Текст песни Chubb Rock - 3 Men at Chung King, слова песни Chubb Rock

Текст песни Chubb Rock - 3 Men at Chung King

Chubb Rock - 3 Men at Chung King слова песни

Check it out...Verse one: red hot lover lover toneThe pen hits the paper, ink spills and fills, the linesWith lyrics that thrills like my dillzTake it on the grilled cheese tour, then I drop itDont care about the niggaz cause the girls are gonna jock itTake her to my hotel, no speaking, just freakingLeave my door open so the niggaz can come peak inRip the nappy dug out niggaz bug out with the hopesThey can get theirs, but in the meantime they takin notesHere comes my kid, here comes my kid (ahhhhh)But I caught him in the rubber lid, huhChitty chitty bang bang, gotta go gotta goThe hoe is in a coma so I tippy tippy toeWalkin in the dark (tripped) slipped on my shoe(arrrrgh!! ohh shit!!) [tone is that you? ]Damn, more fornicationPuba take the mic cuz Im here for the durationVerse two: grand pubaBefore I get this wreck I usually start with a 40But forties are no more cuz now Im drinkin 64sCall on grand puba, chubb rock if you want it doneHon spread the 411 as if her name was kaity chungInto devil bashing, always stay in fashionLove maxing and relaxing, hittin skins with a passionAs a shorty I kept some dice I banked on seven or elevenCuz my pops had it hard similar to james evansNow shit flipped, Im on the hip-hopTo the beat you dont stop, rock on!I kick the new type of lingo, hit the spot thatll tingleMake the girls wanna jingle, so they run and get the singleMy simple task is to make you shake that assOn the quick fast, and to make it lastIts just three men at chung king getting busyWeve come a long way since kunta kintizzyAnd you dont stop, rock onChubb rock flip the script cuz Im goneVerse three: chubb rockYippi-yi-yeah, stay, hooray, yo, hurrahI jumped up upon the mic with the chubbster, tone, plus the pu-baIntricately go farChillin in the mansion, nuff fashion (ahhh)Relax, and dig into the track and reactI want a martin luther riff cuz I dont like to pack my ironWatchin kids on the corner buyin, gettin zooted then lyinTest and I commence, to firingOne two three shots and then I tune the black watchReclean my cylinder and then I grab my crotchAnd squeeze, the testes and then I grab my wood and cup itOh there goes the nut I just bustedGet myself together, cuz Im the manI knew it, I wanted to do a duet with the grandMystic ruler took the 40 out of the coolerNow were rippin the track, we shoulda did one soonerAnd then we roll up on the groove field assist the teamAnd now Im straighter than 9:15Get a little dough for this three man skitIll end the jam with a curseUhh, umm fuck? Or is it damn? or what? Shit. and slide out of the vocal booth and get a dollar chung king sodaGrand puba, tone, plus now were over and were out

Chubb Rock

3 Men at Chung King

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