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Текст песни Freddie Foxxx - Rough Enough

Freddie Foxxx - Rough Enough слова песни

YoY`allY`all!Drop that, manYeahOn a gangsta tipFreddie Foxxx in the house You know what I`m sayin?Rollin with the FlavaWe gon` set it off like thisCheck it outOn the one...Let me hear you say Go Fox-o, go Fox-o go(Go Fox-o, go Fox-o go)Yo, let me hear you say Go Fox-o, go Fox-o go, come on(Go Fox-o, go Fox-o go)(Get on the mic and get rough) --> KRS-One[ VERSE 1 ]I`m back again to wreck mics and threat the mic-holderI`m still hardcore gettin mines, like I told yaI still keep a gun on my waistline, clip in a fat rhymeShoot you in the chest with the tec, in the head with the nineYou rappers can`t swing the Freddie Foxxx styleMan, I make the softest nigga think he`s buckwildI never won a Grammy, never made a hitBut everytime a rapper get on stage with Freddie Foxxx, he get his ass whippedI break em down dailyMy voice so ill, I make Barry White sound like Philip BaileyYou rappers don`t faze me with the rough talk Boy, you better back up and pack up Before I load the mack upI swing with the mic, and zhigge-zhigge-zhig it rightAnd beat you rappers down that just can`t speak it rightI been a ruffneck since I was a baby, ask my mamaWhen I got out, it was just for bringin niggas dramaSo set up the beef, I bust it downAnd guarantee the opposition never see the 2nd roundAnd by the end of the song, you`re in a trapScreamin in the crowd, "Freddie Foxxx, bust a rap!"(Rough)(Get on the mic and get rough)[ VERSE 2 ]A lotta rappers try to front like they`re rougher than they really areBut you`re just a booty-ass nigga with a nice carI bet the girls just like you cause they seen you on the videoYou wanna meet a real live nigga, here we go, hoeFirst I teach you not to talk back, teach you to be loyalShow her that my gangsta style`s above royalTeach her bout the murder game, so she`ll never hate itThen hit her with a .380 snub-nose nickel platedSee, ladies know the only thing that I like is my gun and my micA piece of ass, and a good fightI`m still knockin niggas out, ain`t nothin changed, geeMy bodyguards hold me back when there`s beefSo understand the Militant Mack will never switch upA lotta y`all talk behind my back, but in my face y`all bitch upYo baby boy, hold me downWhile I go inside a sucker nigga`s house and bust a couple of roundsIt`s like the nigga in white that`ll blast you in daylightAnd stand there till the cops come and fightAnd even if they lock me in jail, I be aightI do a lotta push-up`s, and kill a lotta mice in the nightBut once they let me go You suckers better know I hit my stashThen I`m comin for that assYeahFlippin it on the oneFor the FlavorWe gon` set it off hardcore like thisLet me hear you say Rip it Fox-o, rip it Fox-o rip it(Rip it Fox-o, rip Fox-o rip it)Yo, let me hear you say Rip it Fox-o, rip it Fox-o rip it, come on(Rip it Fox-o, rip Fox-o rip it)Let me hear you sayBreak, Fox-o, break Fox-o break(Break Fox-o, break Fox-o break)(Get on the mic and get rough)[ VERSE 3 ]I like to cruise through Brooklyn in my old Buick RegalAnd right on my left my .45 Desert EagleSay what`s up to my boys still rappin on the cornerThey want me to hang, but I`m solo, I don`t wannaCheck it, I knock boots like a superstar Girls know who they areMy name ain`t Bobby Brown Girl, I`m humpin aroundSo you see Freddie Foxxx, girl, you wanna get laidMy name ain`t Aaron Hall, girl, you better be afraidI jump inside your ass like I was Johnny MeatAnd do the Sweet-Dick-Willie to a fat beatI hump you gangster style, and turn you out Went through all the positions that the girls love to talk aboutI have you strung out, hopin that we blow upWaitin for me all day, but I never show upBecause the mic is my first love, it`d never leaveI stick a mic in a rapper`s ass and make him bleedI`m Mr. Nice Lyrical Style, Freddie Foxxx, did itStamina Daddy, freak the funk, girl, don`t forget itSo next time you see me killin on the ave., babyWith a hoodie and a .45 mag, babyDon`t play me close, cause it`s beef and I`m on a missionI`m huntin down the fox, so baby listenYeah, you know the flavor, babyAnd before we slideWe gon` do it on the ill, knowmsayin?One for the road, and we gon` set it off like thisOn the oneCheck this outLet me hear you say Go Fox-o, go Fox-o go(Go Fox-o, go Fox-o go)Yo, let me hear you say Go Fox-o, go Fox-o go, come on(Go Fox-o, go Fox-o go)Yo, let me hear you say Rip it Fox-o, rip it Fox-o rip it, come on(Rip it Fox-o, rip Fox-o rip it)Let me hear you sayBreak, Fox-o, break Fox-o break(Break Fox-o, break Fox-o break)(Get on the mic and get rough)You know the Flava, you soft-ass niggaWhenever you see me, back the fuck upOr might catch one in the foreheadPunkPeace

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