Текст песни Lady Luck f Redman - Come And Get It
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[Lady Luck]Yo!Yo, yo, yo, come onYo, yo, yo, come onYo, yo, yo, yo![Verse 1: Lady Luck]Yo, yo, yoYou could get rugged, rough, hard like luckBring your best rhymes and you niggas still suckI`m slumped in a truck, with the pump tuckedCome to bend some dough? Never give em loveYour money like old men, can`t get it upI`m spittin up, sick of stuff, middle fingers upLuck, never give y`all respectLike no hot card check pounds with the left (What up, my)If you get offended, I`m talkin to youCome get it, and there`ll be a coffin for youYou done did it, you messin with Luck, you pressin your luckGot locked in jewels and I ain`t givin em up[Chorus: Redman](Come get it) Y`all niggas wanna fuck wit Jers`(Come get it) Tha Bricks don`t fuck wit her(Come get it) I represent Jers` till I dieSmoke on the la la la, la, la, la[Lady Luck] (Redman)(Come get it) Y`all niggas don`t want it wit Jers`(Come get it) Luck don`t come wit hers(Come get It) I represent Jers` till I diesmoke on the la la la, la, la, la[Verse 2: Redman]Yo, yo yo, Funk DocSmack y`all niggas, jack y`all niggasHave ya thug as thug come get it back for y`all niggasLaugh at y`all niggas, throw caps at y`all niggasStick NBA for the basketball figgasGigolow, live with two hoes, John RitterArm litter (bling!), microphone tormenterI`m hungry as FUCK and I came to eatIf you came to shoot Doc, can you aim at least?Bricks, sucker MCs that stay hookin upYou bougie hoes like, That`s What I`m Looking ForDo, your moms think I`m a hell of a guyPussy, you don`t get it like American PieI scar deep wounds, bubble teaspoonsPowder is the ?, yeah, bottle is the mindWhen I spit, y`all become fiends to meCrack costs MONEY, but the fee is free[Chorus][Lady Luck](Redman)(Aiyyo, lowDo you really know what pressure is?)Nigga I apply itThe one scannin TVs in the Rodney King riotGuns, all solids; whips, no milageAt the bar, three iced teas, Long IslandI stay stylin`, boo stay fair with weedIn the V lane, 3 switchin` up with speedI`ma be obnoxious until I can`t, breatheAnd until, then, y`all can`t, winLuck`s 12 on a scale from 1 to 10And blew a spiral hydro and lots of ginNigga back up! Damn, I need oxygenSurrounded by lots of men that`ll rock ya chinAnd pop ya lids, handle like IversonThe Mulberry, flows extraordinaryHow `bout the go Chevy a hole in the 4 steadyBeen wantin` war let me know when y`alls ready[Chorus]