Текст песни Erick Sermon f Keith Murray, Sy Scott - Listen
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Hit it hardYeah, yeah, when I stick it she be like (uh)Yeah, pimpin, I run up right inside `em, yeah[Verse One: Sy Scott]Yo, it goes hey you, guess what, guess who gets whatI snatch baguettes, you get what you get, guess whatGuess what, you get it and forget it like guess whatGuess what get done to special guests that can`t guess whatHe goin on when Sy be goin offIn the cross my Squad run tracks like motocrossI write words I read and then re-word `emSame word, rework `em without re-wordin `emWord perfect for workin with `emWorkmen do homework, men at work in the network workin systemYeah, I overwork, work the middleWork and turn your homework workbook against youIn the range of a roundabout ratioI merry-go-round around around the radioAround around and away we goEverytime Sy bust down then it`s up up away you go[Chorus: Keith Murray]Now what do you niggaz think about thisA jam for the streets that you can`t resistSo hustle to this, bang to thisGet your money to this, yeah listen to thisNow what do you bitches think about thisA jam for the clubs that you can`t resistSo shake to this, freak to thisDrink up to this, yeah listen to this[Verse Two: Erick Sermon]Uhh, huhE-Dub, I`m known like the RuckerFucker, comin through like a redneck truckerNother, man down, call 9-1-1I stash that so they can`t find my gunI`m in the woods like hikers, bikers, campersAntlers, bears snakes and long-leg tarantulasUh, E-Dub I got ballsIf I get chased pon` de river like Sean Paul, believe itI`m on the fish neck, like jet-skisI killed Romeo, along with Jet LiAnd messin with the E be incomparableGet romped like Romper Room, a one man platoonOh I say, I`m Andrew Dice ClayFilthy mouth and also fuck y`allYou wanna get physical we touch y`allHaters we appreciate the love so - thank you very much y`all[Chorus][Verse Three: Keith Murray]Last but not least, Keith wreck shop comfortablyWhen I flow, I fuck up your street credibilityDef Squad get busy oftenWhen it comes to chicks we got more tricks than a dolphinYou see the new E-Dub spin when I pull upEcko sweatsuit with the hood upThis shit is so hot you could cook an egg on itSo I sunny-side up, buttered toast my opponentsI take the drama to the middle of the streetOr any nigga that`s feelin himself like TweetKid you sonned out, let me speak to your fatherMatter of fact, hold these here, and don`t even botherWe come through with the nines poppinNiggaz get so quiet, you can hear rats pissin on cottonSo you see there`s nothin furthermore to sayAiyyo Busta, "Pass the Courvoiser"[Chorus]