibit, Crooked I (Wait a minute, um) Crooked I: This is the art of, manslaughter When I`m rockin` I`m more shockin` than droppin` a boom box in bath water You entered the wrong scuffle You catchin` a chrome buckle I uppercut niggas hard enough to break my own knuckles Deliver the sick verbals My shotty spit a round, before you hit the ground, your body spin around, in six circles Diminishin` infamous menaces I`m waitin` to get dicced, if not, I`m a start finishin` innocents Lyrics (lyrics), I`m breezin the region Freezin g`s in your legion Freakin` ancient techniques when I`m speakin` phoenician It`s all about Crooked These bitches shout Crooked I`ll make you say the West Coast aint shit without Crooked I own a vicious label, niggas`ll get disabled When I`m spittin` rhymes written on project kitchen tables I load this 4-5 and let slugs dive at ya Now that`s for Crooked I, the scrap happy, mic snatcha Daz: Motherfuccers can you dig that, huh? Can you fucc with this? Let`s get Kurupt the Kingpin to fucc y`all niggas up Y`all don`t wanna see none of this west coast MC shit Yeah, how you like me now motherfucker!?! Kurupt: Terror starts, in the midst of your heart, starts The storm, my vocals float like arts In the mystic state of mind, when I create a rhyme My microphone massacres every year the same time With audio amputations, vocal thoughts of a loud talker Up against the microphone night stalker With a tendency of bashing MCs, like ten of me As you can see I continue mashin` MCs Caboom, the room gets cleared as my views get clearer Extra-terrestrial microphone terror In effect, get infected Tell me what the fucc you expected These venemous injections I leave whole sections, and sections full of injections From these poisenous melodies and selections I select the methods of slow anguish I mangle shit with my language Tell me, have you ever seen one elope With the microphone In a scandal like abilities to make MCs explode Baboom, alone in my own zone So don`t compare me to none Not one`s nearly Severe, cuz I severely, impare MCs Near me, oppose and fear me, I got plots and theories Sincerely, I could have the spot locked Niggas get stoned for touching microphones with no knowledge on how to rock Daz: Yeah, back in effect, it don`t stop Turn your speakers up, DJ Battlecat on the table We fuckin` it up like this and like that, yeah Got my homeboy Xzibit in the motherfuccin` house Alkaholiks! Xzibit: When I was enlisted I came to the table double fisted Sadistic, heavy artillery, for all my enemies Bust shots up in the sky screamin` obsenities Make niggas sport cackies and chucks from hear to Italy It`ll be, a cold day in Hell when you see Xzibit fail Act like a bitch on bail, tuck tail, and run See we do it how it can`t be done I`m the rough cut, plus how the west was won Or direct descendant of the gatling gun Don`t test me son, you fucc around and catch you one That aint a threat, that`s a promise I can definitely keep You can`t compete wit` 25 niggas wit` heat in the street Ready to repeat, round after after round at you All hell break lose when the whole Pound come through I found that you and yours, can never fucc wit` mine I own shit but gimme some more like Busta Rhymes Cross the line, now you gotta pay the piper I`m The Alkaholik sniper, that be keepin` the crowds hyper It`s ashes to ashes and dust to dust Can`t stop till me and my niggas is platinum plus Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Tha Streetz Iz a Mutha: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/110/1/7382.html Все тексты песен: Kurupt f Crooked I, Daz, Xzibit » Kurupt f Crooked I, Daz, Xzibit - Tha Streetz Iz a Mutha » Kurupt f Crooked I, Daz, Xzibit - Step Up Рекомендуем скачать: » Ольга Арефьева (Ковчег) - Это не рок » Ольга Афраймович - Феникс (песня) » Оркрист - Планета » Олег Задорожный - Жить в болотах под вокабулы Борея... » Олег Митяев - Огоньки » Ольга Запрудина - Олегу Митяеву » Олег Шимуда - Песенка про ништяк » Ольга Запрудина - Подарок любимому » Облачный край, Сергей Богаев - Возвращение зловещих большевиков » О.Газманов - На заре » Олег Митяев - Тольятти » Олег Газманов - На кончике стрелы » Ольга Арефьева - Тигры » Ольга Тишина - Монолог » Ольга Залесская - Нет ада. Есть незнанье рая... » Ольга Качанова - Стрелочник » Олег Щетников - Нечаянный ветер » Олег Щетников - Ночная степь » Олег Литвиненко, Юрий Киселев - Юный Моцарт » Олег Кабалик - На приёме у дежурного поэта
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