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Текст песни Fu-Schnickens f Phife Dawg - La Schmoove

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La Schmoove, yo we don`t got nuttin to prove (4X)[Poc Fu]Yo, when I was small they used to tease mebecause my hair was peasy, hard and greasyBut now I`m livin well like George and WheezySo easy (WHAT?) does it (YO!)Is it, because I`m, rockin -- beats, beats, beatsFu-Manchu`n cause I`m doin what just had to be doneNow we in there like swimwear, girls callin me honGive me hugs, little peck, mucho tongue, lots of sexNuff respects to my bros that live on five-six street RIGHTI`m smashin monster mashin boom bashin in a fashionwhich is wild now I smile when I whip-lash MC`s with my styleCall me Cuckoo, I`m makin buku, bucksI`m geared and fully prepared to tear all MC`s that are, smuksFor bros who sleep and cavity creep and listen when I talkas I soothe in the groove, cause I`m smooth like Mr. RourkeDoobely-zoo Mr. Wu, no need to be rude, but F.U.cause I ain`t got nuttin to prove La Schmoove, yo we don`t got nuttin to prove (4X)[Chip Fu]`Leave it to Beaver`-arriva, derciHeavens to mercy ba FU sayanoraadios muchachos dorme vous unbuckle my Fu-Schnick shoeMr., Chip Fu, about to wreck shopWith the Judo (CHOP!) a Judo (CHOP!) a Judo chop CHOP!Yo, zilch kaput me nada none sonI don`t think so, so take a look ata Superfly big Jimmy the Honeynut Cheerio Bee ba schnicker bah snchnuckerI ams what I ams that`s all what I amsMy lyrics are never doneI`m the big John Elmer Glue the Elmer the FuddAl Bundy the Bud Light studCome like tongues lashes, with the quicknessMoc and Poc is, my witnessAsk the Kung about my tongue and the styles that I brung insteadI`m the Ali Babi cutty rankin shuba-dib-da-dabbleJaw Boy Wonder Bread dread, BUM BA READThese lyrics ah-come out of mi head, BUM BA READMr. Chip Fu`s gon stay` di-di, da-di-di, dra-dreadYou said I couldn`t rap, but I really wrecked shopand I don`t stop drop, I get propsI pick up the mic drop a style and pattern and fashionand all MC`s jaws drops downMy accent, you`re mockin, my clothes, you`re clockinRippin MC`s to smithereens to theirribbidy-diddiby-Pippi Long-STOCKINGSSo don`t step to Chip, I`m on the La Schmoove tipYou`ll say "Drats I really failed again plus he sank my Babble-ship"So oooh, shit G, wa-wa or biscuit?Rip it and be specific doin it terrific when I kicks itChitty-Chitty Bang-Bang, Pepe LePew, Pepe LePewLa Schmoove, yo I ain`t got NUTTIN to prove! La Schmoove, yo we don`t got nuttin to prove (4X)[Phife Dawg]Now here I go, once again, with the ill flowOther MC`s that rap, their style is so-soPhife Dawg was never the type that ever lacked skillsI just stay true to my roots and then I get illTwenty years of age, but yet I still see KNOWLEDGEAnd this year, was so-called, my Senior year in COLLEGEBut I chose to pursue, in a field called musicAnd with some hype beats and breaks you know I won`t refuse itGet on the board lay down the track and I`ll do ten lapsPass the pen, pass the pad, and I`ll kick nuff RAPSJust come inside your jam and witness who is bossand it won`t be Tony Danza nor Diana RossAs small as I am, I still can pack jamsDo a freestyle, and step, but yet I still slamNot tryin to say that no one can get with meNot only is it the lyrics I write, it`s my deliveryName one rapper that you know who has this high-strung voiceMy name`s Malik and I`m unique, in other words top choiceNothin commercial bout this, it`s mainly hardcoreNow that you got what you want, do you want more?(UHH!) Because I got more in store! La Schmoove, yo we don`t got nuttin to prove (4X)[Moc Fu]MC, the Shining One, a.k.a. The Golden ChildI have a grin at times, but then throw up a fake smileVaseline Intensive Care, don`t fear mon frere`Cept I say, everybody that rappin, G pull his hairBack in the groove, it`s no way you can handle thisShit so fly, that you can call it scandalousCause I mani-fest in, words that I`m preachinUnleashin, you now seek the sounds that I`m teachinI hear NOT see NOT, knots to makes butts ROCKI rides rhythm to the beginnin, then won`t stopThe Chinese Son of Sam, the Skipper`s Peter PanThe rootinest tootinest cowboy in the EastReleasin, a new type of lyrical lingoSingle, +The Alarm+, the girls cooties I will tingleNo expiration date, so you know I won`t EXPIRENo skippin a weekly check, so I don`t have to RETIREWrite, the ca-pital, M.O.Chip Fu with the Kung-Fu givin shouts on my showIr-regular styles is here tooTripped, boo-boo, you first made a mistakeNot Alexander but considered to be GreatGreat, but, like the Grape ApeFake, the moves, and your ankles I will breakBreak, or broken, the M.O., has spokenMovements on the slick, takin the train you need a tokenI guess not, cause you pause for the causeYou either bitin your nails, or start pickin strawsHoly Mick I`m livin large just like trunk jewelsNuff respects to many minds, Ah-OWWWWWWWWWWWEE! La Schmoove, yo we don`t got nuttin to prove (8X)

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