Текст (слова) песни: Masta Ase, Inc. - Boom Bashin

Here comes the boom, with the hip hop bash as I smash and crash
How many gangsta rappers are gonna last?
Not one, they got done, I had fun
doin em and screwin em and booin em and chewin em
I`m slick and I`m quick, up my sleeve is a trick
Hey! So what, I use funky drummers, suck my dick.
I`m still thick, with murderous beats and heavy kick
and I`m sick of the so-called shots ya gonna lick
I slam and I slam and I slam, did I mention that I slam
don`t eat spinach but I yam what I yam
death-defyin like a circus, I work this
mic, you can`t jerk this, off-beat on purpose
I never smoke dope, I don`t carry a nine
I ain`t no hustler with bitches on my mind
gangstas are swimming in the water,
I oughta, boom bash and slaughta

I`ma break it down, and I do mean down, yo way down,
so far downtown the devil`s gonna call it underground
and niggaz betta know the fuckin score
cuz I`m raw, like eddy,
and like confetti they get tore
up, from the floor, up,
there`s no time
and my spits gettin sprayed in ya face as I rhyme
so run run run, ya better head for the hills
get ya gun gun gun, and ya cyanide pills
and a rope for ya neck, and a razor for your wrists
cuz I`m pissed, and it`s suicide to battle this
ummm, highly explosive, material
grand imperial, pour me on cereal
cuz I flow from the belly of a cow
wipe ya brow, how ya like me now
You can get with this, or you can get with that
but you can`t get with the man with the mad snap hat
I take em out with one blow to the cerebellum
and tell `em, my jams are so funky you can smell `em
rhyme for rhyme, head for head with a one go
i come from brooklyn, it`s wild like a jungle
yeah, you might get a cap jack, ya act wack,
I carry a can of flat black in my napsack
lookin for a wall to tag up, and brag up
and rag up, yo nigga yo digga raise the flag up
I click click my heels, and good is how it feels
there`s no place like home and chrome on ya wheels
chasin through the projects, I lose you
hope I didn`t bruise you, I cruise through
your neighborhood, in a chevrolet impala
dropped to the ground and, makin the girls holla
rollin, rollin, rollin, I`m rollin
sorry officer, the car ain`t stolen
i really don`t care what you thought of me
i oughta be, far from orderly
in my fashion, i boom and i bash and

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» Masta Ase, Inc. - The Big East
» Masta Ase, Inc. - Late Model Sedan
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» Masta Ase, Inc. - `Classroom` *
» Masta Ase, Inc. - Born To Roll (Jeep Ass Niguh remix)


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: Masta Ase, Inc. - Boom Bashin Here comes the boom, with the hip hop bash as I smash and crash How many gangsta rappers are gonna last? Not one, they got done, I had fun doin em and screwin em and booin em and chewin em I`m slick and I`m quick, up my sleeve is a trick Hey! So what, I use funky drummers, suck my dick. I`m still thick, with murderous beats and heavy kick and I`m sick of the so-called shots ya gonna lick I slam and I slam and I slam, did I mention that I slam don`t eat spinach but I yam what I yam death-defyin like a circus, I work this mic, you can`t jerk this, off-beat on purpose I never smoke dope, I don`t carry a nine I ain`t no hustler with bitches on my mind gangstas are swimming in the water, I oughta, boom bash and slaughta I`ma break it down, and I do mean down, yo way down, so far downtown the devil`s gonna call it underground and niggaz betta know the fuckin score cuz I`m raw, like eddy, and like confetti they get tore up, from the floor, up, there`s no time and my spits gettin sprayed in ya face as I rhyme so run run run, ya better head for the hills get ya gun gun gun, and ya cyanide pills and a rope for ya neck, and a razor for your wrists cuz I`m pissed, and it`s suicide to battle this ummm, highly explosive, material grand imperial, pour me on cereal cuz I flow from the belly of a cow wipe ya brow, how ya like me now You can get with this, or you can get with that but you can`t get with the man with the mad snap hat I take em out with one blow to the cerebellum and tell `em, my jams are so funky you can smell `em rhyme for rhyme, head for head with a one go i come from brooklyn, it`s wild like a jungle yeah, you might get a cap jack, ya act wack, I carry a can of flat black in my napsack lookin for a wall to tag up, and brag up and rag up, yo nigga yo digga raise the flag up I click click my heels, and good is how it feels there`s no place like home and chrome on ya wheels chasin through the projects, I lose you hope I didn`t bruise you, I cruise through your neighborhood, in a chevrolet impala dropped to the ground and, makin the girls holla rollin, rollin, rollin, I`m rollin sorry officer, the car ain`t stolen i really don`t care what you thought of me i oughta be, far from orderly in my fashion, i boom and i bash and Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Boom Bashin: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/13757.html Все тексты песен: Masta Ase, Inc. » Masta Ase, Inc. - Boom Bashin » Masta Ase, Inc. - Jack B. Nimble » Masta Ase, Inc. - The Big East » Masta Ase, Inc. - Late Model Sedan » Masta Ase, Inc. - Slaughtahouse * » Masta Ase, Inc. - `Classroom` * » Masta Ase, Inc. - Born To Roll (Jeep Ass Niguh remix) Рекомендуем скачать: » Шухрат Хусаинов, Алексей Аракчеев - Ответ Маруси электрику » Шамиль Абряров - Пирог со свечами » Шура, Shura - Отшумели летние дожди » Шумов Василий [Центр] - Межгалактический воин » Шухрат Хусаинов - В миг, когда еще не ждем... » Шелег Михаил - ДОЖДИСЬ! » Шура, Shura - Мы разные » Шухрат Хусаинов - Посвящение замерзшему дому » Шухрат Хусаинов - Прости. Прощай. Забудь... » Шумов Василий [Центр] - Сейшн-сенсейшн » Шухрат Хусаинов - Все то, что со мной творится... » Шелег Михаил - ПО САДОВОМУ КОЛЬЦУ » Шухрат Хусаинов - Посвящение Зинуру » Шура, Shura - Bailando » Шухрат Хусаинов - Я уйду ненадолго, прощаниям не верьте... » Шура - Нам хорошо » Шухрат Хусаинов - Плач по Самарканду, написанный в глухую полярную ночь » Шухрат Хусаинов - Растрепанный ветер сугробы взъерошил... » Шамиль Абряров - Молчанье природы » Шелег Михаил - БАБЬЕ ЛЕТО
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