Текст песни Mathematics f Angela Neal, Wu-Tang Clan - Thank U (Da DJ`s Version) *
Mathematics f Angela Neal, Wu-Tang Clan - Thank U (Da DJ`s Version) * слова песни
* this is actually a remix of "HandClap" which is a bonus track on "The W"[Intro: Raekwon (Angela Neal)]We gon` what? *beat kicks in*Cl-ap, cl-ap niggaAnd snap uh, that`s a part of the gameThat`s the part of the game nigga that you never understoodAnd a problem to fuckin` stand youYou know who`s around this niggaBest to respect, I see who you are[Hook: Angela Neal]I wanna thank, I wanna thank you Mr. DJ, Mr. DJRaekwon and Ghostface, U-God and Method ManOn a Mathematics beat, Mathematics drop the beat[Ghostface Killah w/ Angela Neal ad-libs]Porceline floors with a dog named GingerBottle cap niggaz that rhyme, we the winnersThen slide thru your hood in hoodsMe, Cliff, Patrick, Gary Grice and my man C. WoodsHoldin up gorilla, two niggaz got a hold that shitOne shot and ya mans on itThe little kids watch `em down the blockJury box, murder hop, six stash botch, fit hit the ran spotsSpit at the statue with cash and throw dough at itFuck bitches raw, why? cuz I`m a pro at itBig birds danglin, cameras snatch, flash and pop from every angle and2000 Mark Damian[Chorus: Ghostface Killah (U-God) w/ Angela Neal ad-libs]Listen to the (clap)Real niggaz (clap)Rich niggaz (clap)My bitches (clap)If you love pussy then y`all niggaz (clap)If you love to get ate, then y`all ladies (clap)If you real fucked up, then ya`ll niggaz (clap)If you bare witness to Allah y`all (clap)Aiyo you see me on the big screen y`all niggaz clap(Jeans with a gangster lean, y`all clap)Brim hats, sloppy automatics that clap(Big shit, thunder) Get around that[Hook: Angela Neal]I wanna thank, I wanna Thank U, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJWu-Tang and Ghostface, Wu-Tang and Method ManOn a Mathematics beatMy hands are clappin my body`s movinMy body`s movin from side to sideThe beat is so funky, funkyWu-Tang and Tony Starks, Johnny BlazeMathematics on it, so rock it all night long[Method Man w/ Angela Neal ad-libs]Clap ya hands now, people clap ya handsI drink till I`m drunk, smoke skunk with my stinkin ass, smell the funkEekin out the pours, cum stain, shitty drawersPissin down ya elevators shaft, no class, writin graf` on ya wallsIt be us, fuck ya law, niggaz my cause is "because"No yin to my yang, it`s a black thingUsed to be in chains, now we snatch chainsTook the crack game applied it to the rap game, y`allPop quiz, now, what artist hits the hardest?Ya down with the syndrome: retartedI think it was them swordsmen, place them chess pieces on the boards andTake it to square, this ain`t no Yacub affairOr a New World Disorder, got us, fuckin the coal miner daughterThat y`all, but not us[Chorus][Hook: Angela Neal]I wanna thank, I wanna Thank U, Mr. DJ, Mr. DJWu-Tang and Ghostface, Wu-Tang and Method ManOn a Mathematics beatMy hands are clappin my body`s movinMy body`s movin from side to sideThe beat is so funky, funkyWu-Tang and Tony Starks, Johnny BlazeMathematics on it, so rock it all night long[Angela Neal (Method Man)]Rock it all night longCheck out Ghostface, check out Method ManMathematics beat, Mathematics beatCheck out Angie, that`s me, on the vocalsAll night, all night longHandClap (clap ya hands now) come on come onHandClap (clap ya hands now) come on come on(Clap, clap, clap ya hands now)