Текст песни Kurupt f El Drex - Kuruption
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(Kurupt & El Drex)Ach, ka-nelk, ka-chica, ka-dickSub Drex (uh yeah, one two)Mmm, haha, yeah we headed up there babySky`s the limit(yeah)Way up in the skyOnce in a lifetimeYou only get one chance, one chance(You like that shit)One chance to dance And then it`s overKurupt:Check it, from catchin buses and cabsPen and pads in the lavSippin genuine drafts and no cashI ain`t the first and I`ll be damned if I`m the lastRoosevelt drive, clay courts from Cliffs to AZEl Drex:Aiyyo wassup how you feel Me I`m chillBut I`m still tryin to make a mill Inside Sharon Hill>From where I stand I see it`s time to expandTo foreign lands for hundreds of grands and white sandsKurupt:You know it`s about that timeNiggaz set and prepare your rhymesStart off and a little after nine, bump n grindSexual, young intellectualWith a whole lot of life to live, just a childEl Drex:It`s 2-5-2-5 little town of shitYou can call a Sharon Hill and a dogg be town shitI wouldn`t break bad if you come from out of townCuz I`m down by law and I`m from Tha Deuce Pound Chorus:Having to survive living in the lifeGot to stay alive living in the lifeHave to surviveLiving in the lifeEl Drex:Yo, so how you want it, you want silence or violencePlus, me and my crew shine like the N on New BalanceThe most talent where girls flyThey hopin champagne gets pop and it don`t stopThese jealous cat cut G`s keroodle with topWe can cruise the city block like yachtsY`all niggaz worse than the copsKurupt:Before I smoke, I tote my first toteA fool or here sneakin young bulls red bullsMe K-I-D, the elite MC>From the hill, got my top chopped by a treeOn the hill, too young to flare oneIt`s all about rhymes and fair onesShow me the mic and bust like a flair gunDon`t shove me or push me, I give sucka punchesNow what`s the dealEl Drex:You sucka cats be wildin and wanna fool nowAnd pull the tool now Why can`t we keep it on the cool nowI make a new route to get my crew out My peeps no doubt And then when school out, it probably when the album`s due outAnd when you see me, the cream from my pocket ooze outForever player and winner and never lose outKurupt (El Drex):Tell me do you remember (Yeah, I remember back when)When Conway Park (Yeah, I remember back then)Sneakin in the firehouse, the fun begins (Next week, instead of then)And I`m be sneakin againSee back in the day, it was all about flowsCoolin out the T-la rock and mic strollI go next door to see my nigga Man BangSneak in the basement, couple sips of Ing BingI feel all right, I could rock all nightNo plots and schemes, just million dollar dreamsMoney like a mothafucka Homie gimme mine`s paidI come stompin like a parade, the escapadePsychotic anolyisis as I consume a whole carton of mushroomsWe clear sight, the day lights like the nightA closet full of Franklin`s, a G`s paradiseA nice 40 ounce of O-E on icePrecise poetical poltergeist on micsEl Drex:Well, it`s the El baby, baby The El baby babyThe one that rocks you so well baby babyMany brains I feed, another thought conceiveYes indeed Drex ya heed will make yo body bleed