Текст песни EPMD f 215, 8-Off Agallah - U Got Shot
EPMD f 215, 8-Off Agallah - U Got Shot слова песни
"You got shot cause you knock knock knocked Who`s there? Another motherfuckin hardrock" -> ODB"Whoa-ho-hoh, let me like slow up with the flow" -> ODB"Introducing, yo FUCK that nigga`s name!" -> ODB"If you wanna step to my motherfuckin rep Chk-chk, BLAOW BLAOW BLAOW, blown traject`" -> ODB"Gimme my fuckin shit, chk-chk, BLAOW!" -> ODB"You got shot cause you knock knock knocked.."[Parrish Smith]On my knees at the mercy of GodStraight up back up I keeps it hardYou like to watch but can`t touch this niggaor catch a chargePapichulo, with karate chops, just like judoFuckin coolo make you quit rap and go sing with MenudoUnderground`s where we live and that`s where we`ll be when you leaveOverachieve, I`d rather be rockin Apollo CreedTime to speak up, faggot niggaz droppin these weak cutsWe`re the b-boys, hows about some hardcore in the speakersfor the Mic Dons, ????, PMD shinin with my stripes onin the saddle, fuck around, get your shit rattledNo paddles up shit`s creek when time to battleSame place, same bat time, so fuck a bat channelThis nigga, object of game, get your pockets biggerBiggie, Pac, and Eaze - one love, them still my fuckin niggaz[215]We don`t need no gat, just cock me fuckin backand watch me spitfire my ?volerical? factIt`s a sign of a miracle that, my iron spittinain`t peelin your cap, me and the devil had a spiritual chatCause I`m eviler with lyrical rapthan a black cat, on a black night, and I`m blackin the moonshinin, I`m sippin Starsky and Hutchwhile my rims blindin, while P rollin the DutchCause I`m too much for ma`s and grandpa`s to solveRoll the windows to your cars, when out at largeWho the fuck`s in charge? Charles Laston SaulsI got his mom suckin my balls like a fresh pack of HallsRight hand to Allah, I`m the roughest of the rawNobody`s ever seen what they seen and never sawwhen I jump in my car, they go ooh and ahhEPMD, 215, and 8-Off Agallah[8-Off]Yo 215, who the FUCK was them cats up in the car?One of them got a gat, the other one wanna sparJumpin out the car, pop a trunk, swingin crowbarsStick up my seeds in my fiends for the G`sPeople low self-esteem rockin the gleam, hotter than steamWhen I blow off the top I got this cream like Bill RothsteinAnd when I rob unique excitement is, why you screamSo put your hands together, get your mans togetherHere`s the plan together here`s the gun together let`s run togetherSoldier mind crime nigga, bitch-down live nigga8-Off`s gonna hit em like, five niggaz, suprise niggaz[Erick Sermon]Aiyyo you hit em like thatI bust em from the back, to the extremeHit em up, make em scream like a bitchAnd switch up, for the mix up, and dig a ditch upand bounce, then for luck, I throw a six upAnd hook off like Prince Naseem a headDuck yo` head, or go inside insteadStep to me bourgeoise? Fancy as Dandy?You get killed, like you was Jon-Benet RamseyAnd some of y`all just plain civiliansTalkin shit, and never even seen a millionActin like y`all Sicilians, when y`all niggazwith small figures, and chasin gold diggers(Motherfuckers) Don`t even come up to me yappinOr you`ll Die Hard with Bruce and Sam JacksonRight now, you wanna duel, you foolI`m a Dogg 4 Life like my nigga Ja RuleWho wanna flex, with the influentialwith mad credentials on instrumentals we`re too essentialThe mic and the beat, now shit`s completefor me to kick your ass, for talkin trash, punk"You got shot cause you knock knock knocked Who`s there? Another motherfuckin hardrock" -> ODB"Whoa-ho-hoh, let me like slow up with the flow" -> ODB"Introducing, yo FUCK that nigga`s name!" -> ODB"If you wanna step to my motherfuckin rep Chk-chk, BLAOW BLAOW BLAOW, blown traject`" -> ODB"Gimme my fuckin shit, chk-chk, BLAOW!" -> ODB"You got shot cause you knock knock knocked.."