Текст песни Grand Puba - Ya Know How it Goes
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Yo Doogie let`s hit this OFF yoAiyyo check thisAiyyo Rob Sutton hit the button!Hah! YeahYou know time is it (3X)Check it check it check it out yoCheckI beg your pardon who`s the one with the roughness?Super extra toughness, Grand Pu-ba-la!See I`m the chosen, I keep the snakes frozenCheck out how I blows in, girl it feels good when it goes inHere`s the situation, supreme motivationhelps me get the loot, and then I knock the bootsI jump high like Jordan, Flash like Gordon`bos, Girbauds and shorts is probably what I`m sportinFuck what you heard, this is what you need to hearIt`s the same as last year, so _Step to the Rear_Cause when I was a shorty couldn`t wait to drink my first 40Find an ex-shorty in the hallway and get naughtyJump on the elevator, hit the lights outMy moms was a yardie so my pops kept a stoutOoh a young boy tipsy, that`s without a doubtIt wasn`t hard to tell what the Puba was aboutLove the ladies lovely used to do it on my kneesCertain honey got a problem go see Puba he can ease yaHere I am, and here I standHoney all that good shit tell me, who`s the man?From, here to Bangkok, I sign my John Hancockon the contract, it`s like 1-2-3 ContactKick shit on the really cause I do it on the dailyStraight to the hole like my man Malik SeallyI hit stunts, on occasion smoke bluntsMy moms don`t like me cause I wear gold frontsIf honey wants to flam it`s no thing to me at allAlamo and Stud Doogie, it`s time to have a ballI`m a go-getter, and I`m out to go-getIf you`re makin movies, CANCEL that shitYou`re still makin movies? Man, get your corder-camOops, cam-corder, but shit you know the orderCouldn`t get no skins, until you got a BenzDidn`t have no friends til you started makin endsI see it daily, weekly monthly yearlyThink you got it goin on? ReallyI never sold gems to the bums in the slumsOnly robbed devils, made a few number runsBrothers round my way they like to blabber at the gumsJust jealous cause I got it by the tonsTwenty fifty hundred, is how I count my billsThen I take it slow because it runs into the millsBrothers try to step to this but all they catch is chillsNo frills, Puba pays the billsRon Studda spin the wheel back like his name was Pat Sajakon Wheel of Fortune.. that`s how we keep it scorchinAlamo HEY, Sadat X HEY, Baby Pop HEY, now let me keep it rollinThis is just the way I move to keep my pockets swollenLights cameras action here comes Mr. SatisfactionI be maxin and relaxin til it`s time to jump in the actionNow for grown I speak with a tone which I choose to call my ownGhetto prone I guard the zone like the kid from _Home Alone_Type of style that flows for days it`s like it pays to save amazeNow I be careful on the lays because the AIDS are nowadaysesGrand Puba, S.O.S., Stud Doogie, AlamoYou know how the shit go!So Big Jeff HEY, B.R. HEY, Tislam HEY, Ja-El HEYStud Doogie HEY, Alamo HEY, and Uptown HEY, Brooklyn HEYAnd here we go here we go make the dough yoHere we go here we go make the dough yoNow check it y`all I`d like to say peaceto all the Gods and the Earths and the people of the universeWanna let you know the black man come firstSo don`t act up cause you might leave in a hearseYo check this yoI wanna give a big up to all my Now Rule peopleYou know the flavor, Projects M.O.Lincoln Ave. M.O., youknowhatI`msayin?City Park in the dark M.O., youknowhatI`msayin?Big up big up to all my peopleAll that other shit .. is dead, dead, DEADWord upI wanna give a big up to the stinkin Lincoln mobYouknowhatI`msayin? And we gonna bounce off like thisY`all know the flavor, A-B-C