Текст (слова) песни: King Tee f Nefretiti, Mad Kap - We Got Tha Fat Joint

Wrap
Then pass that joint

( *in the background* )
Where the joint, man?
Somebody got it
I ain`t got it

Check it out y`all
Mad Kap`s in the house
Nefrettiti`s in the house
And she finna kick it like this
Come on now
Come on

[ VERSE 1: Nefretiti ]
So just call me the spark, held by the flame
Once again my beats make white boys reclaim
A stain on your brain, and yet I`m stayin the same
Bust another rhyme, move into the hard time
My lifeline revolves into a circle of zero
And like for real I never liked no superficial hero
Now this joint is fat, so spark up that fat joint
And yes, you best believe I`m born again to prove my point
To say the least, I know you know that hip-hop won`t stop
I smooth will get wreck, then pass me the joint

Pass it around
Pass it around
Pass it around (2x)

[ Motif ]
Improvisation is the key to this freestyle
Hip-hop style, while jazz in the meanwhile
Stride, glide, and all that good stuff
Ride to the rhythm of this jazz, it`s rough
You`re crippled in the brain from a late night feature
The government is run by the beast and the creatures
Hanger for the hook-up, for the jab it`s junk
They`re comin in your speaker with the funk-fu-fu-funk
Some want you to say today I can`t fit on one caper
Take out the seeds and begin to rollin papers
Then I roll the blunt or a spliff or a fattie
Feelin like a hood with a beanie in a Caddy
I love my herb, I love my money, cause I`m young, matty
Never eat the pork, cause it`s much, much too fatty
So come down, selector, and give me my props
I`m runnin through a field of marihuana crops
I`m thinkin, all the green, fat, crazy, stinky buds
Flow on the instrumental, cause this rhyme is not a dud

[ Coke ]
Gettin crazy blunted, and you`ll never say I fronted
On the raps, cause I take the track and run it
Into the ground, I`m ghetto clown number one
Rhymes are kinda fat like two tons of fun
Smash, boom, bam! and I never sound flam
It`s that nigga King Tee with the Mad Kap band
Gettin stupid high off the chocolate ghetto thai
So pass the dutchie on the left-hand side
King Tee and Nef, and the rhymes are on point
But now it`s time for Coke to pass the fuckin joint

Pass it around
Pass it around
Pass it around (5x)

[ King Tee ]
Now here comes the bomb...
Pass it around, throw some flex in
Peek-a-boo! I mean - ooh! I be fresh when
I do that, but wait - who dat? It`s the King
Mad Kap, Nefrettiti`s the queen
With the sound of Africa to the streets
Somethin the Man can`t cheat
And make it pop, cause we`re already poppin
So I`m whistlin, sittin on the dock by
The bay, singin `ay-hey,` can you copy?
Boomin like a jeep, deep with my posse
What`s up, sister? yeah, it`s Mister
K-i-n-g Tee, I brung a mixture
Of ruff rhymes, I drove by to shoot the pop rap
Cause you know you gotta stop that
Bullshit, but when my pull hits, it`s on point
And I got the fat joint

Pass it around
Pass it around
Pass it around (4x)

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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: King Tee f Nefretiti, Mad Kap - We Got Tha Fat Joint Wrap Then pass that joint ( in the background ) Where the joint, man? Somebody got it I ain`t got it Check it out y`all Mad Kap`s in the house Nefrettiti`s in the house And she finna kick it like this Come on now Come on [ VERSE 1: Nefretiti ] So just call me the spark, held by the flame Once again my beats make white boys reclaim A stain on your brain, and yet I`m stayin the same Bust another rhyme, move into the hard time My lifeline revolves into a circle of zero And like for real I never liked no superficial hero Now this joint is fat, so spark up that fat joint And yes, you best believe I`m born again to prove my point To say the least, I know you know that hip-hop won`t stop I smooth will get wreck, then pass me the joint Pass it around Pass it around Pass it around (2x) [ Motif ] Improvisation is the key to this freestyle Hip-hop style, while jazz in the meanwhile Stride, glide, and all that good stuff Ride to the rhythm of this jazz, it`s rough You`re crippled in the brain from a late night feature The government is run by the beast and the creatures Hanger for the hook-up, for the jab it`s junk They`re comin in your speaker with the funk-fu-fu-funk Some want you to say today I can`t fit on one caper Take out the seeds and begin to rollin papers Then I roll the blunt or a spliff or a fattie Feelin like a hood with a beanie in a Caddy I love my herb, I love my money, cause I`m young, matty Never eat the pork, cause it`s much, much too fatty So come down, selector, and give me my props I`m runnin through a field of marihuana crops I`m thinkin, all the green, fat, crazy, stinky buds Flow on the instrumental, cause this rhyme is not a dud [ Coke ] Gettin crazy blunted, and you`ll never say I fronted On the raps, cause I take the track and run it Into the ground, I`m ghetto clown number one Rhymes are kinda fat like two tons of fun Smash, boom, bam! and I never sound flam It`s that nigga King Tee with the Mad Kap band Gettin stupid high off the chocolate ghetto thai So pass the dutchie on the left-hand side King Tee and Nef, and the rhymes are on point But now it`s time for Coke to pass the fuckin joint Pass it around Pass it around Pass it around (5x) [ King Tee ] Now here comes the bomb... Pass it around, throw some flex in Peek-a-boo! I mean - ooh! I be fresh when I do that, but wait - who dat? It`s the King Mad Kap, Nefrettiti`s the queen With the sound of Africa to the streets Somethin the Man can`t cheat And make it pop, cause we`re already poppin So I`m whistlin, sittin on the dock by The bay, singin `ay-hey,` can you copy? Boomin like a jeep, deep with my posse What`s up, sister? yeah, it`s Mister K-i-n-g Tee, I brung a mixture Of ruff rhymes, I drove by to shoot the pop rap Cause you know you gotta stop that Bullshit, but when my pull hits, it`s on point And I got the fat joint Pass it around Pass it around Pass it around (4x) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни We Got Tha Fat Joint: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/110/1/7591.html Все тексты песен: King Tee f Nefretiti, Mad Kap » King Tee f Nefretiti, Mad Kap - We Got Tha Fat Joint » King Tee f Nefretiti, Mad Kap - Tha Triflin` Album Рекомендуем скачать: » Евгений Сельц - Злополучное время прибирает бразды... » Евгений Коблик - Как только стает снег, как только всё воскреснет... » Екатерина Яровая - Никите Якубовичу » Ефим Ташлицкий - Я забываю русские слова... » Евгений Медведев - Ты пригласила меня на чашку чая к себе... » Евгений Банников - Сатка » Ефим Ташлицкий - Хрустальными льдинками в плен взят фисташковый куст... » Ежова Ира - Пятнадцать лет » Евгений Романов - (Стихи) » Елена Фролова - Боже, Боже, разве я не ангел!.. » Евгений Клячкин - Мелодия в ритме лодки » Евгений Коблик - Осенние птицы » Евгений Клячкин - Уличная цыганочка » Елена Решетняк - Портрет » Екатерина Барановская - Только не уходи!.. » Евгений Келлер - Dongmei » Евгений Исакевич - Лестница » Евгений Исакевич - Про котов » Евгений Бабенко - Наш паровоз – вперед, со стуком... » Елена Казанцева - Система взглядов и понятий...
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