Текст песни King Just f Mega Don, Profes, Star - Leave Now
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[Intro: King Just]FalalalalaYo, this is how we do this shit[Chorus 2X: All]Niggas better move, niggas better get backNiggas better move, don`t fake no jacks (Leave Now!)[King Just]I come like a river, I`ll make ya shake ya zipperThe liver, here comes the nigga that`ll dick yaRaw, hardcore, sounds that poundStop, look, what`s that sound?Come on now, you`ve got to swing with the KingCuz the things I bring`ll cause more ruckus than Rodney KingRiots, gimme ya head and I`mma fry itTry it, I just might be the nicest you ever saw or seenCats are jammin like Mitch Green, more albums than Al GreenA fiend for rap, puttin this shit on backFor my niggas who put me on the map (Like that, like that)Back, flash his ring around the axisFeel my mark upon ya chest when it slashesSlow like molasses, Black Fist is massiveAnd I rock rhymes from here to Shaolin to Dallas[Mega Don]Boom, the bomb, the Mega Don dropsWhat the Blood Clots? Two-Six fuckin shotsStand clear for the warfareOr surrender, throw the white flags in the airYea, the Mega Don`s repossessin shitAnd I`ll represent, kid these misfits are militantSince, life`s a bitch, I`mma use herOne life to lose her, the Mega Don`s a death abuserLike a butt, niggas better spit at youI`m sick, with what I`m dealin with, Shaolin be rippin shitOn the wreck, Mega Don, Knotty Dread BrothersWe actin live, but this way, all that`s deadSo act like you know, blackIt`s the Mega Don, check the statNinety-four, fakin no jacks[Chorus 2X][Profes]Check it out, it`s the mutt who rules like King Tut`You rappers suck, it`s another Black Fist uppercutAll I wish for is blunts and stuntsYou get played like a dunce, I get props makin muttsMisfits, a bunch of hoods with Knapps, hairs twistedSteppin to my crew, you wouldn`t wanna risk itJust listen, I`mma school that ass like the Board of EdA skin head, with chicken-heads jumpin on my dick headNuff said, eyes is mad red, mouth full of smokeBlow it out thru my nose, then take another toteI hope, that I could live large like Boss HoggThe cat`s out the bag, fuck it, let loose the dogsI`m walkin niggas like a pit, it`s the ProfesBe on my face, hard like an erect dick[Star]I damage an amateur, clean up styles like janitorsVan Clans are canned, they can`t understand my slammin staminaI master trash in blastin, ass-rappinThis gat-clappin black, attacks the wack actinApproachers, choke from the smoke of snub nosesAnd die, high off highly potent doses of dopenessI posted, roast up these jokers, it`s overQuit, I`m rippin off your shit like strip pokerEach one, teach one son, but you was taught wrongI swarm, rip four pawns, you`re torn, sick thoughts formBut if I ever want z`s chief, I just repeatNo wack styles, count sheep, and go to sleepBlack Fist, the Shaolin Click, declares warSo move, move muthafucka, what you waitin for?[Chorus 4X][Outro]Fuck that, blood clot!(Easy, easy, selecta, Black Fist is ours, celestialAny man want some must get after dem)Big shout out, all rightBig shout out to all my man lock downShitty Brown (My man Will)Ah.. Two-Six Mob, my linersAh.. MZA (L.K.) Ah.. GP WuAh.. Barry`, ah.. Meth-TicalBoogie, ah.. K.C., yes.. uh..Meth-Tical! Haha(Chris) Two-Two`sAll right, all right, Little MZAUh.. Shaggy, Shaggy, Shaggy.. *fades*