Текст песни De La Soul - U Dont Wanna B. D. S.
De La Soul - U Dont Wanna B. D. S. слова песни
Hahahahahahahahaha![freddie foxxx]Ha! check it out!Its bumpy knuckles baby, also known as freddie foxxxThats right, and I came to check my niggaz de la soulSee yall niggaz dont really wanna bust dat shit huhYaknahmsayin? so ima show you niggazThe super-laser-gamma-ultra-killa-nigga specialYou niggaz aint no killersYou motherfuckers aint gonna hurt nobody niggaYou better keep rhymin niggafore I smack the shit outta you you little fuckin sissyYou niggaz aint real; thats rightIts de la soul baby, and bumpy motherfuckin knuckles babyAlright, cmon on![maseo (? )]Check my stats, entire - apparatEven from the days when I had to roll strappedWonderin if I gotta go back to thatZest to rub records from rap and kick factsTo tracks and stack, one (? ) got kayedYeah some got paid, some waved in the fadesFact of the matter my style will never fadeManagin to keep it all a-gradeSo you can stay nourish and flourish with the truth(? ? ) (? ? ) some niggaz I knowIf I need a maydayBust some fuckin niggaz tryin to play me cra-zayCausin interruptions to my big pay-dayPlayin with them guns make them fuckin lea-ryBut if its clear-lyMerely and surely and, how its gotta beI got some thorough niggaz thats ridin meSo witcha bullshit Im not buyin it bDont come around thinkin you can try it with meCause uhh..Chorus: repeat 2xYou dont wanna bust dat shit (uh-uhh)You dont wanna bust dat shit (no no)You dont wanna bust dat shit (uh-uhh)You dont wanna bust dat shit (no no!)You dont wanna bust dat shit (uh-uhh!)You dont wanna bust dat shit (no no!)You dont wanna bust dat shit (uh-uhh!)You dont wanna bust dat shit!![maseo (? )]Shick shick, clik-a-clikThis is where my people headin atInnocent people are carryin gatsNow what the fuck is all that? Is it cause times is live like a wireGettin shock treated by the crossfireHa-siyahh, burn bare well preparedTo make my decision for my livinI aint the one +robin+ Im the one +given+Hip-hop driven, and willin to die for itWhen scott larock died man I cried and shitThen some cats got rich callin a woman a bitchBut aint no woman like the one I gotAnd if you call her a bitch well you might get (*blam*)And I know the feelings is mutualIts uncivilized and unsuitableCrips and bloods are recruitableChorus[freddie foxxx]Ha ha, yeah you get the motherfuckin point, huh? You niggaz get the motherfuckin point, huh? Thats right so while you niggaz is sittin up in central bookingCrying like bitches, huh? Im in the motherfuckin holdin blockWaitin for your sweet pussy punk assAnd ima whoop the shit out of youFor gettin on a fuckin record, actin like you a fuckin killerIma show you niggaz what a motherfuckin killers all about, huh? You niggaz aint no motherfucking gangstersYou dont wanna bust that motherfuckin shit punkIll punch your whole chest cavity out faggotYou aint no real nigga, niggaIll smack the shit out of youCause you aint a fuckin live niggaYou sittin in central booking, cryin like a bitchWaitin for your father, to come bail you outAnd freddie foxxx dont play that shit niggaThats right, bumpy knuckles motherfuckerAnd if you dont know, now you motherfuckin knowAnd yo de la, check it out - its your motherfuckin manAnd if any one of them niggaz get sidewindin with you niggaLet me know, and I will send them niggaz hot onesLike Im a motherfuckin mexican - feel me on that one huh? Cause them niggaz know me niggaBelieve me nigga they know meThe motherfuckin troublemaker, thats rightAnd de la soul, is rollin with bump knux niggaSo what? !? !! tell me, what? !? !? !