Текст (слова) песни: Royce Da 5`9" - Fuck a Hook

[Royce Da 5`9"]
DJ`s and MC`s
Comin up next is the incredible
We takin it back to the beats and the RHYYYYYYYYYMES...

5-9 is BACK, about to make a nigga spin on his BACK
Not on a cardboard, on the ground with people surroundin
lookin down at him lookin astounded
Ready to draw around him; an outline of his body in chalk form
This nigga here let the trigger talk for him
His niggaz`ll bark for him, for real, his heart`s warm
So you`ve been warned (GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO..)
I don`t even need to be drunk forever, the liquor is rootin me on
I turn tables fast as Jam Master Jay do
I`m N.W.A., I choke hoes like Dre
Poke holes in the pavement, throw foes in the grave
If you could choose between a broke nose or the A.K.
I make movies like Cube `cept I use hammers
YEP! I shoot but I don`t do it with cameras
NOPE! So you can call me Malcolm
You can all witness what I be doin to all of these rappers (yes!)
Wit`chall sloppy tactics; don`t try to copycat me
if you ain`t tryna box me back
And watch your back, don`t take another look into the eyes
of a nigga that`s willin to ride `til he blind

(Fuck a hook.. fuck a hook)
Chk-chk-chk, Royce.. 5.. 9.. (he`s baaaaack)
Yeah, and it`s on
(Fuck a hook.. fuck a hook.. fuck a hook)
Chk-chka-chka-chka, I will rhyme all day
YES!

I`ll show you the back of your brain
Slap you with the back of the gun
Clap you when the rappin is done
I aim to hit, I pack macs, accurate ones
Change the clip, I send rappers back where they from
Changin fast, the game I ask is not a sport
I`m tired of bein a fuckin day late and a dollar short
And I`m back! All of you rap niggaz hide your mics
I`m ridin, dyin, and I ain`t flyin by on them bikes
I`m walkin, talkin, you eye me you dyin tonight
This iron is showin you the shine designed by Christ
And I, am the head reaper about the sick shit
You about to see dead people without the "Sixth Sense"
And yeah, takin food off my mother`s table`ll
get you killed regardless, like my brother`s label
My heart and arteries a part of me, that`ll test the truest
We can do it, put your vest into it, yeah

(Fuck a hook.. fuck a hook.. fuck a hook)
Chka-chka-chk, you don`t wanna play with him today
Yea - NO!
Yeah, hardcore! Rhymes galore!
OHH! Givin you what you need
Like I told you BEFOOOOOOOOOOORE..

Yeah, the rap game is DEAD, I`m bout to breathe life in it
Bring it back to when niggaz was cypherin
Yeah, back in the DAY, when nobody needed radio play
I was straight long as my radio played tapes
And this went on before all of them pay dates
We was backflippin and windmillin to save face
These days, we`ll give you the mac so stay in your place
I hope before you lay on your back, you sayin your grace (pray!)
These new cats that rap to me they groupies
You never see `em in Max Julius or them Guccis
Or they woulda got robbed for them Diadores
or the Gazelles, we the store, we take, we sell your
items we took, have you goin to tell
We crooks, we either goin pro or goin to jail
I know I`ma spare - many lifes
This rap shit is comin with ME, cause don`t nobody know how to share

(Fuck a hook.. fuck a hook.. fuck a hook)
Chka-chka...
("Get in your mind, get in your mind
Get in your mind all day!!")

