Текст песни Funkmaster Flex f Noreaga and Willie Stu - The Fast and The Furious Soundtrack
Funkmaster Flex f Noreaga and Willie Stu - The Fast and The Furious Soundtrack слова песни
[Funkmaster Flex]Murder Inc.Thugged OutFranchiseFunk Flex Big dog pit bulls!Two suburbans and a fucking Hurst!Cause Funk Flex and Nore are killin` em out there!Scream at ya boy![Noreaga]Yo me and Pun used to slap niggasAnd pack macs in the back of the hatch with black niggasOn weekends with the Ricans cause nigga I fitYou see I`m half fucking black and motherfucking spikShould have learned a long time ago Tudunn, Tudunn, TudunnHow I hit a nigga up Tudunn, Tudunn, TudunnNiggas fans worry you see us smear off in cranberryMy shots come in, in threes, like MaubaryWanna see how these fake niggas`ll actWhen my shotgun will erase there stomach and backCall me Hosea, more shoot outs, most gunsMost of these niggas just mostly runYou see I`m back spittin` and still cooking in the kitchenI`m still a chef ain`t a fucking gram missingNiggas out of order you know shit gone changeHow they life getting shorter like Mr. T`s chain(Chorus)[Willie Stubz]The bass and the music that`ll make you jumpIt go Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, dunnWhy you acting like a punk before we put you in a trunkYou going Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, dunnActing wild like the hill with my hand on the pumpIt go Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, dunnFuck it we getting drunk and smoking that skunkY`all going Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, Tudunn, dunn[Funkmaster Flex – overlapping last line of chorus]Yeah, It`s going down!Funk Flex, Nore![Noreaga]My caller ID is fucked up I can`t see the numberFeeling like Stevie Wonder, the hood took me underI miss my niggas I wanna see emAll my niggas that`s dead laying in mausoleumsFor my niggas that`s locked up the same shitI told y`all niggas I hold y`all niggas to all thisPicture us going all legit with all thisLine em up; get em all together they all missSee all my niggas we starvin` and waitin`To take a nigga hockey mask off like JasonBetter Armstrong face drop to the pavementIn 2000 I don`t get along with niggasThat`s why you never me on a song with a niggasJust my clique roll strong them niggasAnd wait till we see y`all it`s on with you niggasAnd I could just slap y`all go on little niggas(Chorus)[Funkmaster Flex]Big dog pit bulls!Funk Flex, Big Kap!Cipher sounds!Mr. Cee!Johnny Walker Red, DJ Kiore!Frank Jigga, Corey Ock!The Funk Regulator C-note!Keep It Gator! And keep it global!SPKilla this shit is fucking ugly!Cut this shit off, it`s a fucking wrap!