Текст (слова) песни: The Click - Rock Up My Birdie

[The Click talking]
Alright, alright
I`m tight, I`m tight
All day, all day

[Hook]
Rock up my birdie on the D-spot
If the funk jump then my pistol will pop
Rock up my birdie on the D-spot
Don`t let that shit jump, my pistol will pop
Rock up my birdie on the D-spot
If that shit jump then my stapler will pop
Rock up my birdie on the D-spot
Don`t let that shit jump, my pistol will pop

[B-Legit]
Straight up on some swirve, like pump I got my shit tight
Mobbin` in the Chevy, four deep after midnight
And just because I`m rappin` nigga ain`t shit changed
I`m still slangin` thangs nigga deep in this game
My homies like to fork, them fools like to ride
My homie got the Tommy out the passenger side
About to let em` fly cause it`s another season
And niggas let them ho punk bitches be the reason

[E-40]
Niggas on the roof, bulletproofs and straps
Posted on the corner, walkie-talkies and booby traps
Ready for whatever, we can get it on
In any type of weather, ya know we fuck them domes

[B-Legit]
Them choppers will chop, niggas slippin` down ya block
Funkin` out her hand, you wouldn`t understand

[E-40]
Half money half heart, ain`t nowhere to hide
Put yo shit in park, you know these fools will ride

[B-Legit]
Suicidal if it`s vital on these streets of mine
And niggas pack them gats bustin` thirty-two times
Business is fine if ya fuckin` with me
On the spot where a niggas slangs his D

[Hook]
Rock up my birdie on the D-spot
If the funk jump then my pistol will pop
Rock up my birdie on the D-spot
Don`t let that shit jump, my pistol will pop
Rock up my birdie on the D-spot
If that shit jump then my stapler will pop
Rock up my birdie on the D-spot
And if that shit jump...

[B-Legit]
Testin` one, two a nigga sold a few of those ki`s
Broke em` down to boulders, stacked a few of those G`s
My bitch was the check, my set was the year

[E-40]
A nigga had hills, meals
And about eleven thousand dollars worth of bills

[B-Legit]
I was posted at the spot smokin` doja
Just put the rumble in my 68 Nova

[E-40]
But what about me

[B-Legit]
Fool you can`t get with it

[E-40]
But what about me

[B-Legit]
Fool my crew is Sick Wid It
Boom-shaka-laka, it`s the big blocker
Three ninety six, I get rubber and fit punk bitch
And I`m a bomb smokin` zipper holdin` pistol packin`
In my lap cause it`s G`s that a niggas stackin`
Mackin` is my game, Legit is my name
And if ya ain`t careful ho
Ya pockets are drained so
What else ya wanna know about this playa
Dope rhyme sayer, my mail weigh longer than theirs
That shit is gettin` funky and them fools wanna bust caps
But motherfucker ain`t no money in that
You need to lose that strap and go from the shoulders
Cause shit gon` get funky with this soldier

[Hook]
Rock up my birdie on the D-spot
If the funk jump then my pistol will pop
Rock up my birdie on the D-spot
Don`t let that shit jump or my Reuger will pop
Rock up my birdie on the D-spot
If that shit jump then my stapler might pop
Rock up my birdie on the D-spot
Please don`t let it funk...

[D-Shot]
First I flipped the Vette, then came the Lex
I swept up thirty thangs to get the whip got me blessed
Eighteen and older, money gets me over
Sixteen years old with two straps on my shoulder
A real Hillside hog, leavin` em` fucked in the fog
Nigga you can`t fade me I`m ya top notch dog
How can ya figure that D-Shot will sliver
Nigga run up on me then I gots to split ya

[E-40]
Split ya, no shit and no white for sale
Man I`ma rob that nigga, let the buzzer be the bell
Cause I ain`t fixin` to suck up to none
Punk now that not even in my plan
Dry as the fuck and I`m the only one left in the yo-yo
Seven houses down, cross street dashboard, broken down Pinto
Black screens, high school prom queens
Smoked out, shriveled up as dope fiends

[B-Legit]
Heckyls my, Jekylls me sweatin` me
Just like the task, them motherfuckers had my ass
Won`t be able to serve niggas for the one forty
Give me thrirty, rock up my birdie

[Hook to fade]
Rock up my birdie on the D-spot
And if that shit jump then my pistol will pop
Rock up my birdie on the D-spot
Please don`t let it jump...it`ll pop
Rock up my birdie on the D-spot
If that funk jump then my pistol will pop
Rock up my birdie on the D-spot
Please don`t let it funk my chop-chop will pop
Rock up my birdie on the D-spot
If the funk jump then my brownie might pop
Rock up my birdie on the D-spot
If the funk jump then my uh...it`ll pop
Rock up my birdie on the D-spot

