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Текст песни Chino Xl - Don`t Say a Word

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[Chrous](Don`t say a word) just let me get mines(Don`t say a word) just relax and recline(Don`t say a word) I`m the king of ill lines(Don`t say a word) and all my groupies and dimes(Don`t say a word) keep it quiet, yo, don`t say a word, son(Don`t say a word) keep it quiet, yo, don`t say a word, yo(Don`t say a word) keep it quiet, son, don`t say a word, yo(Don`t say a word) keep it quiet, son[Verse 1]Yo, I`m rap`s dirty little secret that they try to keep quietTill you dropped off your label and your A&R firedBut real niggas like "That`s Chino, fuck around, he gonna burn ya"For real, I`m like a dead body coming for its murdererShit, you seen Chino lately? You gotta see himWhat you get to make an album, I get in one day`s per diemGo `head and live carelessFive years from now you`ll be explaining to your childrens what welfare isI`m anxious to explain to my babies why Daddy famousI keep womens mad `cause I`m prettier than they isAn old man, when they ask what you did when you was youngYou`ll say you hated Chino XL and carried a real big gun(No more starvin`) I seen more evolution than Charles DarwinMental revolution with physical attributes of TarzanI fold more papers than origami, playing you like StymieI`m feeling like an autograph, so many dream of signing meVocab extensive and glossyExpose a flow so expensive it could drain a small Latin country`s economyCommit a verbal sodomy with a dime on Sodom who shot at me(?)Rappers claiming original, but sounding just like Nas to meOdds are getting dropped my me, high like Pras in Haiti`sRips fully laced like Madonna wardrobe in the `80sMuseum is where they place these on the mountYou can hate me now, but you`ll write with your left hand like Steve StouteShut your mouth[Chorus][Verse 2]Yo, hey Detroit! Show me some loveStraight out of Jersey to the Slum VillageI lyrically pillage at a high percentageAnd you critics keep your mouths in it like you questioned by the fedsMy talent barely recognized like Kravitz without his dreadsSprinkle my ashes all over Big Lez after I die`Cause Chino been the illest since I was juvenile, haI make cash money, click, go to .380, put you in tormentTrigger finger got the realest frequent flyer mileage on itI`m coming in the club, keep women pulling on my clothes, frozeI`m the lyrical debt, everyone I C-E-Os/see-he-owesThe illest of flows they fear, `cause no rapper could stop meI`m putting their careers on life support like Jody Watley`sI`m tired of S-curls, guest appearances and wack toursYou should`ve named your last album "What The Fuck For?"I hope you ain`t spitting them tough writtens out your mouthStay quiet like you Shan when KRS was in the houseDon`t say a word[Chorus][Verse 3]I been rhyming since 1986, when R&B wasn`t feeling usNo rap on Soul Train, motherfuck Don CorneliusNow they all loving us after all that we been throughYou still think I shouldn`t have no beef like a Hindu?I listen and laugh at your CD with my crewSound like being a fake me is better than being a real you(Yo, is that it?) Hell naw, nigga, got more to tellI ain`t feel your albums like I swam in OrajelXL an artist you can`t controlHave MCs changing release dates like they`re prisoners denied paroleYeah, I used to rock for props and not the dollar amountsClimbed the ladder of success leaned against the wrong houseFake criminals, you so unfortunateOnly bid you ever did was on my old Lexus after I auctioned itSee me in the street and, straight bitch upKeeping they mouth closed like they lips stitched upDon`t say a word[Chorus 2x]Shhhh...

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