Афонина Татьяна фотограф Москва
323 3 часа назад

Текст песни Aritst: Cormega f Prodigy - The Realness

Aritst: Cormega f Prodigy - The Realness слова песни

Verse 1: (Prodigy)You`s a notebook crook, with loose sleave beefa backseat criminal that pass the heatto somebody that blast the heatMan, it sound bad on the pad, what happened in the street?revealing on the vinyl an analog outlawalot of gats on your DAT, tape southpawyou thuggin` when the mic`s plugged inbarkin` through the speakers like you got no senseyou wild on the two inchgot your platinum plaques to prove ityour music`s been around the World movin`and it comes right back around on the ground, don`t it?now it`s time to face your opponentInfamous cling to this real shit, stuck where we started atfuck that, not because we have to, I want toI love this shit, the raw is what I live forto hear the sound of the crowd roar for moreto see the niggas that can`t pay rush the doorwhylin` on the dancefloorwhen they song come on, swingin` they fists, ready for warbut it`s a different type of effect, it`s not violencethey`re just tranced by the advancetranked by the sound bankput under the drum, numbed off of our shitnow who you rockin` wit`? them or usdeep love or cheap lust?, QB `ll bustInfamous `till we pass onyou laughin` at the wrong shit, I take ac-tiondefend my confedonsnigga I write bombs that`ll shatter your ambitions of bein` top dogas we move through the stage fogI need to bass moreso I can taste it and make ya`ll go AWOLand lose it, say no more, brace your delf, nigga it`s on.. Verse 2: (Cormega)(yo, back up yo..)Who`s tale you tellin`? are you frail or felon?were you makin` sales or watchin` niggas sellin`?you exploit niggas lives in your rhymes and then avoid `emyou never felt the moisture in the air of coke boilin`you never felt the razor scrapin` your plateyour hands achin` yet you keep choppin` `cause theres paper to makeyou never felt the power of invincibilityclutchin` a gun like fuck it dun, it`s him or meat your best you was a hand to handno more than Three gramswhat the fuck you know about a Ki, man?you never hustledlets get it right, my nigga Y would`ve stuck youstop dry snitchin` in your rhymes, listenwhat you tryin` to do? help the guys in Blue?indight niggas so that can be another rhyme for you?you a parasite, you never had a lifeso you throw other niggas lives in your pad at nightit`s clever when you write itspoken well for a dude who never been indightedyou know the deal mothafucka, the real make the fake niggas kneeland lose appetites when you taste niggas steelmy rhymes are what it takes to get a deal and make it realI`m like Big, you can`t replace the skillI laced it ill like Cocaine in Scarface`s grillyour mothafuckin` flow is basic, chillI`m Cormega, raw forevery`all niggas know my steez, I`m reppin` for Queensyou minor leagueI`m big time like Mark McGwire`s teamyour whole team is pussy, when I squeeze vaginas bleedmy lyrics stay officialI bagged up coke on dishes made of crystalyour niggas, they won`t miss youmy Nickel-plated pistol - got Sixteen shots, you can take `em wit` youto the coffin or DA`s officesurgeory, nurses screamin` "We lost him!"life suddenly divorced him, fuck it, it cost himif you want beef say no morebrace your delf, nigga it`s on, we spray Four-Fours, bitch!

Другие песни Aritst: Cormega f Prodigy:

Aritst: Cormega f Prodigy - Thun & Kicko
5 дней назад 323 (не задано)
Aritst: Cormega f Prodigy - The Realness
3 часа назад 323 (не задано)

Похожие артисты:

Ничего не найдено.
wispoz.com © 2007-2026