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Текст песни DJ Quik f AMG, Mausberg - Speak On It

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[DJ Quik]Hey! You got that see through style that I can stare through (right through)Produce a track on you, I don`t care to (I won`t do it)But I`m sympathetic to your needin``Cause it ain`t me your wife keeps turnin` down While she`s tellin` you she bleedin` (she`s lying to you)It ain`t my fault I`m lookin` 23 and twenty-fo`All day long hottest tracks rockin` any show (true)Notorious for making bitches hornyWhile you lookin` old walkin` through that corn lookin` corny (look at that nigga)And it`s more than obvious that you`re jealousBut don`t hate my style, don`t hate my money, don`t hate my fellasWe do what we gotta do to get where we`re goin` for us To be where we need to be at...believe thatStop beggin` for a beat you can`t afford it (uh uh)They hotter than them pretty red Dada`s I be sportin` (uh huh)`Cause I got the home court and when I`m rappin` On my own tracks mothafucka I feel like Jordan! Music cuts off Music returns [Mausberg]Now what lack that I`m the realestOn top of game you fuckin` my vibe off with them homosexual waysMe and my nigga...we on some new improved shitMakin` you groove shit, get paid and move quickNigga you gettin` mad `cause I`m shakin` my bellyIn a stretch navigator makin` moves on the cellyTalkin` to Stan, Tone and Quik on a conference callGet ready dogg, you ponic `bout to take offTook the crown back, tucked it and ready for warBustin` over 2 cars, a house note and probably moreI wanna see the Madd Rapper step in my hoodSo I can take him fo` a shit and all them coward niggas goodLove madresta, Kam and Crunk DoggRespect a nigga who done been through warSportin` a battle scarBut there`s a lotta fake niggas, sportin` a fake crownStraight up out the swapmeet, bustin` on wack underground Music cuts off Old man & young man Speaking Music returns [AMG]Yeah, uh I been around the whole damn world in a dayPartied wit players and haters, told `em the rules of the gameSome in the vein, like this shit is a drugYou can catch me in the new 500 on dubsI`m up in the clubWanna get naked and smokeNotice, you never see a nigga there when he brokeUH UH!Somebody told me these hoes wanted to hold meIf a real player dress like Goldie, y`all niggas throw in a oldieSHIT!Niggas wanna clown, clown, clownYou can find me at down, down, downDot com, bring ya mom (uh huh)She wanna see too, cartier see throughPoppa in the beatOh shit, it`s a thrillTonight a couple of millWhen we party in the grillLivin` life`s like a skillToo much, cruder name But baby I betchaFuckin` wit this money here, oh c`mon man I gotta getcha

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DJ Quik f AMG, Mausberg

Speak On It

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