Текст песни Dr. Dre and Ed Lover f Lords of the Unde - East Coast Sound
Dr. Dre and Ed Lover f Lords of the Unde - East Coast Sound слова песни
The sounnnnnds.. that you hearrrr[Chorus 2X: LOTUG]It`s the East coast sound, bumpin through your town Lords, Dre, Ed Lover, comin from the underIt`s the East coast sound, bumpin through your town Lords, Dre, Ed Lover, comin from the under[Ed Lover]I step up to the frontline, it`s not my turn to rhyme[DoItAll]Well it`s mine, so watch your back, cause I`m high off this wineBrass monkey, now my mental state is like funkyLyrics intoxicated so my style is drunk chunkyNow some can, umm get it, but some can`t, get widditBut if you can`t, get it, then on you I have shittedYour reaction is stunk, from the shit that I pumpAnd my sound, is immortalized, in mad niggaz trunksNow hear the slur as I speak, cause my speech is not slurredI go by the straight line so many words bump curvesSo visualize `em, while um some, try to harmonize `emLike who`s that nigga? (That`s that nigga)And what`s that style that he just kicked?Well it`s me, the D-O-I-T All..That brown slim brother who sometime plays the wallBut not now, cause now with the sound I am loud![Chorus][Mr. Funke]Come follow me you get deep in the line[Ed Lover]Or you can play the Tribe and just "Check the Rhime"Time and time again as I pick up a penMy thoughts begin, and the lyrics descendupon the paper, time to run the caper for major flavorSo here`s the 911, check your pagers, heyyy!It`s the E-D, the B.G. Y.G.From the Springfield Murdoch, Hollis Click 200and 9th Street thick, I never trickMy trade is gettin paid on the norm, crashin like a storm door(Ka-PLAOW!) I guess ya souped you want some more here`s a scoopDon`t weep, don`t peep, and please don`t let me catch ya sleepCause I`ll blast-ya, break ya like plas-terListen up close to the words of the ma-sterThe industry is sewn like my homies got shorties on the blockIt`s the East coast rock[Chorus][DoItAll]Alla-kazoo, alli-kazaam[Mr. Funke]You know who I am!I be emperor, black Russian czar, Gamma-FunkulaNo need to ask who is illerI grew from brass monkey to gorilla, the wack MC killerNow - I`m only in this for the moneyBut some of you been tryin to bite my styleAnd I don`t think the shit is funkyNow move over bacon! I`m tired of all these niggaz fakinYou say I`m wack but look at how your girl`s booty shakinHow dare you ever try to chump me? Yo you gets nuttin here!Niggaz is fallin off like Humpty DumptyBut you can come on, and try to press your luckI`ll go out like Colin Ferguson - BUCK BUCK BUCK!And you`ll be lucky if you make itCause any MC who steps to me will have to be rehabilitatedYou`ll need more than a lawyer to defend yaYeah, Mr. Funke man - up in ya![Chorus] - 2X