Текст песни Clipse f Pharrell - Stuntin` Y`all
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* first single; send corrections to the typist[Pharrell]Uh! Uhh! Uh! Uh-huh![Chorus - Pusha T] + (Pharrell)I`m achieving, happy to be breathingThey stuntin y`all! (I`m stuntin y`all!)Diamonds with brothers giving off 2K colorsDisgusting y`all! (disgusting y`all!)On my road and going my way niggaI`ll cut ya off! (I`ll cut ya off!)So, let me live or that .45 livingI`m touching y`all! (I`m touching y`all!)(Hooooooo!!!)[Verse 1 - Pusha T]What`s the talk of the sophomore jinx?Got jewerly like I robbed the SphinxGot money like I robbed the Brinks - truckFuck y`all niggaz that pray for my ship to sinkI`m a problem, coupes I copped them left to rightThe garage looks like the Bat Cave at nightHe who tips scales, off that fish scaleHands gracefully brush them keys like it`s brailSafeties on guns don`t sit wellSend new shells to old foes, suckas!Bail like oh no! flows is so coldHoes stick to me like gum to shoe soles huh!He`s vain, 88 you`re thinking, 2004 - resurrection of caine!Here I am, such a young ballerFlow shows promise, like LeBron JamesI bring life to the game[Chorus][Verse 2 - Malice]Niggaz is losing it, out they mothafuckin mindHow another nigga talk about mine, I must be doin itThey must see, a signaficant rise in my stockMulti-colored jewels, wit hues of blue in itOr take you the real estate, where the realest gateOutline the perimeter, I`ll show you where we`re doin itHear the new, the Clipse is hugeAnd these crews continue to hate, like Ebenezer ScroogeBut it`s cool, I too once, averaged the sameTil I got slick, took risks, carried the `caineThen I cooked shit, pushed it, married the gameNow these days, I just 52-karat the chain YES!!I pump base to the projectsI was Tyrannosaurus Rex to the pyrexThese dudes can`t wait to see the doom of meBut big deals, so what, what`s new, humor me, bitch![Chorus][Verse 3 - Pusha T]Do-ray-me, fo-so-la-tiOh my God, the - wrist stay +Rocky+ like +Balboa+!The bar`s been lowered, here to raise the quota!Keep guns in pairs, I am the ghetto`s Noah! (PW: True!)Nigga need horseshoe for luckTryna test a - flow like such, jewels like TutChildren hush, while King Pusha speakinOr paramedic you`ll be seeing fa real[Malice]It`s every bit what it seems! these is dreams I`m living outThe ride I`m getting out`s a fraction of the houseYour living can`t obstruct my visionFranck Mueller jewels, I`m convinced this is living!It`s a given cats gon flap that tongueTill I appear then cat got tongue, better relax`Fore I clap that gun, perhaps even collapse that lungTrust in me that that gat`s no fun, one![Chorus]