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Текст песни Drunken Master f Method Man, Redman - Drunkenstyle

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[Method Man on a phone]"Ayyo, this is Meth, a-k-a Johnny BlazeWord up and this is second out the Drunken MasterYeah, I`m fucked up right now- What?!"[Drunken Master (Redman)]"Ayyo, we gon` swing it to the Jersey side, you-know-what-I-mean?Drunkenstyle `99, Drunken Master up in here ridin` for you and your`s,you-know-what-I`m-sayin`? I got my man Redman up in hereand he about to do his thing on the freestyle shit, word up"("Ohhhhh, I`m in this thing like this")"So Reggie Noble, get in and do your thing,get in where you fit inSet it off like thiiiiiis"("Ohhhhh.")[Redman]I`ma start it like this: niggas ride dickCome to the D-Town, shit sickSlap a bitch across her faceWho `dat comin` through? Erase the taste out `cha mouththen I hide out down SouthTell my Grandma I need a glock outShe be like, `Son, what you on the run for?`It`s the Funk Doc comin` through wit` ResevoirDogs type of material- VeinarialDisease, squeeze on these weak-ass M.C.`sWhy ya bitch sweatin` me, Rock The Bells,I battle yo` ass `til her feet is out like ChanelsAnd we could go on for daysWhose `dat nigga runnin` like roaches, spray the RaidWit` my niggas in the D, rollin` up the GandsAnybody wanna test Doc, put up ya handsPull out a nine, bust ya mindWhen I click, my toungue click like synchronized ninesAnd I rob ya town and I get downPull out the four-pound, br-br-br-br-br-brownYes, y`all- Grab my ballsY`all mothafuckas vacade your college dorm hallsand I stand still, kill at willWhose that nigga peelin` back bananna peels, cocked back.The dirty rat on the streetAll you weak M.C.`s don`t wanna test me, want beef?!Yes, y`all- And I bring it on backlike O.D.B., Bring It On Back![Drunken Master]Uh. Yo, yo.Up in the sky, playa, who could it be?Drunken Master, creepin` through the 3-1-3My nigga Reggie Noble, yo, he got my backWe layin` niggas flat and blazin` up back-to-backsacks and when I come through mashin` and dumpin`,niggas be like `That`s Dre The Drunken... ("Drunken Master")...Master` `Bout to blast you wit` the four-poundLay you down and escape through the UndergroundBlurry like the fog, ridin` wit` my dogDrunken Mast choke you out like L-A smogComin` though with that `99 freestyleMe and Funk Doc mashin` down 7 MileDrunkenstyle `99, nigga- Hell yeahWha-wha-what?![Redman (Drunken Master)]Drunkenstyle `99,Drunken MasterIllin` comin` down and I fuck a bitch fasterWord is bond, no jokin`Everything I be tokin` and smokin`is out of this world and I take yourgirl, rob her for her Shirling coat and dopeNever sniff coke but I`m brokeGot a little change in my pocket wit` a rope ("Where`s it at?")around my neck wit` a medallion hangin`I`m on the bitch` big ass, twelve bangin`like... I flip my styles like dykeand rob a white boy for Bajha BikeI`m trife and your wife like itIf you throw the football, I`ma spike itdown in your mouth and I pull the glock outlike... and that`s hypeThat type... `ll slap ya assWho `dat, pull out the gun and clap ya ass?!Just because I rap, I`m not a suckaGrab the mic like Hulk Hogan, `Well, ya know Brother?!`What`s this? Comin` down,Funk Doc rob the ice off your wristand tell you, smell youWhile I locked down, I`m crazy. Locked down in BellviewThat`s in New York, M.C.`s feel meJersey representin`, come hittin`like you saw Tupac wit` two glocksPull out two guns and I bust it on two copsand I ask who da bestIf you don`t like me, I put thirty-eight more slugs in your chestWit` my man Drunken Masta

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