Текст песни McGruff - Destined to Be
McGruff - Destined to Be слова песни
[McGruff]Herb McGruff, gats in the beat, the richest black man on EarthWho gon stop me? Fish scale for papiSpots all over, from New York to UtahSalt Lake City, stay jiggy, cranberry eight fittyTented wit BB`s, stash box got three keysPuffin trees, lock on my knees for car jackin thievesI`m gettin Lucci, Versace, Cucci, GucciBe loungin like Luke be, wit wall to wall coochieUh, Gruffie, know your biggest dream is to fuck meThis willie sip the bubbly, homicide`s be uglyFor the record, I`m connected across the bordersMeetin Bermuda blue waters on the celly givin ordersCream functionin, 52 states, I`m bumpin inHumpin in, operation, flowin and pumpin inBig willie, Crystal, isle`s and PhilliesDon`t act retarded, I`m guarded by nine millies[Chorus 2X: samples from Mobb Deep`s "Eye For A Eye"]"Life is a gamble, we scramble for moneyI might crack a smile but ain`t a damn thing funny" -- Prodigy"My theme is all about making the greenLivin up in luxury, pushin phat whips and livin comfortably" -- Havoc[McGruff]I rest my ebony grill up in Beverly HillsSmokin Phills, listenin to Stephanie MillsLifestyles of the rich and famous, all on anusI`m in the spotlight, who don`t know what my name isLife dangerous, police always puttin me through changesBut in my spare time, I be at the golf rangersGruff, blowin up wit Mr. Big StuffThe hamster, soul on soul, we on a rollExplodin, platinum hits, cop catchin fitsGot this rap shit lock like pitchNiggas call it quitsFor `96 and forever, I`mma get the cheddarI keep it by the lever, sport my minks in cold weatherI`m well known, rockin icy jewel stonesThey be shinin, like stars from the Twilight ZoneYou know my major, 1-800 Sky Pager flavorColombian connection, Don P., honey sexin[Chorus 2X][McGruff]Now who be that? Hundred dollar bills crispyVersace suit, slightly out the blaze, handkerchief beGator Morty slidin through the party mad pissyChampagne cooler filled wit Mo`, Don, and CrystyEyes low from the Dutch and hydroWhen bubbly get low, what the fuck we rhyme onI`m univer-sal, gals love Herb`s styleEvery now and then, mix my herb wit ticalI run wit real niggas, who live life foulMy clan`s off the hook, y`all soft and shookNow look, we never talk, lives get tookStraight up crook, Gruff could never live by the book[Chorus 2X]