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Текст (слова) песни: Magno - Old School Beat

[Magno]
It`s Magno on a old school beat, 22`s on a old school fleet
You ain`t a Cadillac Mag, I could tell by them hoes you meet
Girls love me cause the flow`s unique, it`s no competition
Don`t even try to rap Mag, we rock fitted`s now
Throw away that snap back, if it`s a Mag track then you know that`s money
That`s a hardwood classic, not a throwback dummy
In Denver Colorado, with a Colfax honey
Like a nose I got a flow that`s runny, yeah
You know me, I`m down to choke and beat a hater
That`s if I lose my cool, like a broke refrigerator
Y`all niggas think y`all muffle, till I break y`all face into pieces
Like a jigsaw puzzle, hoes ease my brain like a cheap psychiatrist
I got they voice breaking up, like cingular wireless
I cock back, and let that weaponry go
Your flows tacky, outdated like That 70`s Show
Magnificent that kid, that`s destined to blow
Collecting the do`, put that Smith-N-Wess to your throat
Either take a deep swallow, or three hollows
Choose wisely, I treat you cats like Ron Isely
Left between the sheets, when I bust that 3-8
Got your mom`s crying a river, like Justin T-lake
So go ahead, just admit I`m best
`Fore I put this chrome to your pipe, like an emission test
You ain`t even `pose, to been a roller
Dealing with Mag, chiefs get bagged like groceries at Kroger`s
I got the cutest broads, I pull up with model chicks
That`s taller, than NBA shooting guards
But Magno`s, playing the point
I assist her with dick, and then we blazing a joint
I keep on displaying the point, that I`m the coldest
I`m the joystick, I control this
That`s why your ex, still wanna page
My album gon sell, like X pills at a rave
The Rookie of the Year, gon make a mill in a day
If it don`t, I`m making mills from the game
I never beg for pennies, think different
Better scramble, like some eggs at Denny`s
I got that chrome and that lead, to tempt me
I`ma squeeze, till your head is empty
Magnificent spit that real, and make a jerk nervous
People sleeping on your flows, like church service
Cause you worthless, who messing with Mag
Keep talking, you`ll be missing a dad
Matter fact you`ll be missing a moms, you get abused for joking
My balls so big, they could be used for bowling
And I don`t mean to seem ferocious
My click exterminate, but I don`t mean for roaches
I got lines, like a operator
Might go to Oakland, and just cop the Raiders
You just don`t know man, I`ll pop a hater
You got some do` man, but my knot is greater
Then nod your head, in a slow bob
I hate working, but I will take a blow job
It`s Magno, I keep wrecking the flow
That`s why your boy, collecting the do`
I step in the room ice chain, Mike got the ice mouth
You might see us on T.V., the ice house
A street flavor, we got that street flavor
haters wanna hate, but them stats beat haters, yeah

 

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