Текст (слова) песни: Raekwon The Chef - Only Built 4 Cuban Linx...

Intro:

And in our line of work, we need all the help we can get
Tony Wind is the name, he works for a drug ring in Central America
Who wants to kill him?
No information, say yes or no
One point five million
Alright, you get what you want -- money`s no object
They`re all clean, no serial numbers, untraceable
And there are explosive head bullets, in the clip

[Raekwon, Ghostface, (Method)]

Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo-yo, here come the cop man
Yo Starks come here, come here Sun
Come here for a minute!
Aiyyo aiyyo hold up hold up
Shit we gotta go to the store for more baking soda
Yo yo yo get your fuckin, yo this made of glass nig!
Get your big Adidas off my moms table man!
Get the fuck off it man.
Yo just chill man, pass the Cristal man.
Niggaz is greedy man, damn.
Big ass shits.
Yo man you ain`t smoking none of that weed in here man.
Chill man.

Bobby Steels
Somebody go to the store man
Sup kid?
Get that baking soda.
(Yo!) Let`s cut the pie five ways
(Noodles) We came off with two mil kid
Fast (Rollie Fingers, no doubt coming through)
La cosa nostra
(Johnny Blaze!)
(Lou Diamonds!)
Represent kid.
(Tony Starks)
Universal frontier
(Original blood claat bad bwoys)

Chorus: Method Man

Who come to get you? None. They want guns!
I be the first to set off shit, last to run
Wu roll together as one
I call my brother Sun cuz he shine like one

Verse One: Method Man, a.k.a. Johnny Blaze

Check it
Scriptures hit the body like sawed off shotties
Like my hair notty and my nosepiece snotty
Fuck a nigga hottie, that whole pussy probably
Burn like the deserts of Mogabi, for real
Ain`t nuttin fraudulent here, we pioneer
Commandeer a new frontier, this be the Wu yeah
Thirty-six chambers of fear, huh, you lost it
Information leakin out your faucets, hmmmmm
Time to forfeit your crown and leave the ground
There`s a new sheriff in town holdin it down
It`s the two holster, shit shot smoker
Wanted dead or alive, bounty on the poster
Wild in the West, a student of my culture
And life is the test, hold up
Let a nigga catch his breath, we still payin dues
And the last one is death, back to the essence
With that shit you stressin, this rap profession
Now peep Tical, the son of the Shaolin
Isle plus my style, Criminology pays
The last times and days, Johnny fuckin Blaze

Verse Two: Raekwon the Chef, a.k.a. Lou Diamonds

This goes for niggaz who know
Wu will grow like llello, ley no
Plus coolin in Barbados
Ricaans be givin me much shit, the dutch shit
Stay cool papi, seize it with enough shit
Back at the lab a, crack`s bagged up
Yo niggaz act up, what blow up the workers if they hafta
Senoritas, fuckin up a storm buyin guards margaritas
Suckin his dick, up in the whip long
Designed for rhyme prime nigga jail time jiggas
Them niggaz up in Height figures bitin niggaz
Silks Wally-Wear finger rolled chain yeah
Jakes beware black rap millionaires
Rock hairs leather goose bears blowin this year
One eight hundred gambino niggaz yeah

