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Текст песни Caz f Ice-T, Layzie Bone - Thundadome

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* send corrections to the typist[Layzie Bone]A to ZSteve Lo, ball around the motherfuckin` globeNigga and you know how we do this hereNigga we do that therePull up a chair, bitch[Layzie Bone] 2xLivin` legends in your presenceLearn the lessings we stressin`It`s all platinumWe make it hot, hot, hot[Caz]You can call me, too sweetKnock a nigga on his backPenetentary six, I`m swingin` on the trackCall me Bruno the BargeI`m livin` much too largeMuscle hard, disregard before I pull your cardKnown to hauck hard, when I entered the spotPull some Cott but funk twelve on the dotYou think I`m not, here`s the plotHair layed, game playedBack late at the Snootie Fox hittin` some BrayAin`t no reason to hateNigga I ain`t chosin` my fateI`m a pretty motherfuckerLike a faggott wanna go straightSo wait, and let these pretty niggas speakIf you continue to doubtI`ll pull your bitch before next weekNigga, Layzie, Caz, and IceMake ya gonna return like Old SpiceNigga high, Yella`s back inWell even` Mack-10 can join the clubEven though he bangin` BloodThis a pretty nigga cliquePock a stick and we dip[Chorus - Layzie Bone]Oh you a thug, you a thug, you a thug, nigga whatSo bust ya gun nigga, if you a thug, nigga whatWhat the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck, nigga whatSo throw it up nigga, cuz you know we gettin` crunkThrow it up, throw it up, throw it up, nigga whatDon`t press ya luck nigga, cuz you know we throw this upNigga what, nigga what, nigga what, nigga whatSo bust ya gun nigga, if you a thug, nigga what[Layzie Bone]My nigga Caz gave me the gat, and you can believe I`ma blastNigga I`ma smash and get this cash, makin` you niggas think fastNigga at last, it`s real shit, the type of shit we bring your wayCaz, Layzie, and Ice-T and nigga we got them throw awaysGo away haters, and the fake then had they timeNigga gone breakthrough with this rhymeNigga I`ll break you with this nineNigga it`s all about perfect timin`, feel meOr `til the Lord call me homeAnd nigga you bet we still be, hustlin` tryin to get that dollaHolla, hollaSwervin` in Impalas, and nigga we stay and heat `em upBeat `em up Caz, put your hands on these foolsTake these fake ass niggas to schoolShow these fake ass niggas the rulesNow you`s fuck `em, fuck `em, buck `em all (all, all, all)And nigga we see your ass at the mallAnd nigga we still ballin`Callin` these bitches, like "Hey ho, what up bitch" (sup be-atch)And they can`t stand meBut quick to give me the patties, guess the public demand meUnderstand we lookin` good nigga, and we dressed to impressPuttin` it down for the north, south, to the east, to the west[Chorus][Ice-T]Who is the, gangsta rap inventor?Slam like the Lakers at the Staples CenterBig pimp representerHalf you motherfuckers menthaKnocked ya main bitch and bent herLeft her with a baby in herI`m mainly known for endless funds, blastin` gunsBoostin` bitches, cars with switchesKnown to rep the hardest city out on the westKnown to break a bitch in an hour or lessThe indoor gun buster, the crowd moverQuick to bring the gravity to ya, with the 9 rooverReach out and touch ya with the chrome dusterThe pearl clutcherI started this shit and this the thanks I getYou fake Killa niggas get no dap, play the back

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