Текст песни Masta Ace f Greg Nice - Don`t Understand
Masta Ace f Greg Nice - Don`t Understand слова песни
[Singer]And I don`t understand...why*scratches*Yes, you are now rockin` with the best[Masta Ace]I don`t do White music, I don`t do Black musicI make rap music, for hip hop kidsY`all know what it is when I get biz with thisFlows thats hard enough it could hit your kids with thisThugs walk through Queensbridge with thisItalian cats drive through Bay Ridge with thisPump it in they IROC, your block to my blockI make hits like Chuck KnoblauchBut don`t make no error or get it confusedYou`ll find yourself gettin abused, you fittin` to loseI`mma send this out to everybodyEvery nigga, every chick, every person up in every partyFor all the shorties in the tight denimAnd all the hood rats gettin` jealous startin to start a fight wit` emAnd to the D`s in the black TaurusLoadin` up the lead in the clip put a gat for us (echos) for us[Singer]And I don`t understand...why*scratches*Yes, you are now rockin` with the best[Greg Nice](echos) Oh!When ya pump it in ya BM`s ya pump it like thisWhen ya pump it in ya Range, pump it like thisWhen ya pump it in ya Cadillac, pump it like thisWay out from Brooklyn, pump it like thisTo my people out in Queens, pump it like thisTo my people in the boogie down pump it like thisPeople uptown, pump it like thisPump it like this, yeah, pump it like this[Masta Ace]I get the feelin` that these cats is thinkin`That I might be on the verge of sinkin`Either they weeded or they heavily drinkin`Niggaz know that I`m steadily seekin` to readily weakenThese so-called thug cats with a melody beaconThat the world hear, loud and clear over the airwavesI move up on the charts like stairwaysI bust raps like trailways and greyhoundThis is for them kids that was shot on the playgroundYo, don`t know why the streets is so evilTo this ghetto shit there`s no equal, them yo peopleI love rap no matter how much I say I hate itSome support it, some cats player hate itBut understand that I`m very thoroughAnd I`m not gon` stop `til my name is heard in every burroughEvery burroughEvery burrough[Singer]And I don`t understand...why[Greg Nice]Oh! Oh! Take that turn it up now!*Scratches*Yes, you are now rockin` with the best[Greg Nice]To my people out in Cali, pump it like thisTo my people down in Boston, pump it like thisMy people out in D.C. pump it like thisMy people down in Atlanta pump it like thisTo my people down in Philly, pump it like thisTo my people out in Texas, pump it like thisTo my people out in Queens, pump it like this, heyPump it like this, pump it like this[Masta Ace]Theres a lot of love lost when you start being the bossAnd ya name start to be in The Source and UGNRCats just start teein` off and takin` shotsSee you makin` knots now they waitin` in vacant lotsYo, I just want to write the newest sneakerOr own a beeper, and hear my song come out the speakerI never knew there`d be so much dramaI`mma send this out to all my niggaz and all my niggaz babies mamasOn the block with the newest proddaGettin` alotta, chips like Erica StradaUh, whats up miss, put me on your listSo when ya pump it in ya BimmaYa pump it like thisLike thisLike this[Greg Nice]What? What? What? What?Turn it up now, stop playin`Turn it up now, stop playin`Turn it up now now, turn it up now nowTurn it up now now, stop playin`[Singer]And I don`t understand...why*scratches*Yes, you are now rockin` with the best[Greg Nice]If ya sittin` on ya 20`s, pump it like thisIf ya gettin` cash money, pump it like thisIf ya way out in Brooklyn, pump it like thisIf ya chillin` in the club, pump it like thisIf ya chillin` in ya mansion, pump it like thisIf ya puffin` on trees, pump it like thisIf ya sippin` on sizerp, pump it like thisWhat? Pump it like what? Hey pump it like what, likeMakes no sense just standin` aroundPump yo fist, jump up and downMakes no sense just standin` aroundPump yo fist, jump up and downMashed...by the sounds...of the M...to the A y`all[Singer]And I don`t understand...why*Scratches*Yes, you are now rockin` with the best[Greg Nice]Stop playin`, blow it up now, it`s ya birthday... (fades out)