Текст песни Black Moon f Q-Tip - War Zone
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[Q-Tip](yo) Aiyyo Buck, word up (get up in em)Yo it`s that nigga from the TribeLet these niggas know what`s up son, aight?[Buckshot]Bounce to this, you don`t wanna miss this, get into thisThis is that shit that make em all flipThey all want a pieceSome keep a steady mind, some get geeseNow what be the shit that make them niggas thinkWhen they ship come in, they ship won`t sinkEverybody you meet on your way up, you meet downSo if you burn a bridge how you gonna cross townThink about it now and cry laterA mothafuckin money maker so I die greaterAnd everytime I get them visions in my headEverything is red, gettin high from the stimuliVery blurry-eyed dredSaid to me, Buck da B-D-BWhen you smoke your ?sensity? I hope you take out your seedAnd watch your back for them bitches who act shadyWit another lady friend that try to serve you wit gravyMenage, I almost got caught, what can I sayFallin for the lust, I almost got bust FridayBut safely so, got em by the most highHe`s out yo, into some next bullshit, I`m like[Q-Tip]Bounce to this, bounce to this, bounce to thisAll my hip-hop headsBounce to this, bounce to this, bounce to thisMr. Buckshot say[Buckshot]Hip-hop, set out in the parkNiggas comin through wit they heaters to barkI always have to be around some shitShowin mothafuckers I be down for shitReal quick to do my justiceWalk the streets and stay close to my musketBust this, everytime I hit the corner I notice at nightNiggas always wanna see a fight, crowd around it likeCause a scene, some dumb nigga might pop off a shotIn the air for props, followed by the cops and the ghetto birdSwoop down and hit them niggas while they standin on the curbWhat a herb, kick off a shot in the airMake the crowd shatter, kid you should`ve splurgedNow all I see is a fleet of DT`sComin in the direction of B-D-BKick up dust, can`t get bust, duckin dartsSee they wanna shoot the godFuck it, they want to hit all of us[Q-Tip]Bounce to this, in your PintoYou can bounce to this in your 5 double-0You can bounce to this in your MustangYou can bouce to this, let it bang let it bangYou can bounce to this on the block that you onYou can bounce to this, polyin on your horn, come on[Buckshot]When a finesse pulled up in a GSDouble-breast to protect the lungs that I blow cess fromYes, now I got time to pressEarly visions in my head seein you in that red dressBack door, it`s the VIPFor B-D-B, classic `83 type jewelerySport gold nugget, fuck itRugged individual and make a profit from itThat`s why I love it and I get minePromote the bump and grind, sippin liqour to a limeEvery girl`ll be a dime, see it`s showtimeAnd every mothafucker online wanna hit somethingNiggas need to stop frontin[Q-Tip & Buckshot]Bounce to this, bounce to this, bounce to thisAll my hip-hop headsBounce to this, bounce to this, bounce to thisMr. Buckshot sayBounce to this in your 3-2-0Bounce to this in your 5-4-0Bounce to this in your 7-4-0You can bounce to this blazin on hydro, oohWha-what, if you smoke a ounce you can bounce to thisIn the club you bounce to thisUp inside your sheet you can bounce to thisIn the projects you can bounce to thisFuck it, in the suburb bounce to thisHuh, in the curb you can bounce to thisFuckin wit the herb, you can bounce to this Wha-what, wha-what5FT, Evil Dee, Buckshot da B-D-BBack at yo` ass for the nine-now