[Meth]
Wu roll together as one
I call my brother Sun cuz he shine like one

Verse Three: RZA, a.k.a. Bobby Steels

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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: Raekwon The Chef - Only Built 4 Cuban Linx... Intro: And in our line of work, we need all the help we can get Tony Wind is the name, he works for a drug ring in Central America Who wants to kill him? No information, say yes or no One point five million Alright, you get what you want -- money`s no object They`re all clean, no serial numbers, untraceable And there are explosive head bullets, in the clip [Raekwon, Ghostface, (Method)] Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo-yo, here come the cop man Yo Starks come here, come here Sun Come here for a minute! Aiyyo aiyyo hold up hold up Shit we gotta go to the store for more baking soda Yo yo yo get your fuckin, yo this made of glass nig! Get your big Adidas off my moms table man! Get the fuck off it man. Yo just chill man, pass the Cristal man. Niggaz is greedy man, damn. Big ass shits. Yo man you ain`t smoking none of that weed in here man. Chill man. Bobby Steels Somebody go to the store man Sup kid? Get that baking soda. (Yo!) Let`s cut the pie five ways (Noodles) We came off with two mil kid Fast (Rollie Fingers, no doubt coming through) La cosa nostra (Johnny Blaze!) (Lou Diamonds!) Represent kid. (Tony Starks) Universal frontier (Original blood claat bad bwoys) Chorus: Method Man Who come to get you? None. They want guns! I be the first to set off shit, last to run Wu roll together as one I call my brother Sun cuz he shine like one Verse One: Method Man, a.k.a. Johnny Blaze Check it Scriptures hit the body like sawed off shotties Like my hair notty and my nosepiece snotty Fuck a nigga hottie, that whole pussy probably Burn like the deserts of Mogabi, for real Ain`t nuttin fraudulent here, we pioneer Commandeer a new frontier, this be the Wu yeah Thirty-six chambers of fear, huh, you lost it Information leakin out your faucets, hmmmmm Time to forfeit your crown and leave the ground There`s a new sheriff in town holdin it down It`s the two holster, shit shot smoker Wanted dead or alive, bounty on the poster Wild in the West, a student of my culture And life is the test, hold up Let a nigga catch his breath, we still payin dues And the last one is death, back to the essence With that shit you stressin, this rap profession Now peep Tical, the son of the Shaolin Isle plus my style, Criminology pays The last times and days, Johnny fuckin Blaze Verse Two: Raekwon the Chef, a.k.a. Lou Diamonds This goes for niggaz who know Wu will grow like llello, ley no Plus coolin in Barbados Ricaans be givin me much shit, the dutch shit Stay cool papi, seize it with enough shit Back at the lab a, crack`s bagged up Yo niggaz act up, what blow up the workers if they hafta Senoritas, fuckin up a storm buyin guards margaritas Suckin his dick, up in the whip long Designed for rhyme prime nigga jail time jiggas Them niggaz up in Height figures bitin niggaz Silks Wally-Wear finger rolled chain yeah Jakes beware black rap millionaires Rock hairs leather goose bears blowin this year One eight hundred gambino niggaz yeah [Meth] Wu roll together as one I call my brother Sun cuz he shine like one Verse Three: RZA, a.k.a. Bobby Steels Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Only Built 4 Cuban Linx...: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/117/1/7816.html Все тексты песен: Raekwon The Chef » Raekwon The Chef - Raw » Raekwon The Chef - Heaven & Hell » Raekwon The Chef - Knowledge God » Raekwon The Chef - Rainy Dayz (Dalvin Remix) » Raekwon The Chef - Nasty Immigrants » Raekwon The Chef - Rainy Dayz » Raekwon The Chef - Knuckleheadz » Raekwon The Chef - Real Life » Raekwon The Chef - Glaciers Of Ice » Raekwon The Chef - My Favorite Dred » Raekwon The Chef - Shark Niggas (Biters) » Raekwon The Chef - Determination » Raekwon The Chef - Striving For Perfection » Raekwon The Chef - Power » Raekwon The Chef - Guillotinz (Swordz) » Raekwon The Chef - My Favorite Dred » Raekwon The Chef - Live From New York » Raekwon The Chef - Friday » Raekwon The Chef - Yae Yo » Raekwon The Chef - 100 Rounds Рекомендуем скачать: » Центр, Василий Шумов - Формула один » Цыганова Вика - Анапа » Цыганова Вика - Яблони в цвету » Цветомузыка - Зачем тебе такой красивый » Цыганова Вика - Русская водка » Цыганова Вика - Тетя Роза » Цветы - Гимн Солнцу » Центр, Василий Шумов - Несмотря на тишину » Цыганова Вика - Жизнь моя беспутная » Цыганова Вика - Шофера » Цыганова Вика - Эх, не грех... » Цыганова Вика - Жаль » Цветомузыка - Слишком громко играет музыка » Цыганова Вика - Пара гнедых » Цыганова Вика - Родимый край » Цыганова Вика - Конь вороной » Цыганова Вика - Москва » Цыганова Вика - Черноглазый, чернобровый » Цветы - Мы желаем счастья вам » Центр, Василий Шумов - Сейшн-сенсейшн
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