Текст (слова) песни: Kool Keith - Keith Turbo

[Kool Keith]
New York City! (Keith Turbo)
You`re listening to the number one
The one and only (Keith Turbo)
Keith (Keith Turbo) Turbo
Pontiac, GTO
That`s right, we do it like that
Keith Turbo, the new man
Here we go

Move in close range, with the ARTCC
Air Route Traffic Control Center
I freeze MC`s at maximum degrees
??, from the street when I ripped apartments
and the Corman suites
Two and a half units available, bass you can`t trace
Your girl starin in my face at 7,000 feet
Turbo, jets in the cockpit
You flock with weak kids on the block with
For protection, I`ll ruin your whole section
For major alteration, my final approach is to spray y`all
Attack ya like roaches
Don`t step to me at the food court at the municipal airport
Your unmatched performance can`t stop my endurance
Runaway 18-L, pilot one, change in your slot
Number two you`re through, dischargin your battery
Stop rappin to me
New York City`s number one MC, that`s real G
Who`s that kid B? Passengers are in position
Change your whole vision
Commercial instructors stop your stretch marks
Take off your shirt I see your ribs
Fakin like you Tommy Gibbs
Technology program, you used to know
I used to study with Son of Sam, that`s right

(Keith Turbo) Pontiac, GTO
(Keith Turbo) Pontiac, GTO
(Keith Turbo) Pontiac, GTO
(Keith Turbo) Pontiac, GTO
Man (Keith Turbo)
I can throw a hundred thousand pound walrus right through the walls
That`s right
Mad like five gorillas in the vocal booth [mad like five guerillas]
It`s all Turbo
Yo Mom Duke, pass me my helmet
Let me show these kids what to do

RPM 600 pound gorillas, 22 not hot
Engine accurate, GPS storm scopes on your folks
Monitors equal, my three million new fans are white people
Geared toward the universe while black people think the worse
Realistically expect my gross is twenty times your checks
Triple that diamond around your necks, besides I hate cars
You feel the turbulence, fasten seatbelts, close your vents
Rugged horsepower, M-20-F, executive manifestin you a lesson
False representation`ll leave y`all sweatin in the train station
Remember I`m blacker than your used Acura
That`s why I laugh at ya
like a anorexic model on the crack bottle
Y`all play Frankie Beverly I`m in the future with a phaser network
I bet ya I`ll make your beck hurt
Endorsements from the universities can`t stop my abilities
Financial trainin on the campus
Sock ya like ? did Kurt Rambis
Fax you that flight number, stand by frequency
Don`t mess with me

(Keith Turbo) Pontiac, GTO
(Keith Turbo) Pontiac, GTO
(Keith Turbo) Pontiac, GTO
(Keith Turbo) Pontiac, GTO

That`s right y`all, it`s all about NASA
When I ride around in my NASCAR
Don`t think I`m Richard Petty, or Bobby Unser
or even Al Unser, it`s all Indy 500 when I run around
You know it, I come with the fluid like Jackie Stewart

(Keith Turbo)
(Keith Turbo)
(Keith Turbo) *laughing*

(Keith Turbo) *laughing*

(Keith Turbo)

