Текст песни J-Zone f Celph Titled - Eatadiccup
J-Zone f Celph Titled - Eatadiccup слова песни
Look, up above!It`s a bird, it`s a plane, it`s my balls! (Yeah)J-Zone a-k-a Captain BackslapCelph Titled the motherfuckin` Rubix CupidCome on[J-Zone]Super-nigga J-Zone in the sky with a fur capeEnemy of the state, in `98 I dropped the gold tapeHoes wantin` my presents got nothin` but more laughterBitch, the fact that it`s Christmas is no factorUnknown to famous, my Rolodex got a long list of hoes, like the Chinatown White PagesOnly yellow nigga, always runnin` his mouthEatin` pussy, lookin` like Pac-Man, but don`t fuck with a spouseLadies, I drove `em crazy, `cause I gave `em more headBut pigeons are shittin` on me `cause I threw `em no breadBum bitches beg me not to perform `cause I`m offendin` `em[Sample]Please, don`t do it!I said I`m no gentleman![J-Zone]She left, about to cry too, what, you forgotten?I was raised on 2 Live Crew, my attitude is rottenZone and Celph are guaranteedLike your bitch gainin` 55 pounds after you marry the G[Celph Titled]Yo, me and Zone cake heavily, breakin` cheddar with cheese gratersWith an HK ??? that stretch 3 acresSniper maneuvers, I`m on some heavy metal shitFind me at Lollapalooza with a bazookaAny bitch 14 and up, you know I`m fuckin` thatGet my rocks off, watchin` fat girls do jumpin` jacksI really stay on top of my game when I`m at`Cause I`m fuckin` your wife missionary style on a Twister mat[J-Zone & Celph Titled]MC`s hate usBleach don`t fade usBall on a bunch of ??? hoes don`t date usZone and Celph Titled rippin` over the beatCome to your crib, take a leak, piss all over the seatYou`re 2-bit like Atari, ???, CommodoreYou`re sorry, with a weak show, what the fuck you rhymin` for?[Sample]What sort of nonsense is this?Eat a dick upCock-cocksuckers, cock-cocksuckers[J-Zone]We APR finance careers`Cause we give it to you now, and you`re payin` for the next 3 yearsMy ex called me the Pipe-long Kid`Cause I got a dick size reminiscent of the Whitestone BridgeSissies talk all tough, takin` "Thug-agra" by the caseCelph stomped a hole in your cheek, and everybody call your ass Ma$eAnd on your face you`ll fall flatFor ballin` out your league like Kobe with a baseball bat, ya bitch[J-Zone talking]Oh, shit, yo, CelphWhat are you doing with that cannon, man?Make sure you think twice before you use it[Celph Titled talking]No doubt Zone, I always do[Sample]Once when I load it, and once when I fire it (gunshot)[Celph Titled]Real gangstas don`t say much, we talk with our handsAnd keep a surplus of Ziploc bags and rubberbands???, you see me load the clip in the gun?You`d better kill that crip walk and start doin` a crip runI`m 6`1", 240 pounds, enough to cause fracturesExtort pussies in the game, it`s gonna cost rappersFrom now on, call me Reverend Get-RightI got a thing for female journalists, I like the bitch tightCookin` crack in a rotisserie oven, hickory smokin`In the projects with a bulldozer, picture me rollin`, niggaI went to private school, attended church and said my prayersNow I`m takin` trips to hell, and God, I love it thereSettin` the new fashion trends, who else?You look nice in that body bag, shoot yourselfBlack Sabbath performer, come see me on SundayAnd witness how I`m lightin` up Broadway with my gunplay