Текст песни B-Legit f E-40, Kurupt - Check it Out
B-Legit f E-40, Kurupt - Check it Out слова песни
[Intro]From a nickel and dime ass niggato a top, top, top - (big rigga)Check it Check it out, check it out, check it out, check it Check it out Check it out, check it out, check it out, check it [B-Legit]It ain`t a cell in this town that can hold meAnd fuck the task force `cause them suckas tried to fold me, scold me Told me if I move that they was blastin`Got me to the station, hella questions they be askin`Who`s a big baller? Who supply your crew?Who got them big birdies in the box, is it you? I never said a word, `cause nigga I don`t do so You fools got some questions, better ask the lawyer-ooso[Kurupt]I`m so international, and all about my cashional 18 milly irrational, speak miceWhat you want fool, dogg tell me what you need Bought a couple pints of Hennessey, an eighth of weed It seems time`s gettin` shorter Time to elevate from nickels, dimes, dubs, to quarters Kurupt, B-Legit, and 40 WaterNiggaz oughta - get to swervin` Take a hit, hit the strip, then get to pervin` [E-40]Uh squa uh, squab music, mob music Ride on a motherfucker and draw down on his ass in music The 213, the 41510 Pull a hoe without a motherfuckin` tug of war 40 Water, your playa partner Ever since the womb, I`ve been a tycoonActin` up (actin` up) Actin` tough (actin` tough) Actin` bad with all kinds of guns and stuff [Chorus] - X 2From a nickel and dime ass nigga To a top hat ballin` big riggaFrom a nickel and dime ass nigga To a top hat ballin` big rigga [Kurupt]I got a half a ounce, and a `four to bounce A half a brick to flip, large amount accounts Life as a young nigga with loot don`t count Life as a young nigga with loot turned out You know it ain`t nothin` to it but to do it Flow like fluid, you`s included Pursue it, subdue it, and run through it Doin` what I do, it`s hard to maintain my composure Ah man, they came through with the doja, it`s on[B-Legit]The motherfuckin` County ain`t the place for the savage A cock hound dank, smoke a nigga `bout his cabbage But if I`m ever caught I`ma ride my shit Divorce my broad, but nigga keep my bitch Bury my mail in my momma backyard Steady poppin` cons to correctional guards They fucks with my crew `cause they claim that we be trouble Them niggaz from the V to the H-I double I`m tryin` to get this party, tonight at this motel A gang of bitches there, some more on my voice mail Bathtub full of the ice and the fifths My homie K-1 rollin` blunts at the crib First I take a hit, strolls like a pimp The motherfuckin` savage with the million dollar limp Another big day for this timin` ass baller Hit the block, stock in my ninety fin Impala Let them pipes holla, I know I`m lookin` saucy Nineteen shots, sittin` next to my faulty Stash my notch, shake the spot and gets far Bitch, I`m a motherfuckin` rap star [Chorus] - X 2From a nickel and dime ass nigga To a top hat ballin` big riggaFrom a nickel and dime ass nigga To a top hat ballin` big rigga [E-40]Open shop with a sixteenth of powder to a whole zip To a half ham, now I`m sittin` kilogramNiggaz `spect me to the upmost `cause I`m highly spoken `bout Niggaz love me `cause they know I`ms `bout my paper route I keeps my lawyers and my bail bondsmen paidShit, for all I know they might decide to raid shit Back in the day po-po was easily out-smarted But now they got some new and improved state of the art shit[B-Legit]Man, it`s goin` down, am I livin` in the past?This modern day slavery takin` toll on my ass You either take me in, or let this timer go Or if you got some charges nigga let this timer know I told you I`m a rapper, love to entertain Catch me on the stage with a mic spittin` game Legit`s my name and you can even ask your daughter About Kurupt, B-Legit, and 40 Water [Chorus] - X 4From a nickel and dime ass nigga To a top hat ballin` big riggaFrom a nickel and dime ass nigga To a top hat ballin` big rigga