Текст песни DJ WhooKid f Littles, Mobb Deep - Hood Radio V. 1
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[Prodigy]It`s always somethin` manIt`s always somethin` I swearHey get started son[Havoc]Burn something, I`m stressed ready to hurt somethingBurn something, I wanna zone while I`m merc`n niggasBurn something, gotta get my lungs out the shopNiggas need that, it`s happenin` to take me to the topYeah burn something, I`m stressed ready to hurt somethingBurn something, I wanna clear my mindLook at niggasBurn something, gotta get my lungs out the shopNiggas need that, it`s happenin` to take me to the top[Prodigy]They must be jokin` niggas get they face peeled openGuns we unload em, Mobb fixtured omenPlus, we hit mid-sections upYou wit your kids and your woman boy I`m tearing you upYou wit your moms, so what I`m airin` the blockWhen you see my hand reach for my waist you better hopAnd do not fuck wit P, you goin` at meYou better off shuttin` the fuck up, trust meYou got a better chance stickin that Brinks truckThan pickin` one of us for a hugWe properly serveReugers pop and whop ya headPens go off and drop you deadAiyyo Littles what the fuck is the deal my niggaFuck all this rappin` shit let`s ride on these niggasCause this song ain`t for entertainmentThis is a street subpoena for y`all niggas bring it[Havoc]Niggas knows the deal we clap hammers and shitBitches love us but niggas can`t stand the cliqueAnd dyke women, these motherfuckers running off emotionsBurn something, I`m ves`d ready to hurt somethingNiggas knows the deal we clap hammers and shitBitches love us but niggas can`t stand the cliqueAnd dyke women, these motherfuckers running off emotionsBurn something, I`m stressed ready to hurt something[Littles]Whatchu know about two hands three guns pop outThem city boys that be movin` `caine down southI clap for dollars and scrap about itI been around since Dappa Danns, rap vansI`m a gorilla man, I know you feel me manQueens I rep you flow let`s do itUnknown marksman, I see through the scopeHit your frame and your souls apart andNumber one question A & R`s wanna knowWhere I stand in the dispute wit` Nas, Mobb and Jay-ZFuck you pay meI slid in on you rap motherfuckers cause the block got lazyI`m from a place cannons burst, police never comeHomie viewed my life, wrote, and got us out the slumsCame home, the Mobb came to scoop me upThough I rhyme niggas still wanna shoot me upI`m that gangster gangster read all about meIn your X-X-L`s, Sources my crew is rowdyWhen them hammers back out we leave the whole block cloudy[Havoc]Burn something, I`m stressed ready to hurt somethingBurn something, I wanna zone while I`m merc`n niggasBurn something, gotta get my lungs out the shopNiggas need that, it`s happenin` to take me to the topYeah burn something, I`m stressed ready to hurt somethingBurn something, I wanna zone while I`m merc`n niggasBurn something, gotta get my lungs out the shopNiggas need that, it`s happenin` to take me to the topRelax my mizzy and smoke that droHold her head motherfucker I`ma fuck that hoLet the dutch burn niggas get split fuck ya turnI ain`t been givin` a fuck so why should I nowWatch your mouth, nigga I`m grown you just a childIn a mans world nigga ac`in like a little girlIt`s foul, he don`t wanna blow trial, why not?Cause up north niggas like him get smacked aroundI never turn my back, on you faceless cowardsTalkin` all that shit, don`t know a thing about usI educate em with the pretty four pounderBut each and every day we get flagrant and more foulerKeep it thorough, don`t want that bullshit around usMoved away from drama but some how it found usIt`s a small thing, let that dro burnNigga front he gettin` touched that`s my wordNiggas knows the deal we clap hammers and shitBitches love us but niggas can`t stand the cliqueAnd dyke women, these motherfuckers running off emotionsBurn something, I`m ves`d ready to hurt somethingNiggas knows the deal we clap hammers and shit