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Текст песни Jay-Z f Geda K, Memphis Bleek - Chill b/w Calling My Name 12"

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* send corrections to the typist[Jay-Z talking]Uh huh(scratching) "chi chi chi chilly chill"This gangsta gangsta uhUh huhThis gangsta gangsta shit"chi chi chilly chill"[CHORUS: Jay-Z]I`m from murder murder MarcyvilleMy nigga you heard we clap you we certainly willSouth Philly mothrfuckers kill at willBet the mack milly make you niggas "chilly chill"Murder murder MarcyvilleMy nigga you heard we clap you we certainly willSouth Philly motherfuckers kill at willBet the mack milly make you niggas "chilly chill"[Jay-Z]Check the four corners of the earth I`m a man of respectMarcy projects motherfucker I`m demanding respectThe niggas done fucked up and they called in the cleanersJayo you`re not a felon you`re a misdemeanorDon`t let the Nina hit you and split your beam upFuck the punks with you we hit your team up (buck buck)Y`all niggas hurtin` That publicity stunt is not workin`You made a bad situation worsenY`all wanna see me out this game like RiderYou fuckers better stop that ?we came from a game widerHow the fuck you gone try us?You can`t deny usOf a dollar it`s the Roc bitch holla!Beef ain`t nothing to a boss niggaYou crossed the lineThe orders go out to kick in your doorsWavin` the 4 4 All I heard was Jigga I don`t want it no more [CHORUS][Bleek]Yo you heard a nigga fronted on Bleek word?Nigga, never fronted on Bleek wordIf it`s written I wrote itYou spit it I spoke itSo...Never forget Bleek totin`I`m from murder murder MarcyvilleIf y`all look in the mirror do y`all see real?We see through your visadY`all soft like Q-tip cottonY`all dudes ain`t hardly realThe boss spit off M-po`s certainly willIf I smack this kid you`ll probably squealSo open the hydro we firing stillWe clear out the building like a fire drill andMoney too long for y`all to foldYou know to catch a case to me is like a common coldSo get your guns out you ain`t ready for warYou know the R-O-C too strong for y`allMotherfucker[CHORUS][Geda K]Yo, I`m in a zoneYou niggas done disturbed the peaceI try to relaxStill got word off the streetHear you frail bastards tryin` to get your name backYou ain`t achieve shit since you got your name in rapWe can`t be misjudged you hear the flows and the lyrics andThe fifth slugs`ll tear holes in your spirit and It`s like rap turned y`all to kill and hustleKnowin` y`all gone snitch if I hop one touch youTalk that gangsta slang be a gangsta slainThese N-Y-M-P gangstas bangHow you talk real but need your click to live?All I need is the fifth and two clips to giveGeda keep the unsane ratchet For y`all who swear y`all can dodge the rain put on your rain jacketsIt`s the game y`all ain`t fit for drams with usAnd we pop the big guns that tear through armored trucks[CHORUS]

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