Текст песни B-Legit - Check It Out
B-Legit - Check It Out слова песни
From a nickel and dime ass niggaTo a top top top....big riggaCheck itCheck it OutCheck it OutCheck it OutCheck itCheck it OutCheck it OutCheck it OutCheck it OutCheck itB-Legit:It ain`t cell in this town that can holdAnd fuck the task force cuz them suckas tried to fold me, scold meTold me if I move that they was blastinGot me to the station, hella questions they be askinWho`s the Big Balla, Who supply your crewWho got the big birdies in the box is it you?I never said a word cuz nigga I don`t do soYou fools got some question better ask the lawyer RouseauKurupt:I`m so internationalAll about my cashional18 million rational (speak mice)???What you want fool dogg tell me what you need`Bout a couple pints of Hennisse an eighth of weedSeems time gettin shorterTime to elevate from nickels, dimes up to quartersKurupt, B-Legit, and 40 waterNiggaz oughtaGet to Swervin`Take a hit, hit the strip and then get to pervin`E-40:Squa, Squa,Squab musicMobb MusicRight on a muthfucka and draw down on his ass musicThe 213 the 41510Pull a ho without a muthafuckin tug of war40 Water your playa patnaEver since the wombI been a tycooneActin up (Actin up)Actin tough (Actin tough)Actin bad with all kinds of guns and stuffX4From a nickel and dime ass niggaTo a top hat ballin big riggaKurupt:I got a half a ounceAnd a `four to bounceHalf a brick to flipLarge amount accountsLive as a young nigga with loot don`t countLive as a young nigga with loot turned outYou know it ain`t nothing to it but to do itFlow like fluidYou`s inlcudedPursue itSubdue itAnd run through itDoin what I do is hard to maintain my composureAh man they came through with no doujaB-Legit:The muthfuckin county ain`t no place for the savageA Cock hound dank smokin nigga `bout his cabbageBut if I`m ever caught I`m a ride my shitDivorce my broadBut nigga keep my bitchBury my mail in my momma backyardSteeady poppin` chyme to correctional guardsThey fucks wit my crew cuz they claim that we be troubleThem niggaz from the V to the H-I DoubleI`m tryin to get this party tonight at this motelA gang a bitches thereSome more on my voice mailBathtub full of the ice and the fifthsMy homey K-1 rollin blunts at the cribFirst I take a hitStrolls like a pimpThe muthafuckin savage with the million dollar limpAnother big day for this timin ass ballaHit the block stock in my ninety fin impalaLet them pipes hollaI know I`m looking saucy19 shots sittin next to my 40Snatch my knotShake the spot and gets farBitch, I`m a muthafuckin rap starX4From a nickel and dime ass niggaTo a top hat ballin big riggaE-40:I open shop with sixteenth of powder to a whole zipTo a half ham now I`m sitting kilogramsNiggaz `spect me to the upmost cuz I`m highly spoken `boutNiggaz love me because I`m all about my paper routeI keep my lawyers and my bail bondsmen paid shiiiitFor all I know they might decide to raid shiiiitBack in the day po-po was easily out-smartedBut now they got some new and improved state of the artB-Legit:Now its going down am I living in the pastThis modern day slavery takin` toll on my assYou either take me in or let`s this timer goOr if you got some charges nigga let this timer knowI told you I`m a rapperLove to entertainCatch me on the stage with a mic spittin gameLegit`s my name and you can even ask your daughterAbout Kurupt, B-Legit and 40 WaterX8From a nickel and dime ass niggaTo a top hat ballin big rigga