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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: The Click - Rock Up My Birdie [The Click talking] Alright, alright I`m tight, I`m tight All day, all day [Hook] Rock up my birdie on the D-spot If the funk jump then my pistol will pop Rock up my birdie on the D-spot Don`t let that shit jump, my pistol will pop Rock up my birdie on the D-spot If that shit jump then my stapler will pop Rock up my birdie on the D-spot Don`t let that shit jump, my pistol will pop [B-Legit] Straight up on some swirve, like pump I got my shit tight Mobbin` in the Chevy, four deep after midnight And just because I`m rappin` nigga ain`t shit changed I`m still slangin` thangs nigga deep in this game My homies like to fork, them fools like to ride My homie got the Tommy out the passenger side About to let em` fly cause it`s another season And niggas let them ho punk bitches be the reason [E-40] Niggas on the roof, bulletproofs and straps Posted on the corner, walkie-talkies and booby traps Ready for whatever, we can get it on In any type of weather, ya know we fuck them domes [B-Legit] Them choppers will chop, niggas slippin` down ya block Funkin` out her hand, you wouldn`t understand [E-40] Half money half heart, ain`t nowhere to hide Put yo shit in park, you know these fools will ride [B-Legit] Suicidal if it`s vital on these streets of mine And niggas pack them gats bustin` thirty-two times Business is fine if ya fuckin` with me On the spot where a niggas slangs his D [Hook] Rock up my birdie on the D-spot If the funk jump then my pistol will pop Rock up my birdie on the D-spot Don`t let that shit jump, my pistol will pop Rock up my birdie on the D-spot If that shit jump then my stapler will pop Rock up my birdie on the D-spot And if that shit jump... [B-Legit] Testin` one, two a nigga sold a few of those ki`s Broke em` down to boulders, stacked a few of those G`s My bitch was the check, my set was the year [E-40] A nigga had hills, meals And about eleven thousand dollars worth of bills [B-Legit] I was posted at the spot smokin` doja Just put the rumble in my 68 Nova [E-40] But what about me [B-Legit] Fool you can`t get with it [E-40] But what about me [B-Legit] Fool my crew is Sick Wid It Boom-shaka-laka, it`s the big blocker Three ninety six, I get rubber and fit punk bitch And I`m a bomb smokin` zipper holdin` pistol packin` In my lap cause it`s G`s that a niggas stackin` Mackin` is my game, Legit is my name And if ya ain`t careful ho Ya pockets are drained so What else ya wanna know about this playa Dope rhyme sayer, my mail weigh longer than theirs That shit is gettin` funky and them fools wanna bust caps But motherfucker ain`t no money in that You need to lose that strap and go from the shoulders Cause shit gon` get funky with this soldier [Hook] Rock up my birdie on the D-spot If the funk jump then my pistol will pop Rock up my birdie on the D-spot Don`t let that shit jump or my Reuger will pop Rock up my birdie on the D-spot If that shit jump then my stapler might pop Rock up my birdie on the D-spot Please don`t let it funk... [D-Shot] First I flipped the Vette, then came the Lex I swept up thirty thangs to get the whip got me blessed Eighteen and older, money gets me over Sixteen years old with two straps on my shoulder A real Hillside hog, leavin` em` fucked in the fog Nigga you can`t fade me I`m ya top notch dog How can ya figure that D-Shot will sliver Nigga run up on me then I gots to split ya [E-40] Split ya, no shit and no white for sale Man I`ma rob that nigga, let the buzzer be the bell Cause I ain`t fixin` to suck up to none Punk now that not even in my plan Dry as the fuck and I`m the only one left in the yo-yo Seven houses down, cross street dashboard, broken down Pinto Black screens, high school prom queens Smoked out, shriveled up as dope fiends [B-Legit] Heckyls my, Jekylls me sweatin` me Just like the task, them motherfuckers had my ass Won`t be able to serve niggas for the one forty Give me thrirty, rock up my birdie [Hook to fade] Rock up my birdie on the D-spot And if that shit jump then my pistol will pop Rock up my birdie on the D-spot Please don`t let it jump...it`ll pop Rock up my birdie on the D-spot If that funk jump then my pistol will pop Rock up my birdie on the D-spot Please don`t let it funk my chop-chop will pop Rock up my birdie on the D-spot If the funk jump then my brownie might pop Rock up my birdie on the D-spot If the funk jump then my uh...it`ll pop Rock up my birdie on the D-spot Нравится песня? 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