Текст песни Krayzie Bone - Dummy Man
Krayzie Bone - Dummy Man слова песни
Chorus:They call me the "Dummy Man" (man, man, man)And I`m up early tryina slang my dope (I`m the nigga with the biggest rocks)The fiends...they get awfully mad....(mad, mad, mad)When they go broke on dope and it`s really soap (My nigga you ain`t never lied)Verse 1:Up in the morning....and I feel like I don`t wanna be livin`Better off dead without no bread....have you ever felt that feeling?Unsatisfied, feelin` like you wanna dieWhen you reach into your pocket and can`t even findNot even enough to go purchase a dime (sack of weed)But FUCK THAT! I got "come up" in my bloodCause it`s the "1st of the Month" (nigga what!)The perfect time to come upThe only problem is: I`m broke and ain`t got no dopeBut as I was standin` in my bathroom mirror....I looked at the soapShit...soap look a little like dope (you scandalous nigga!)Then, I chopped-chopped up me some counterfeit amphetaminesBut wait a minute.....Wait a minute now...what if they want to taste it?Think quickly for cash: nigga dash to the kitchen, get the bread bagWrap that bread around some soapNow I got the breadcrumb-dum-dum dopeIt might sound funny, but it ain`t no joke...cause doin this shit could get a nigga smoked, maynBut FUCK IT! Young nigga gotta get them ducketsHit the medicine cabinet for the final touches...Orajel for the numbnessThen I hit the corner with a handful of breadcrumbs...nigga got the dum-dum for yaAnd the pump on approach if you say it ain`t dope, only dealin cause I hate to be soberPeep, "creep on ah come up", I wait for a fiend to roll upAnd walk to the car with my hand on my pistol, he showed me the green, said "Hold up...gotta get my stash"Nigga need a 20...but I got that fadedLovin these yum-yums, glad I made it; I just hope this nigga don`t try to taste it!I dropped him the dummy, he said it was lovelyBut as he pulled off, I pinned that he put the rock up in his mouth(So he gon` come back for his money!)I pinned that he braked...he skid...Put it in reverse and he came back quick...Fiend jumped out and he talkin` all big...This is what happened to this bit....We beat him and finished him off, and he never came `round here no moreCause a nigga ran into yours truly: poor, and a nigga scoredLord forgive me but i can`t remember (the last time I ate)Now I gots to go get me a plate, or a bit, now I`m properOnly spent three dollars and forty-four cents, nigga full, now I gotta get bentNigga still got sixteen dollars and fifty-six cents...HELL YEAH!These dum-dums got a nigga off the hook..they got booked, took, shookLook: got dope but it ain`t dope, so I guess you can call me a "crooked crook"Hey...do you know somebody like me?I don`t think so, cause ain`t nobody I seeDown for the crime like I`m down for mine, and if I gotta, nigga I cheat (cheat)Chorus (x2)So fuck with me, I got the chops mayn (chops mayn)The biggest rocks up on the block mayn (block mayn)Say fuck with me, I got tha chops mayn (the chopper, choppers)The biggest rocks up on the block mayn (block mayn {echo})