Текст песни Funkmaster Flex - FreestyleShaq and Sonja Blade
Funkmaster Flex - FreestyleShaq and Sonja Blade слова песни
[Shaq]Funkmaster, Big DawgFlex, Sonja BladeFreestyle, uhh, uhhWha-wha-what-what?Show your best, Shaq shit`ll blow your chestGo through your vest one time flow correctBrick City style talk with flair, walk on airSumo, your Halle Berry coochie wear was just a rumorCrazy raw, blaze the hardwood floorsShut out a whole country two, days beforeSlay your whore, like you never heard of the manRap, Roberto Duran, you, Davy MooreSo much dough, I could buy a third of the landCrash my Jeep jump out, my Suburban you ranIf you ask me, Shaq ain`t flashyOne piece of platinum make my whole body ashyNigga what?[Sonja Blade]Uhh, yoIt`s the sty` thing, I`m a feast, you fried wingsSonja Blade gettin more light than your high beamsIt`s over, when I spit my words I make it darklike an eclipse occurred when my click emergeI flip you birds, not a gravedigga but I getcha shitthen serve, y`all know that this chick`s disturbedI spit superb, so ill, and so realWhile you no frills with no deals I hold steel (BLOW)And if I don`t kill you, bet the flows willFor my niggaz that ain`t here I`m lettin the Mo` spillBriefcases of cough, like a coke dealUncut verses, nuttin but dope skillCan`t fill my shoes, beyond complicatedAll them big gats you got they confiscatedContemplate, I`m the shit, and you constipatedI slaughter all cause y`all water got it concentratedSee that? Funk Flex, Shaq Dog, Sonja Blade, RedrumHow we do, nine-eight, uhh