Текст песни Fatal Hussein - Friday
Fatal Hussein - Friday слова песни
Who dat?, what?,There they go, there they goThere they goThe same motherfuckers,You know nigga it`s fuckin` FridayWe doin` it like last Friday (Niggas ain`t got shit to do) (So we gon` get fucked up)Who dat?[Verse 1]Bert and Hussein, back to back now that`s flammableSmokin` ya brain, attack the track like we some animalsMechanical, live wire jaw, rap cannibalsFire force survive behind bars, like we unhurtableSwervin` through Jerz emerge and serve you don`t deserve to pull,Another breath of oxygen,Has is known for oxin` `emKool Kas` chrome be droppin` `em,Killa Kane be lockin` PhilipaneDrip from a toxic tongueGet done wid it,Out of control like we begun wid itBricks explode, licked you out the showThat nigga Bump did itI block, like Murdock, army fatigued and,Bout to store blocks an` Fort Knox ya minor league shitBreathe this, ballistic, shell like KhadafiBringin` the blizzards when I make bail you can`t stop me,In jail all that I can see provoking hell,Chokin` at a third rail velocityObviously ya men have, been barkin` up the wrong treeMicrophone strong deep bomb firstYa mind burst within a rhyme verseDirty Bert rehearse the worse of me,The black clip`s burnin` meThe cat who act fraternityThe landscape`s redded,Fuck it ya man said itYa shoulda never let it escapeWe won`t wet it,Squeezing, leavin holes in ya crew,Maestro can stand through,When I pass the Mac to Rock that nigga brand youWhen I pass the Mac to Rock that nigga brand you[Hook]Ten out of tenNo ya chance is a ninthWe do jail wid no bailLosin` half of our lifeLivin` the life of the poorLosin` sight in the warYou can slice it down preciseShit`s trife around the board[Verse 2]We in this thing togetherTryna build the same cheddarIt`s strange sometimes I think paranoid clutchin` my waistA fake couldn`t relate to,Drugs and honeys,My hugs are funnyAnd thugs blow slugs for the moneyGunshots, mobbin` up quiet late nightsWalkin` down New, you betta think twiceThis shit ain`t right,It`s all wrong,NARC`s we slide onIt ain`t safe seasonSay it`s strength in numbersWe rolled the whole precintRev the whip up,We live `98 stick-upsLoadin` clips upThat flimsy ass vest we rip upNew Jerz, come check usBut don`t test usOppose, we throw holes in ya LexusAct whatever, clap whateverWhen we clap we clap togetherLeavin` you cats on the stretcherO.N.S. and the Embassy,Outlawz and PentagonIf it ain`t that,It ain`t shit to meIt ain`t shit to meHook[Verse 3]Fake lies, close ya eyes,Nigga die in the darkYou little hip hop cop,Playin` spy in the parkWe turn schemes to creamCause we fiend for greenWid the cops and streets watchin`Ain`t no need to dreamCodine my team,Full beam on ya knottyKilluminati to ya bodyGot mooned wid the shottiGetto star you for Amaru,Yak see you tomorrow,I know you here,These other niggas be like where are you?The Henny`ll start you,Dirty ever semi I borrow,No confrontation or quarrelI can`t shake up or startleThe time takerTying `em up like Ron BakerHere to shake and break `em downLike the LA LakersI see through `emAin`t no tellin` what I`ma bout to leave through `emWhile he lay there I stay thereWhile the paramedics`ll breathe through himSqueeze through him,Put the E to him, hit `em upHe gon` lay there shakin` waitin` for y`all to pick him upYa outta there,Quick as you squeal, I`ll appealIt`s kill or be killed,In this world of free steelEvery crew`s a game,Wearin` blues is strangeFrom how you move you`ll be namedFor what you doin` who you claimYou might, think it`s a gameFrom bein` critically acclaimedA war winner for pitiful gameFuck wid Hussein[Verse 4]From cops got our feet tiredEverybody split up anybody get caughtSon just keep quiet,These C`s watchin` me,Two CDS` of armed robberyTerroristic bread and possession of stolen property,Keep to myself that`s how I got to be, cats acknowledge me,For the simple fact I live everyday of the week periodicallyPremeditated robberies, how could you possiblyMistake Imperial S for a mental or methologyI`m realer than the cats that shot at meI think I`ll probably, ride by and let `em sample the varieties,My hollow ain`t easy to swallow,Like them five dollar bottles,Kill or be killed`s my motto,I do it cause I got to,I`ma, straight up commodityI thug in this societyOn the side ah me`s my niggas that`ll die for meWould you ride for me?, or get rode on?Been in this game so longI kick slick shit in every sentenceY`all have to grow on,Throughout my hard times my vision was blindHustlin` dimes fake niggas wanna beef wid meI ain`t puttin` it in my rhymesYou ain`t worth it,Wid out contact I catch perfect,Had the heart in front of the crowdBut in your eyes you nervous,Now start chirpin`,The .38 special start squirtin`Leave two holes in ya shirtAnd put you on the side street hurtin`,Now that`s for talkin` out ya person,(Muthafuckaz)Fuckaz[Outro]Fatal Hussein, Fatal HusseinAiyyo, (recognise)Tell somebody come get me(O.N.S., Outlaw)If not I`ll be home in like 5HahahhahhaMotherfuckin` Friday(Tick like time)For all y`all niggas that wanna fuck wit meBefore my shit come out,It`s about to drop too bitch,(Y`all don`t know O.N.S nasty new)Hey Ric where the fuck the Henny atThree hundred and sixty motherfuckin` three days in the WakerAhaha, yo fuck that calenderI ain`t for that shit.....Yo A-rock man,(Moddy Bang)It`s on for them niggas(Killa Black)Killa Black.....