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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: Xzibit - Focus


[vocoder box]
Never understood, how we did it
How we made this music groove your very soul

[erick onasis]
Yo i lamp out in the rented e-7 v-12 screamer
The new benz, seen her?
290 thou`, wow
Somethin your rap budget does not allow
Why you laughin, i don`t see nuttin funny
Pull back two mac-10`s now it`s a big mac-20
That is the basics
Quik and i we run the matrix
Hold your mouth don`t say shit
Walk through any borough
That stretch from here past the tri-borough
Better respect us dog we thorough
Don`t get confused
We smashin crews, it`s my rules
Step incorrect and get abused
I bring the ruck to any cats bringin drama
Make `em feel it, like tupac`s "dear mama"
It can be pitch black and i`ll spot ya
Boom! kick in your door like big poppa

[vocoder box]

Never
Xzibit
Dj motherfuckin quik
Erick sermon

[dj quik]
Ay, tell me what you get when your nigga xzibit
And quik get down with the e double?
You get we trouble
E, make the beat bubble
Make the bass all on you shake they break out
To the ground and dig em out of e rubble
Partyin, happy that you shook the whole crib
And if you got a pound e dub i got dibs
Cause this is how we do it here
It`s ironic that you done stepped into a room
Of purple hydroponic, fat booty bitches sparklin
Tryin to take you to a star
Tryin to get you to recognize they know who you are
Can`t you see the red carpet, they lay it out
And if you got a fantasy erick they play it out
We big figure rap niggas; from the gate
We been waited on and hated on since eighty-eight
Now cross my dogs or cross my path and i`ma wet ya
Way down from the compton town, and i betcha that

[vocoder box]

[xzibit]
Ha, yeah, ladies and gentleman
Yeah, the bar is now open
C`mon, yeah, it`s on me
C`mon, yeah
Presented to you, avirex to the z
Yeah, listen

I`m the spin doctor, phantom of the opera
If this was `89 i would break you off proper
Cockblocker, dump a few g`s in my lolo
Not dough hoe, my nigga big kam and solo
Dolo, most niggas react like a homo
And when they wit a crowd now they wanna get loud
Wanna act wild and act like your criminal file
Is stretchin a mile, but really got the heart of a child
?? steal our tickets
Extra points like a field goal kicker
Like a fucked up d.a. wit a charge that ain`t stickin
I`m walkin away, a free man
Cuz y`all niggas softer than sand
Cuz we fuckin a fan and locin out wit your pan
I fucked your mother, so now i`m the motherfuckin man!
Break fool on the track like it`s supposed to be
And break bread with the real niggas close to me
Epmd

[vocoder box]

C`mon, yeah, dj quik in the motherfuckin house
Yeah, this dick in your mouth
Ha, c`mon, yeah!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, c`mon
Yeah, you think it ain`t?
The west coast broadcastin live in 1999
All the way bouncin through millenium
Ha, c`mon, yeah
Yo, millenium shit, yeah, c`mon, yo millenium shit
Yeah, c`mon yo, millenium shit
Yeah, yo, dj motherfuckin quik
Yeah, yeah, ha, yo, yo
Yeah, green eyed bandit
Yeah, bitch niggas can`t stand it
C`mon, yeah, keep `em bouncin
Yeah, r.i.p. roger troutman
Yeah, yeah, c`mon, ha, yeah
Yo.. yeah, what, yeah, yeah
Hah, yeah
Yeah it`s the real niggas
Yeah, bounce wit me, c`mon
Yeah.. hahahaha nigga!

[vocoder box]
Never understood how we did it
How we made this very music groove your soul

 

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