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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: Kool Keith - Keith Turbo [Kool Keith] New York City! (Keith Turbo) You`re listening to the number one The one and only (Keith Turbo) Keith (Keith Turbo) Turbo Pontiac, GTO That`s right, we do it like that Keith Turbo, the new man Here we go Move in close range, with the ARTCC Air Route Traffic Control Center I freeze MC`s at maximum degrees ??, from the street when I ripped apartments and the Corman suites Two and a half units available, bass you can`t trace Your girl starin in my face at 7,000 feet Turbo, jets in the cockpit You flock with weak kids on the block with For protection, I`ll ruin your whole section For major alteration, my final approach is to spray y`all Attack ya like roaches Don`t step to me at the food court at the municipal airport Your unmatched performance can`t stop my endurance Runaway 18-L, pilot one, change in your slot Number two you`re through, dischargin your battery Stop rappin to me New York City`s number one MC, that`s real G Who`s that kid B? Passengers are in position Change your whole vision Commercial instructors stop your stretch marks Take off your shirt I see your ribs Fakin like you Tommy Gibbs Technology program, you used to know I used to study with Son of Sam, that`s right (Keith Turbo) Pontiac, GTO (Keith Turbo) Pontiac, GTO (Keith Turbo) Pontiac, GTO (Keith Turbo) Pontiac, GTO Man (Keith Turbo) I can throw a hundred thousand pound walrus right through the walls That`s right Mad like five gorillas in the vocal booth [mad like five guerillas] It`s all Turbo Yo Mom Duke, pass me my helmet Let me show these kids what to do RPM 600 pound gorillas, 22 not hot Engine accurate, GPS storm scopes on your folks Monitors equal, my three million new fans are white people Geared toward the universe while black people think the worse Realistically expect my gross is twenty times your checks Triple that diamond around your necks, besides I hate cars You feel the turbulence, fasten seatbelts, close your vents Rugged horsepower, M-20-F, executive manifestin you a lesson False representation`ll leave y`all sweatin in the train station Remember I`m blacker than your used Acura That`s why I laugh at ya like a anorexic model on the crack bottle Y`all play Frankie Beverly I`m in the future with a phaser network I bet ya I`ll make your beck hurt Endorsements from the universities can`t stop my abilities Financial trainin on the campus Sock ya like ? did Kurt Rambis Fax you that flight number, stand by frequency Don`t mess with me (Keith Turbo) Pontiac, GTO (Keith Turbo) Pontiac, GTO (Keith Turbo) Pontiac, GTO (Keith Turbo) Pontiac, GTO That`s right y`all, it`s all about NASA When I ride around in my NASCAR Don`t think I`m Richard Petty, or Bobby Unser or even Al Unser, it`s all Indy 500 when I run around You know it, I come with the fluid like Jackie Stewart (Keith Turbo) (Keith Turbo) (Keith Turbo) laughing (Keith Turbo) laughing (Keith Turbo) Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Keith Turbo: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/110/1/8119.html Все тексты песен: Kool Keith » Kool Keith - Im Seein Robots » Kool Keith - Back Stage Passes » Kool Keith - Stoney Jackson » Kool Keith - Tess Shit » Kool Keith - Matthew » Kool Keith - Clifton (Santiago) » Kool Keith - Trying to Talk to You » Kool Keith - Intro » Kool Keith - I Wanna Play » Kool Keith - Sly We Fly » Kool Keith - Rockets on the Battlefield » Kool Keith - Lovely Lady » Kool Keith - I Dont Believe You » Kool Keith - Haters » Kool Keith - Mack Trucks » Kool Keith - Dr. Octagon 2 » Kool Keith - The Girls Dont Like The Job » Kool Keith - Spank-Master (Take Off Your Clothes) » Kool Keith - White Label Test Press * » Kool Keith - I Drop Money Рекомендуем скачать: » Клементия - Где-то за морями » Калинов мост - Стали мы с тобой » Кучин Иван - Бандитский нож » Кай Метов - Мама, я хочу быть пионером » Кирилл Ривель - Я не писал для королев и королей... » Константин Лин - Колокольня » Кристина Орбакайте - Перелётная птица » Кабаре-дуэт `Академия` - За пивом » Кирилл Ривель - Мы все – патроны в одном рожке... » Круг Михаил - Пусти меня, мама » Константин Афанасьев - Владимиру Ланцбергу » Константин Никольский - Дороги наши разошлись » Катюша - Теряла » Круг Михаил - Дороги » Константин Еремин - Тавдинка » К.Орбакайте - Десять вечеров » Король и Шут - Запрет отца » Круг Михаил - Приходите в мой дом » К.Легостаев - Только нам... » Кирилл Ривель - Моя память – избирательно забывчивая дама...
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