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Текст песни Heather B. - All Glocks Down

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"I can break it down like whatever you want" -> Buckshot Shorty (2x)Verse 1:All glocks down arriving is the bulletproof lyricistR rood boy big up now here thisI`m clasic like a coca cola why don`t you roll a "L"And make it spiffy are the "L"s twisty oh yes lets get liftyLong lived the rugged female Heather B.So all you gun waving niggas put down your glocks pleaseNo need for playing the hard anymoreThe bulletproof lyricist is knocking at your doorSo open up let me in lets get nasty if you wannaI`ll freak dat butt like a filt by Heather HunterTouch you touch you I might just buss youBuss your shit MC turned ? eastcoast kidHow I swing bounce to brooklynNo need to tell you what I part took inJust know Heather B. is back in townIts no question all glocks downChorus: Glocks down, hit`em with that funky soundI can break it down like whatever you want (say 4x)Verse 2:Walking with middle finger up brown tims steppin` throughComing soon to a corner spot near youIts the side walkin` rap talkin` hip hop sisterNo need to try me misss-terYou got rhymes go for it we need no chorusFreestyles comin` from da doorAnd who`s testin` the untestable styles flexibleYou gonna haveta bounce twelve roundsTKO by the third fuck what you heardI didn`t feel like playing around Cuz you`s part-time witha part rhyme committing no crimesAnd claiming to be hard on the blockSo feel my funk my beat my vibe Recognize that i`m live or alive you know the time Kid just raise up rise up open your eyes upI already got you sized up so wise up BITCHA "L" to the neck a double duece I`m bestAnd now my mind set I`ll be rowdy through the deathDue us part on love rock crew right here in heartdon`t even play me son you`ll get did done Turnin` all gats or guns i`ll leave you shorty with her hair undoneAnd then you know Heather B. is back in townSo no question all glocks downChorusVerse 3:I got my peeps to my left side and then my rightCan`t wait until tonight when real niggas turn trifeI love the orange light from the dutch master tipMy whole crew bent a half a hunned gone spitChocolate tay true dat yo who him who datSnatchin` up da "L" like a snipherSon you will surely miss the next cipherIf you ever tryta hog up the "L" againLast one to put in first son to dig inNow I hear you riffin` me while I`m countin` your tokeThe henloke burns my throat with no jaserI`m feelin vibes by my hip from the black pagerBlowin` up for da nine four for da nine fiveFor da nine square either way say word wordHeather B. is in there to the most high To the most def no quest all glock downChorus

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