Текст песни Jay-Z f Beanie Sigel, Memphis Bleek - The Dynasty Roc La Familia
Jay-Z f Beanie Sigel, Memphis Bleek - The Dynasty Roc La Familia слова песни
[Jay-Z]Uhh, uhh, uhh, let`s goUhh, bounce, uhh, bounceUhh, bounce, uhh..Shit relax your mind, let your conscience be freeYou`re now rollin with them thugs from the R-O-CSigel Sigel in the house[Beanie Sigel]Uh-huh, sick bastardGet your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer[Jay-Z]Uhh, uhh, Memph Bleek in the house[Memphis Bleek]Still here, never leftStill bust, more or less, still puff - beeatch![Jay-Z]Uh, uhh, uh-huh-uh-UHH, uhhYoung Hova in the house.. Jigga! YeahCrist` sipper, six dipper, wrist glitter nigga!.. hold up loveEverytime you see Jigga Man I`m rollin on dubsDon`t forget about them blades shit choppin it upIt`s the motherfuckin Roc bitch, who hotter than us?Jay-Hov, bout to change my name to Jay PesoBut in the meantime, call me William H. thoughOn the platinum Yamaha, got the engine gunninThrowin it up like liquor on an empty stomach{*cycle whizzes by*} Y`all don`t hear nuttin?Who that, Mac?[Beanie Sigel]Nah dawg, that`s M. Bleek comin[Memphis Bleek]Who the FLUCK, want, what?Catch Bleek in South Beach out of the reach of the policeGat on my lap (yeah) bitch on my back (holla)Yak in my pocket, smokin the sticky chocolate (OO-WEE!)Holla if you want drama with[Jay-Z]The Dynasty; Amil, Bleek, Jigga and..[Beanie Sigel]Sigel - Desert Eagle dawg, who else but me?Roc ears, Roc-Wears, bandannas and white teesMe without a gun dawg, unlikelyYou know I keep the heat right under the wifebeat`Three-X-T, I`m Lincoln now, you can`t see the poundGot a little gut so gat sit tucked (fuck)I run wild, gun high, L.A. styleBang the roscoe to the sunrise, plus I stay dumb highWhether block shit or rock shitClub shit or drug shit, I pop shit I got shitGet Sig` any track I`ma spit the talk to itDown South gon` bounce Crips gon` walk to itGet a ounce, get a woods, everybody spark to itEvery dawg, every Blood in the hood, bark to itGet the ounce, get the woods, everybody spark to itWe can smoke in here, put the choke in the air[singer]Don`t change the game for these hoeswho plays the game like we supposed[Jay-Z]Sigel Sigel in the house[Beanie Sigel]Uh-huh, sick bastardGet your wig pushed back by the wig push-backer[singer]Don`t change the game for these hoeswho plays the game like we supposed[Jay-Z]Memph Bleek in the house[Memphis Bleek]Still here, never leftStill bust, more or less, still puff - beeatch![singer]Don`t change the game for these hoeswho plays the game like we supposed[Jay-Z]Young Hova in the house.. Jigga!Crist` sipper, six dipper, wrist glitter nigga!I wear more bling to The Source and Soul Train`s