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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: Royce Da 5`9" - Fuck a Hook [Royce Da 5`9"] DJ`s and MC`s Comin up next is the incredible We takin it back to the beats and the RHYYYYYYYYYMES... 5-9 is BACK, about to make a nigga spin on his BACK Not on a cardboard, on the ground with people surroundin lookin down at him lookin astounded Ready to draw around him; an outline of his body in chalk form This nigga here let the trigger talk for him His niggaz`ll bark for him, for real, his heart`s warm So you`ve been warned (GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO GO..) I don`t even need to be drunk forever, the liquor is rootin me on I turn tables fast as Jam Master Jay do I`m N.W.A., I choke hoes like Dre Poke holes in the pavement, throw foes in the grave If you could choose between a broke nose or the A.K. I make movies like Cube `cept I use hammers YEP! I shoot but I don`t do it with cameras NOPE! So you can call me Malcolm You can all witness what I be doin to all of these rappers (yes!) Wit`chall sloppy tactics; don`t try to copycat me if you ain`t tryna box me back And watch your back, don`t take another look into the eyes of a nigga that`s willin to ride `til he blind (Fuck a hook.. fuck a hook) Chk-chk-chk, Royce.. 5.. 9.. (he`s baaaaack) Yeah, and it`s on (Fuck a hook.. fuck a hook.. fuck a hook) Chk-chka-chka-chka, I will rhyme all day YES! I`ll show you the back of your brain Slap you with the back of the gun Clap you when the rappin is done I aim to hit, I pack macs, accurate ones Change the clip, I send rappers back where they from Changin fast, the game I ask is not a sport I`m tired of bein a fuckin day late and a dollar short And I`m back! All of you rap niggaz hide your mics I`m ridin, dyin, and I ain`t flyin by on them bikes I`m walkin, talkin, you eye me you dyin tonight This iron is showin you the shine designed by Christ And I, am the head reaper about the sick shit You about to see dead people without the "Sixth Sense" And yeah, takin food off my mother`s table`ll get you killed regardless, like my brother`s label My heart and arteries a part of me, that`ll test the truest We can do it, put your vest into it, yeah (Fuck a hook.. fuck a hook.. fuck a hook) Chka-chka-chk, you don`t wanna play with him today Yea - NO! Yeah, hardcore! Rhymes galore! OHH! Givin you what you need Like I told you BEFOOOOOOOOOOORE.. Yeah, the rap game is DEAD, I`m bout to breathe life in it Bring it back to when niggaz was cypherin Yeah, back in the DAY, when nobody needed radio play I was straight long as my radio played tapes And this went on before all of them pay dates We was backflippin and windmillin to save face These days, we`ll give you the mac so stay in your place I hope before you lay on your back, you sayin your grace (pray!) These new cats that rap to me they groupies You never see `em in Max Julius or them Guccis Or they woulda got robbed for them Diadores or the Gazelles, we the store, we take, we sell your items we took, have you goin to tell We crooks, we either goin pro or goin to jail I know I`ma spare - many lifes This rap shit is comin with ME, cause don`t nobody know how to share (Fuck a hook.. fuck a hook.. fuck a hook) Chka-chka... ("Get in your mind, get in your mind Get in your mind all day!!") Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Fuck a Hook: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/117/1/8864.html Все тексты песен: Royce Da 5`9" » Royce Da 5`9" - You Don`t Know Me » Royce Da 5`9" - Meeting of the Bosses » Royce Da 5`9" - Hip Hop » Royce Da 5`9" - I Owe You » Royce Da 5`9" - I and Me » Royce Da 5`9" - It`s Tuesday » Royce Da 5`9" - Yeah » Royce Da 5`9" - What We Do » Royce Da 5`9" - We Riding » Royce Da 5`9" - D-Elite » Royce Da 5`9" - Nickel Nine Is... » Royce Da 5`9" - We`re Live (Danger) » Royce Da 5`9" - Jump » Royce Da 5`9" - Heartbeat » Royce Da 5`9" - Stretch Armstrong Freestyles » Royce Da 5`9" - Lyricist Lounge Vol. 2 » Royce Da 5`9" - Buzz » Royce Da 5`9" - Regardless » Royce Da 5`9" - What I Know » Royce Da 5`9" - Rock City V2.0 Рекомендуем скачать: » Калина Виктор - ПЛАЧЬ, ДУША » Крестовый туз - НОВЫЙ РУССКИЙ КОТ » Крематорий - Блюз » Каркас - Сожжённый до хрустящей корочки » Карамельки - Мужчины-витамины » Колибри - Орландина » Кино, Виктор Цой - Анархия » Крупп Арон - Восточный поезд » Красная Плесень - Дернул косяк » Кристина Орбакайте - Дождь » Круг Михаил - Селигер » Крематорий - Бандерлоги » Круг Михаил - Доброго пути » Кирилл Ривель - Пир Валтасара » Кирилл Ривель - Храмы строю на крови собственной... » Кричевский Гарик - Cтатуя свободы » Кирилл Ривель - Солнце мёртвых из Цикла Белый ветер » Кирилл Ривель - От шумного сонма богов до единого Бога... » Калинов мост - Внуки Святослава » Комитет Охраны Тепла, КОТ - Скоро лето
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