Текст песни Foxy Brown - Ill Na Na
Foxy Brown - Ill Na Na слова песни
Fox Boogie Brown is bad as hellBattle anybody I don`t care if you tellI excel, they all fellSuited in Chanel, Fox Brown will rock the bellsC`mon, uhh, rock bells, illThe Firm, c`mon, ride along babyWhattup Da Da, yo!Me and my Firm benos, rhyme to the deathThe mahogany Mami, and shine like PledgeWouldn`t suggest you try me, verses like GuillaniWhat? I hurt it on purpose like BonnieFrom the bottom to the T-O, P we flowC.O.D., Cash On DeliveryFoxy ery-body watch me nowGot these rap cats mad can`t stop me nowSee the slanted eyes rise when I knock thee downI got one question for y`all, haha, Papi how?We don`t playa hate we regulate in this campY`all do whatcha can, we do what y`all can`tAmazing like Luther once the beat`s looped upRock the bi-dells and tore your whole group upIt`s Ill like Na Na when it feel like dramaboy, me and the click roll tight like ganjaSee me Primadonna, breakin the nailsHere come the game of game, to get the cake and we bailKnow you tryin to get the picture but the frame is frailWe gettin richer, you wish you ran game this wellRock the bells, uhhSome players like it, and some of them don`tCause I make a lot of cash and they girlfriends won`tFox brawl swing in Hell gonna rock the bellsAll you other MC`s can`t do this well, rock the bellsRock the bells, uhhFrom the, true borough, the B-K too thoroughDown in D.C., Touch Me Tease Me babyC`mon, you know the tracks I get dumb onCan`t front on me, playa haters the Sun onI regulate, Dan-non, down to Ra-monI swung on hits y`all couldn`t get run onBrown baby uhh, I been chromed outThis ain`t nuttin new parked Benz on outAnd I flows like, CK OneSomethin in they hoes like, she fakes none, aightI`m the quintessential, mistress of the instrumentalY`all could Wait to Exhale, I`ma vent a littleSet It Off like Jada, robbin the bankI got this money thing covered, from the dollar to the francThe pounds to the pence, it`s like hustlin backwardsNuttin y`all said made a ounce of senseMy moves be calculated, documentedNo matter what you sell, I got you in a minuteTake a lot at your charts, watch me climbTurn it upside down, six digits to nineInside out got reversable rhymesWe could go pop widdit or run the block widditNever before done til The Firm did itIf it ain`t for the paper then nah we not with itGot to stay driven so we can stay drivinBoom to my whole crew, gotta pull a diamondSee me lookin hot in the crop TercelGettin richer, you wish you ran game this wellRock the bellsUhh, is it rawUhh, uh-huh, to the core, uhhI`ma give it to ya raw, give your more, uhhUh-huh, like that, yeah, c`mon, rock the bellsRock the bellsRock the bellsRock the bells