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Текст песни DJ KaySlay f Diplomats, Twista - Get Retarded

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[Jim Jones]Uhh, okay, y`all know what this isJim Capo nigga, we back on this motherfuckerDrama King, drama game, bird caineDipSet, Diplomat - y`all know what it isExclusive nigga, for the streetsHarlem, stand up, Eastside representersYou know what it is, check itPassed my hood throwin weed out the windowHalf my hood they be out the windowTell KaySlay throw the key out the windowI parked in front so I can see out the windowGet inside of the ride, 20 inches piped in the sideSo I cypher some eyes, hell yeah like bikers we rideBetter yet like pilots we flyTrust me you be flyin all highlike a bunch of birds and we dump the birdsAnd we bump the birds but "mums" the wordWord, word - man bird gangI thought you heard mayneBut hold on holmes, I be rollin stonesRocked up like a rollin stoneBlocked up and I hold the chromePop up I will blow up homes, DipSet, he know it`s onYeah, it ain`t even fairI`ll squeeze a flare, I`ll leave him thereJust bleedin there, no breathin airJust leave him there `til police get thereWhoo! That`s my kind of workFucked up buletproof liner shirtThen we grind the work, all kind of workWe watch po-po, they tryin alertsFuck that dough, they dyin of thirstHuh, so we cop it and fry itChop and divide it, toppers supply itYeah - hit the block and he try itYeah - watch the cops when they eye usYeah - you know our block starts riots[Chorus 2X: Jim Jones, Juelz Santana]If it`s drama we can start itStart the drama, get retardedGrab the llama, load the cartridgeTurn yo` ass into a targetIf it`s drama we gon` start itIf it`s problems we gon` solve itBig revolvers, you the targetLoad the hammers, load the cartridge[Juelz Santana]I pop hoes and greet ya, nachoes and cheese yaSend vatos, choppos and gablones to meet yaThey pop yo` top slow, pa blow and leave yaI got dough, papo or chop low flamingaI got hoes, papo that lock load the fingerSo all the broads now all across townAll aboard now, let`s all get all downYeah, on the floor now, lower your drawer downYeah, yeah, yeah, yeah - I know you thir-STY!I`m a gorilla case, Harlem`s my villa placeNigga what, nigga wait - get it what, get it straightNigga, get it fucked, get the eightGet it up, in your faceYeah, nigga what, nigga HEY!That`s how my peeps roll, that`s how the streets goThat`s street code, G roll, we KNOW!Man, the boy gets busy, that`s for sure fo` sheezyThe boy the busiest, all the rizzy of RAP![Chorus][Twista]I gotta cock and load, finna pop these hoesKill a motherfucker let the glocks explodeCome up on a corner servin rocks and blowsGet the millimeter gotta rock and rollGotta hit him with the heaters in the heartand I hurt him with the hollows every time I heard he come around hereIf you don`t want the drama get up off the tipI`ll be the only motherfucker servin dubs and the pounds hereIt ain`t shit for me to throw them thangsIf a nigga try to go inside, I come breakin him offCatch you slippin with the shiny ringsAnd ain`t no need for you to get dramatic on takin `em offCatch him open when I`m kickin in the do`Shoot up on the ceiling then I get him on the flo`Take yo` cash, take yo` droMac-11 rugers and a forty-fo`Get your killers, you better go get your gangstasBetter go get your hustlers, better go get your ridersBetter go get your - motherfuckers that`ll handle that bizKill a nigga even if they gotta do a bidDress up like chicken when I pull you with a wigTake away your mothers and they kidnapped kidsShoot at us then it`s tit for tatWe the niggaz that be known to hit a lick for scratchMakin money puttin workers on the tit with packsDon`t want no drama with the honorary DiplomatI got a - Desert Eagle and a pocket full of shellsOpposition hangin on a tip, make confetti galoreThinkin I`ma let they pockets swellIt`s murder when I`m fillin up the clip and I`m ready for warGoin through bodies and drillin the wallDead `em so quick then you be feelin the fallI`m makin sure that my enemy blood`s fillin the hallsWhen the Twista got static, I`ll be killin them allCause that`s drama mayne..[Chorus]

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