Текст песни Dre Dog - The Most Hated Man in Frisco
Dre Dog - The Most Hated Man in Frisco слова песни
(Dre Dog whispering is in parentheses)[Dre Dog]ooh, here comes the sickest and the illest of them all(what`s your name boy) they call me Dre Dogthe coke snortin, chewy smokin reverend in black (yeah)just because you know my name fool, i don`t have your backbut put some pep in your step and get the fuck onbefore i have hen flashbacks and get my fuck onbut a lot of motherfuckers seem to think i`m satanic(why?) but makin sick shit from the mind is automatic (hahaha)grab a motherfucker is my motherfuckin thangand i slang these thangs like cocaine (i slang em)and muslims hate me but i don`t know why (i don`t either)is it because i say fuck you and your bean pies?and no, i don`t want no final calli smoke skunk and still say man to allcause i`m the butcher, the baker, the candlestick makermo money, mo money, it`s the black Jim Bakkertake naps in a coffin, sleep in a body bagonly paper that i like is money or zig-zagsrolled a blunt for that fool i didn`t know (he didnt know)Dre Dog get his amp from the lord indonigga do it, nigga good , do it for a hoi got an axe to open up your chest just like a front door (open up your chest)an axe to open up your back just like a back door (back door)and money for the cents i got the best indocause i never was a kid, my heart was too coldwhen I came out my momma`s pussy i was 12 years old (hahaha)with long fingernails for the cocaine (long fingernails)rough ass hands for the skull rings (skull rings)potent ass dank for a fuck ringand some sucka free niggas when i gang bangso kneel down and bow to the sick onei`ll have the devil coming out your damn eardrums (eardrums)and when you see him say my name fool, don`t screamso cut your dick you punk bitch it was a wet dream (haha)it don`t stop...(chorus)[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain`t shit] but i snort caine and it gets me ripped[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain`t shit] but i smoke blunts and it gets me bent[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain`t shit] yeah, but i snort caine and it gets me ripped[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain`t shit] but i smoke blunts and it gets me bent[Dre Dog]i should buy a cemetery and get much bigger (why?)and make money off you dead ass niggas (hahahaha)but fool you don`t hear me (what?), niggas fear me (why?)but they wanna get near me (who are you?)the six five devil`s son, (who?) I said the devil`s son (who?)can you find a more wicked one? (no)that can creep through the night like a wicked witchsmokin ty stick (what?), on a broomstick (yeah)because a nigga like me like to shake rightNow watch me jack off by your mother`s gravesite (did you know her?)because I knew her, and i fucked her, and i missed the cock (uhhhh)but here`s a pipe without the knife on how i rip shopthe most hated man in Frisco`s in your brain nowsmokin chewy, you got me sick but im insane nowso give me body like Latifah and i might beat cha (everybody)with my beanie on i look just like the grim reaper (hahahaha)pony tail, saggy pants, bulletproof vest (what?)like an alien, Dre Dog is coming through your chest (through your chest)i`m not a cat, i don`t scratch, i got long nails (meow)i`m a pisces but i`d rather be a killa whale (killa whale)don`t turn your back, look how you act when i come to town (Frisco)praise my name, kiss my ring, now bow downsick material,now don`t you know my voice is good for fuckin` up your stereo (yeah)now Dre Dog account for cash, whoop that ass,make the blast, (hahahaha) with a sinister laugh(chorus)[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain`t shit] but I snort caine and it gets me ripped[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain`t shit] but I smoke blunts and it gets me bent[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain`t shit] but I snort caine, I snort caine[fuck you, Dre Dog, you ain`t shit] fire up the blunts nigga, I`m ghost