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Текст (слова) песни: Rottin Razkals - Lik a Shot



[Supreme C]
Lick off a shot, I like drama hot
A strain on my brain make me kill your blood clot
So when you `treat, make sure you got a shield
Cos on the real-to-real I make your body stand still
Watch your back, I get dim like the night
In and out of sight to hit that ass up right
Straight from the jungle where I call the zoo
A major breakthrough, Jersey comin through
A straight line I walk, from Ill Town to Newark
Back and forth to pack stacks and vaults
Troopin (troopin) just like the soldier
Even if yer stiff like a boulder
You`ll still get run over
Raise the stakes, all the winner takes
Lyrics to beats like shakes to earthquakes
I puff lye`s, doing double I, till I die
An` everybody get high

[Headache]
Ill to Cruddy Click
Will leave you flattened it`s so simple
Playin` little fags out like a game of Nintendo
Nobody can see this B.G., that`s hard to deal with
Punks knuckle up and they better.........

[Road Dawgs]
Will he get busy, is he ready for the booth?
This tracks makes me wanna grab my gat
And lick off a shot through the roof
I`m straight blasted, everybody`s askin`
Can it be the 6`3" G runnin rampant
Bangin in your ear drum
When I`ve finished niggas`ll know what`s here from
Them other fools frontin, now somebody gotta wear one

[Headache]
I`m quick enough to hit em high with the Double I
I`m lettin you know right now I`m not to try to die
Load up the clip for clicks who wanna start beef
To be raised in the hood, you`ve gotta have heart, chief
Headache is the name
Catchin wreck is the game
When I`m battle MC`s I go tear em out the picture frame

[Road Dawgs]
Who wanna try to ???? big booty, niggas, what`s happenin?
From ???? to 1-18 Dionna Warwick can`t keep us gangstas from rappin
This is the Road Dawgs
Rollin` wid the Double I crew, we got it locked
From the westside of Inglewood to Bangkok
I drop slang, let my nutz hang
Bustas can`t handle us, from here to Los Angeles
Niggas hoo-bang

[Black of Zoo Crew]
Yo, this Black, I`m representin the motherfuckin Zoo Crew
I got my man Sup C in the motherfuckin` house
I got my man Headache in the motherfuckin` house
I got Dueja, I got my motherfuckin people
The Road Dawgs, Rottin Razkals, and the Cruddy Click
And yo, my man K-Boogie on this track
And now we gonna do it like this
If you pussies can`t give us our props
Don`t come to Jersey and do no shows thinkin that they`re sold out, nigga

Chorus-X2
It`s like that y`all, and we don`t stop
It`s like that y`all, lick of a motherfuckin shot

[Dueja]
Left to right, right to left I fight to death
Mentally mad, I`m insane, but I`m the best
Cos I flip shit, get niggas lifted
And then I creep to the naughty play ground
Way down in jungle deep
To smell the indo comin` from the steps
As I walk down the block, niggaz throwin up the set
Double I, for life, if you slip, you`re get dealt with quick
My brotha Gutter shakled up behind the steel strips

[Cruddy Click]
Cruddy quality is heavy duty
You never knew me, pull no stu-dy
To hide the 30 to life, my ??? roll on niggas who try and do me
I send the them 60 miles south, klicklow like ????
Not even a scout can find your whereabouts
You motherfuckers can lobby together, that makes it better
For the annihilation, occasion, erasion, invasion
And I must seriously doubt if you can find a passage out
You ego maniac, ???? get blowed out
When I showed out
Ill Town``s how I stand for mind
Get props to Alpine, rip rhymes
Designed with Cruddy types of obstacles
It`s not impossible
Your niggaz is unstoppable

[Diesel - Rottin Razkals]
Hold your horses
The lyrical force is about to toss this
Standin in the column with no draws or losses

[Fam - Rottin Razkals]
I come to make a mess
And put a disorder on anything in order
Sorta slaughter your recorder in the way you oughta

[Diesel]
Prepare for the worst
Once my verse hits the earth
Competition`s in fear, I could make a star burst

[Fam]
Wish it weren`t trouble
We get it on the Double (I)
Necks get ripped in a rumble
You stumble, fumble, then crumble
Nigga

[Diesel]
Frustration influencin my attitude and mood
Not in the mood to hear it
So kid, don`t step near it

[Fam]
We ain`t gotta prove naythin
Zip up your lip, cool with the basin
Recognize and realize
Open your eyes, look who you`re facin
I`ve been BEAT UP
THROWN ALL AROUN
BURNS ON MY FACE
SLAMMED ON THE GROUND

[Diesel]
The microphone is taken
You must have been mistaken
If your thought I was fakin
Swinger, ain`t perpertratin

[Fam]
So if you wanna be down
Just step up, step up
And if your pockets are too heavy
You can give it up, yeah

[Diesel]
Lyrics is my life, and the rhythm got me livin
Cross the I once and it ain`t no forgivin (forgivin)

 

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