Текст песни JT Money f Bustdown* - Pussy Ass Kid and Hoe Ass Play (Payback
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* credited to Luke, as it appeared on his album of the aforementioned titleIntro: LukeYo, it`s a fucked-up thing! I gotta bring Kid N` Play on this motherfuckin`album here, two pussy punk-ass niggas - yo, check this out, what I`ma do is I`ma go get last year`s rookie of the year, JT Money of Poison Clan, this year`s rookie of the year, Bustdown - yo, Bustdown, kick some of that West Bank shit on these fuck niggas!!Verse 1: BustdownWell, I`m first up as a rhyme conveyorLuke Records in the house for the payback, playerKid N` Play can suck a dick! Get me a mic and a 40 And let a real nigga wreck shitTo me you`re walking on a tightrope. Instead of tryin` To be real, you`re steady sweatin` them white folksKeep runnin` your big mouth, but if you come to my hood, You`ll get your asshole whipped out!Then I`ma play you to the back seat`Cause I`m runnin` more game than a track meet athleteAs if you didn`t know, huh, you`re dealing With a West Bank dicksman, hoeBut anyway, I got a rhyme to deliverGet your draws out your ass, quit frontin`, my nigga`Cause if you don`t, well you`ll keep gettin dissed onAnd if I see you at a show and you`re slippin`, you`re gettin` pissed on!Chorus (4x): [What about Kid N` Play?][Wick-wick-wack!]Verse 2: JT MoneyNow for starters, with Kids I don`t Play`Cause y`all some fuck-ass, punk-ass, coochie niggas anywayJT i the house, niggas, check itTryin` to diss my nigga Luke to sell your wack record?Let me talk about the Kid. I remember Some ol` coochie-nigga shit you didWhen we was up in New YorkYou was followin` Luke, talkin` `bout, "We gotta talk!"On that man`s dick, got your ass wideOpen and you`re talkin` that bullshitBoth movies, I boo `em, `cause you had hoes, But you wasn`t stickin` pipe to `emThought they was fantastic. But through the Whole fuckin` movie, Kid was gettin` his ass kickedAnd `bout that other nigga Play - He needs to Get dissed `cause he`s a punk nigga anywayBe `round here kissin` hoes, while I`m dissin` hoesAnd stabbin `em with fishin` polesYou need to try to lay pipe in `em Oh, I forgot - punks don`t like womenNow you`re tryin` to diss somebodyAt Jack the Rapper, you was hangin` `round Luke`s partiesNow you`re outta gas, with two motherfuckin` Punk-haters on yo` ass, JT and BustdownNow let`s see you hoe niggas get tough nowGet the rubbers out your ass, dick-suckers!...and fuck them pussy motherfuckers.ChorusVerse 3: BustdownNow let me put my boy Kid in his placeWith them wick-wack rhymes soundin` like Rob Base!`Cause if I have to come tag that ass,I`ma max, wax, tax and drag that ass!I get sharp like a ice pickI`m on a hype tip, holdin` mic tight as a vice gripYou couldn`t deal with the conceptI`m collected and calm, but on the mike I`m a bomb threatSo motherfuckers get realI got a heart like gold and a dick like steelYou wanna diss, punk? Please!You got a flat top thicker than commodity cheese!Luke left it up to me and JTTo take it from the bottom to the T-O-PI seen your second House Party; it figures:Two House Parties for two house-ass niggas!Outro: LukeTwo house motherfuckin` niggas. Do y`all niggas know what a house nigga is? A house nigga is a nigga who work in the house. Who cleans the master`s ass, who cleans behind the master, who wash the master`s ass. Y`all house niggas. I`ma feel niggas, we feel niggas here in Miami. That`s why y`all niggas can`t understand us, y`all fuck-niggas talkin` too much shit, y`all niggas better watch what you sayin` `cause y`all fuck-niggas, y`all don`t know, y`all get fucked up here. Yo, check this out - Miami is closed to y`all niggas. Y`all barred. Y`all can`t come here no more, fuck-niggas. Y`all can`t sell no more records here. And if all real niggas in the world is real like us, y`all don`t buy them fuck-niggas` shit no more. `Cause they ain`t shit. Pussy punk-ass niggas.