Текст песни Cru - Pronto, слова песни Cru

Текст песни Cru - Pronto

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TONIGHT..Tonight the rhythm blunt is gonna rip the mic (SMOKE BLUNTS ALL NIGHT LONG)Baby, allnight long.DAYLIGHTDaylight you still be ROCKIN WITH THE RHYTHM BLUNT...CRUAnd we`ll rock on and on and on and on...(Yogi)Mic check 1 to get ready, honPeace to the rhythm blunt Cru packin gunsAnd give me some funk that`s wild and Poundin And i`ll get nastier than Florida Evens doo-doo browninAstoundinGives the peace up like jimmy snooker And have ya head bobbin like a hoods point hookerI`m in there like swimwear Oh yeah No diggiAnd when i shoot my rose, you`d think my name was ???Zunga zung, zunga zunga zeng (ZUNGA ZUNG, ZUNGA ZUNGA ZENG)And my favorite jams Method Man by Wu-TangComin funkadelik cuz I grooves thats my nationWhen I grabs the mic I gets the sennn-sationFlip the script like a angry actor shake or poke yaI`ll wet ya with my supa-soakaCuz when I display my strong flow,I gotcha in a sleepa life ??? strong bow[Mighty Ha]HEYYA, HEYYA, HEYYA HO(Chadio)Pass the peice of steel to the one ChadioAnd let me crush it,With a new style few pile peices and bits Into hits Like this here shitSo calm down clownWhen I come aroundI`m not happy slappy, walkin town with a frownGet down, get down with the rhythm in your earAnd peep out the sound from here To ZaireIf this don`t work, things get steep and deep I`m runnin in the streets And i`m playin for keepsFor now i crack heads, but don`t mistake me for a white rockKeep my jail ceasar, instead of a nasty tight lockDread get me fedEnd up dead Cuz i`m phsyco Choppin you down is the route that i might goAnd that goesFor all my enemies and my foesPronto, prontoChorus: Might Ha (repeat 4X)PRONTO!Nigga gimme yoursAll a bitch could do for me isEat dick and drop her drawers (Yogi)In L.I.P This is how we be Snappin necksStashin checksAnd next on the pussyNeva with tha hoes cuz the hoes is screamin rapeBuff my nut while I beep on my kalima harmet tapesDone, now I`m walkin thru her crib in my undiesHonie in the back room screamin roll bundiCuz when I knock da boots, the horror, the horrorI`m orphan annie, hon, see ya tomorrow, tomorrow Time to pick up Chad, Ha and some ism, damn, oh noI`m kinda lowGo to willis avenue and tell jamaican JI`d gladly pay him tuesday for a bag of boom today(AAHHHH!)You got the boom, it`s overI`m behind the wheel, so Cha`s the designated rollerCha pass to chad pass to the Y-O-GWe takin part of this to dr. dre on sista bIt`s like that yo (THAT YO)Like that yo (THAT YO)And if you ask what`s in your mouth, it`s my fat ballz, yoCrazy legit the ill shit`s neccessary To make you dance ya ass off like Fred "Rerun" BerryVery much a love bug like HerbieI got crazy game, kerbie, kerbie(Chadio)You got crazy game and I got crazy gatsAnd we slam like a batterin ram (so brotha step back)It`s the one and only, only one That leaves niggas strungBy the flip of a lip, by the flung Of a toungeCouldn`t care less if the world blew upBut i wanna blow up before it blowsThru flowsOf persistance Which make a difference In my everyday existenceCausin me to go the long distanceBut back to a simple style and type formatAs I stomp on comp just like a doormat This type stuff`s under lock and key (key)Chad is a ruff as ruff can be (be)Now how ruff can that be, well let`s go figaRuffa than son of sam with a slam triggaRuffa than a criminal takin a liquor swiggaRuffa than the voice on that Kid Lord JiggaSo toodaloo, ta-ta, cheerioThis here shit is type Pronto(chorus)Shat CRU, CRU, CRU Whaaat.....whaat

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