Текст песни Clipse - Hostage, слова песни Clipse

Текст песни Clipse - Hostage

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[*phone rings*][Pharrell] Hello?[Terrar] Yo Pharrell, get the fuck up Get the fuck up right now[Pharrell] Huh?[Terrar] Yo, it`s your day date and we go this nigga tied down, right now[Pharrell] Yo, wait til` I get there[Malice] Dawg, you ain`t gonna make it out of here bitch Fuck what you thinkin` nigga? Hold him up yo, ya`ll ready to do this nigga Why not, I got his ass, I got his ass[Verse - Malice]You don`t really want none of this thoughI let `em know from the get goSee ya`ll is a bit slowTryin` come wit the hits but they missed thoughRetaliate make `em drop like a six fo`Why you hate `cause I didn`t give a shoutoutOr the way that my shine turn the spot outYou think you can rhyme but you not outOr the way we drop the top when it`s hot outAnyone you can pick and chooseWhy ya`ll stagnant, my niggaz stick and moveMy name say it all, ain`t got shit to proveMy whole mental ain`t shit to loseYou all niggaz snooze if you wannaBut you gonna be a gonna, please forgive me, your honorBut that fool tried to take what`s mineThat`s the reason I had to utilize my nineOtherwise, you can be right here nowTalkin` bout how the Clipse don` bit his style (style)Back in the day how we did him foul (foul)Or how we don` switched, how you like me now?And anything else that them haters may sayCome how you want, just bring it the right wayMayday, what they gon sayComing to they hood, the Clipse and Tammy[Chorus - Tammy Lucas]Mother fucker what you here for?Now you wonder why I gotta the chrome four to your ear forSo you can hear yo (Uncle Terrar you gon let him go?)I don`t knowCount to a hundred wit yo eyes closedSoon every number is a face of a nigga that`s gon die yoThey try to hit me but they too slow (Daddy, you gon` let him go)I don`t know[Verse - Terrar]Are you ready for the showdown?It won`t be pretty if I get another go downIn all aspects, low downWhen I hit him, make sure he won`t see another go roundWhat make him think he can flame wit meNow he hatin` life cause he tried to bang wit meHad to show him death weren`t a thing to meNothin more than a mere blood stain to meIt`s pain to see, ain`t a nigga rank wit meBetter yet, ain`t a mother fucker hangin meTen more on your side, what your odds gon beSlim to none cause they all want to run wit meThe nerve to ask, why Terrar hold the heat?Hopelessly, they try to steal my deal just to roast the featIf I`m the one from being followedHave my girl double back, mack eleven make m hollaAnd it`s just that easy, one trigger one sque-ezeAnd he droppin` to his kne-es; damn right, lit him upGive a fuck about him let the paramedic get him upI had to muffle his heart beatHit everything but the baby in the back in the car seatHad to show his partner talk cheapAnd I`ma draw heat, if a nigga think I wanna walk for heat[Chorus][Bridge - Tammy Lucas] (4x)Think about the things you didAnd the things you didn`t as a kidNo time to stop cause I`m gonna end your life[Tammy Lucas - repeat to chorus]La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la[Chorus]

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