Текст песни Hi-C - Jack Move, слова песни Hi-C

Текст песни Hi-C - Jack Move

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- I need a warrant check on 2 suspects wearingblack Dickeys and dirty white t-shirts- I have one black and one MexicanThey have five outstanding warrantsArmed and considered skanless- I`ll run `em in for questoning"Damn Mr. Officer, you know who you`re fucking with?"[ VERSE 1: Hi-C ]Threw on a beanie, `bout 12:37With thoughts on my mind of a 211Threw on my fresh socks and my stomping bootsA brand new pair of brownies and my khaki suitSo I said to myself it`s time to go jackI grabbed a couple clips, loaded up the gatI ran out the house, jumped in the CutlassTired of bein broke, damn, fuck thisHopped on the freeway lookin for the areaShowin no mercy and I`m not gonna spare yaSearchin like a eagle but I ain`t found shitBut just as the moment I was about to quitOut jumps this Mustang doin `bout 50Driver bumpin sounds, he`s rollin real swiftlyNow when I seen him I punched the gasBut I couldn`t catch his ass cause he goin too fastBut hell yeah, I`ma get him tonightI never wouldn`ta caught him but thanks to the red lightI`m in the left lane and he`s on the rightHey homeboy, you better check your taillightsMan, them muthafuckas don`t workHe pulled over to the side like a stupid-ass jerkHe hopped out his car and walked to the backThen I drew down with my gat, I said, "Punk, this a jackEmpty your pockets and drop your keys"His girl screamed out, "Don`t take his car, please"I said, "Bitch, get your ass outYou know what I`m about, I`ll knock your ass out"Grabbed her ass by the hair and drug her out the windowPushed out the car while I fired up the IndoSo watch out, fool, don`t let me catch ya slippinI`ll be another car that I`ll just be strippinMe, Hi-C is one mean compadreTu no me gustas, chinga tu madre"I shot""Shoot me, motherfucker""Too""Dumb muthafucka""Whether red or blue, cuz or blood, it just don`t matter""You"Suckers""Hey homes""Compton"[ VERSE 2: Hi-C ]Rollin them Daytons, yeah, profilinTurned on Rosecrans, the suckers got to smilinThey got to wavin, so I said fuck itI ain`t wavin back, they jumped in they bucketLookin in my mirror it`s niggaz all on my assSo I said to my girl I`ma have to blastSo I bust a turn on [Name] StreetThen I pulled a muthaufckin .357 out the seatThem niggaz jumped out 12-guage ( ? )Give me the keys to your shit, or get shot in the rumpMy girl got out first, they said (Ooh, look at that)Not knowin my bitch had the big, big gatI got out and just threw `em the keysThen my girl said (Don`t take his car, please)Looked at my girl and gave her the signThe girl whipped out the gat and she blast three times( *gunshot* ) 1 nigga laid deadThe other cocked back the gauge and shot her in the leg"Don`t shoot my girl," I begged and beggedBut my girl shot again and blew his brains out his headSo watch out, fool, don`t let me catch ya slippinI`ll be another car that I`ll just be strippinMe, Hi-C is one mean compadreTu no me gustas, chinga tu madre- Pull over the vehicle- Aw baby, they tryina stop us and shit, baby- Pull over the vehicle- I ain`t stoppin for they...Fuck it, I`ma stop- Alright, alrightWhat are you up to over here?- Hey man, I`m on the way to the hospital, man- Did you realize this is a 35, man?- Man, don`t you see my girl`s shot, muthafucka?- Man, where`s your license?- Man, fuck...- Where`s your registration?Get out of the car, man- Man, fuck you[ VERSE 3: Hi-C ]Nigga rollin through my hood with some big fat chainsDidn`t know who he was, he musta lost his brainHe`s ready to get beat and stomped onA kid from Oakland tryina roll through Compton?There`s a bitch on the block named SueA hoe in the hood everybody been throughI didn`t have to guess cause I already knewThat that`s the fuckin house that he`s gonna stop toHe was rollin a clean-ass LacOn Daytons and 20s, a bumper kit in the backI said damn, now who in the fuck is that?He had diamonds on his hands and his chains was fatHe went in Sue house, I don`t know what they was doinBut me knowiin Sue they was probably screwinNow this nigga musta been on crackSo I rushed into my house, broke out the bumper jackStripped his shit and left it sittin on bricksFool-ass fag was in a hell of a fixHe was ready to leave the houseSo I crept up to the door when I heard his big mouthHe kissed Sue and said good nightI threw my left hands on the chains, I bombed with the rightYou know Sue, the stupid ass bitchThe hoe in the hood done turned into a snitchPolice pulled me over, I said what the fuck I do?"I`m Crawf, officer, it wasn`t me"Shut up, nigger, don`t they call you Hi-C?"They turned they back, then I broke down the streetI almost got away till a K9 creepedBut it caught me and almost chewed my ass to deathI was almost dead, I had one thing leftGrabbed a 40 bottle, bust the dog in the headPolice stopped, check to see if he was deadBut by that time I was down the streetSayin, "Ha, you silly muthafuckas can`t catch me"So watch out, fool, don`t let me catch ya slippinI`ll be another car that I`ll just be strippinMe, Hi-C is one mean compadreTu no me gustas, chinga tu madreYeahStraight for the nine-o, foolHi-C and Tony-A straight jackin muthafuckasSo make sure your windows are rolled up and your door are lockedCause that`s the only way your ass won`t get gotAnd I don`t give a fuck about y`all packinBecause I`m down, Skanless is fuckin jackin

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