Текст песни Freeway f Omillio Sparks, Peedi Crakk - Ring the Alarm
Freeway f Omillio Sparks, Peedi Crakk - Ring the Alarm слова песни
* send correction to the typist[Freeway]za-za za-za-za za-za[Omillio Sparks]I gotta snap on this one daddy!![Peedi Crakk]Oh! Now clap for me mami...Just clap for me mami...[Freeway]I know a little bitI only know the dirty words...[Peedi Crakk]Holla at yo fuckin dog!No benz, No ice, just me in the hooptieholdin the toolie, everything calm and coolyGot all these chicks tryin to screw meGimmie the coochie, sperm runnin all down her coochie (woman moans)Alot changed since smoke in the crimeHoldin my mama in the court sayin "Fuck you ya honor!"[Freeway]Yeah Crakk!![Peedi Crakk]Fitted, fresh, jersey as wellRocafella Nam`sayin on my black and white shellsIn too deep, niggaz still got beefStill smack you wit the heat, in the middle of the streetsStill, wearin my best wit a fresh white teefour-pound, two-clips, hollow tips gone skeet youSo sweet, that I don`t lose no sleepmiss no meals, this guy eats without no dealDrink liquor like a pirate tongue, slick as a sailorhigh like a pilot shirt, foot like a seller, whoa!!Drinkin liquor gettin` brain in my waterbedfeelin` like a skylark next to your daughter headOh I forgot, bigga nigga probably bought her heregot her drunk, talkin all the shit a whore wanna hearI just, fuck em`, buck em` wit the lights onlet her know it`s nuthin, crush em` wit my night sawBout to get my flight on, charter or trainPardon the name, but Crakk is just a part of the gameFar as the change, just bustin` my checksDuckin my ex, gettin` shermed up in the LexNow how the fuck you get all that??[Chrous repeat 2x]Ring the alarm!another hater`s dyingoh boy, aye!Ring the alarm!when my gauge is firingcock back, dump onyou and your moms[Omillio Sparks]You cocksucker`s got hate in ya bloodY`all ain`t happy that sparks got the cocked desi-eagle in yo mugI rock, like MTV unpluggedlet the M-1 rock one of you fucksI gives a fuck about who catches a slug or who tellscuz the kid got money for bail and if they get out give a fuck who outpricks still talkin measly, still talkin greasythe "ROC" is rocked up and sold outY`all can`t sell, and y`all won`t be seen like an NFL blackoutmy guns go "Blakow!"Don`t make me put the cocked nine right in front of yo eyesand make y`all fucks cock-eyed...(Woman speaking spanish)Who the fuck can fuck wit B. Sieg, Free and Omillio?You young boys back up, while the trucks back outwhen the "ROC" enters the building your best bet is get the fuck outI bring clappers, get yo boys clapped up, fucker! (R-O-C..) Holla![Chorus 2x][Freeway]Freeway bust shots, it don`t matter whocan`t even hug the block if i`m mad at youtakin turns comin thru that`s what my niggaz dotakin` turns inside yo chick that`s what my click will dodark room, Cancun, spanish interviewwit mamacita, Freeway, charmed to meet youAll, damn day I got some dick for herNo, way I never got no chips for herany day of the week, long-gun tucked every day of the weekFreak Nia Long lookin honey just about any day of the weekguest ran thru sleep, got young niggaz willing to grindon your block wit a package of sweet(Starts singing)Cuz Free not stuck upSee me anywhere, won`t get stuck upkeep the heavy-hand, miss take that offtoss them underwear, who those? my ballscome from under thereFreeway, a boss don`t you wanna stare?Haters, get lost don`t you understand?shit spit, be real don`t you see these guns?fuck the, ice grill don`t you see these dudes?we from the ghetto, and they don`t like our attitudemami say I`m loco, she don`t like my attitude (Holla!)[Chorus 2x]