Текст песни Hi-C f E-40, Sly Boogy - The Talk
Hi-C f E-40, Sly Boogy - The Talk слова песни
Roll somethin (yeah) smoke somethin (right)Drank somethin (what) flow somethin (hey)[Chorus]Niggaz try to talk that talk (some niggaz try to talk that talk)But they really cain`t walk that walk (nah they really cain`t walk that walk)People fuck around and get caught (you gon` fuck around and get caught)Find your ass outlined in chalk (you find your ass outlined in chalk)[Sly Boogy]I like to smoke on the fine lined stickyYou don`t really wanna try Sly Boogy (nah)I got some niggaz that`ll ride right wit meI`m not a homosexual, I like pussy (yup yup)I make the hardest niggaz cry like sissiesI`m a live walkin sci-fi mysteryCome on and shine in the limelight wit meLet`s make it snap, crackle and pop like Rice KrispiesI put niggaz in fear when I rip shitMake sho` my words sound clear when I spit thisGuzzle up a 40 ounce of beer with the quicknessIf you wanna get bent, here nigga hit thisIt`s only been a year since my shit hitNow a gang of people got they ear in my bid`nessMy words pierce like a spear, I`m relentlessYou better hope yo` name don`t appear on my hit list[Chorus][Hi-C]Yeah you niggaz is fixin to get ya brains blew backSly Boogy (whattup?) Where the thang-thang atNiggaz be killin me with these gangbang rapsI got homies so banged out they need a gangbang PATCHGuns, knives, and baseball batsNigga! I come from the days of waaaaaaaaay backAnd I`m still dope like RitalinCause I keep shit stankin like a chitlinYou best to chill with all that yappin you snitch youOh you don`t feel it? But I bet you your bitch do! (heyyy)You at home eatin TV dinnersWhile I roll through the hood wit`cha ho on spinnersIt`s my time to shine, I`m fixin to rock nextAnd then I`m disappearin again like Loch NessWith ten million in cash, and 2 tecs, with a cell phoneWith three young honies with hot sex[Chorus][Hi-C]Oh yeah monkeyheads, I ain`t playinLook who the cat drug in[E-40]E-40!Straight from the bottom of the gutter peeeyimp (gutter peeyimp)But then I rose (then I rose)Now it`s life "bonus golf," pimp I got extra holes/hoesI used to shovel that snow, that powder yo` noseThe first one on my soil my ninja to ride vogues (ride vogues)Now we rhyme and spit verses and rock shows (rock shows)And pimp these broads for they purses mayne when I`m on the road (on the road)I`m a fixture on my block (on my block)Before E-40, my named used to be Hubbarock (Hubbarock)Hubbarock? Yeah bruiser, HubbarockBust a unit open, break it down to hundred popsHundred pops? Yeah bruiser, hundred popsFeed `em to my runners, let my runners get `em off (get `em off)I like to floss and campaign (campaign)With the, top down, smokin champagne (champagne)And go stupid like a fool (like a FOOL)Off Hennessy and Red Bull (Red Bull)Roll somethin, smoke somethinDrank somethin, flow somethin[Chorus][E-40 over Chorus]That`s right, you squares be talkin that talk mayneBut cha`ll can`t walk that walk mayneYou fools is squares, a box of Apple JacksFa-shiggadale, boyyyyyyGet outline in chalk fool, riggadale`ll tell yaWhy? Uhh[Hi-C]Ay DJ Cokie, get us up out this bitch mayne{*scratching*}SHUT UP MONKEYHEAD!