Текст песни Naughty by Nature f Castro, Mag - Work
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* also appears on the _Butter_ Soundtrack and Mag`s "Hustlaz Heaven" [Mag] (Castro) "Car Wash sample""Hey!"Butter."One of us! Right away!""Work"Uh, where all my hustlers?(Where them thugs at?)All my ballers.What, let`s do it like this. (Get up!)Uh, what.(Indiana, Indiana!)"Work"Mag in this muth yo.Killa Castro from Queens, trigga Treach.(New Jeru, Dirty Jerz.) [Mag]Well can you get it like I get it, I got to get my bloodKnown for slangin yayo and part the lick with my thugsFuck you, fuck your crew fool and all that shitBitch, it`s a new nigga on the premesis"Work"Ah, puttin it down like I knows toWhat, splittin these hata`s wigs like I`m supposed toWhenever you, wanna act the fool, and come and testGet that ak slug through your vestForget your dog, get buckedWind up and see you with all the garbage stuckNow you in the depths of Hell, feel like damn it ain`t my lucky dayNever shoulda looked my way, motherfuckerDon`t trust your bitch ass fool as far as I can thrust yaDon`t make no sudden moves fool and I won`t have to bust yaTrigga Treach he got his pistol do We puttin in work from here to Russia foolSo what the fuck y`all here to do"Work"Huh, and it`s on like thatMotherfucker and it`s on like that"I puts in work"And it`s on like thatYo dog I hope you cleaned your strap"Uh huh, cuz I puts in work" [Castro]Fatal how the hood`ll hate you, caught up in dramaColors and ganja like black autototes for armorMillies and macks never the same pocketKept his phillies and crack how the streets rock itSwitch em, b cases like he fathered the systemOrganized block cinemas away from the prisonWith souls, lost rows and so onFall victim to the streets and so much can go wrongRebels meet crumble and majesties for salariesOut of towners and goose downers introduce poundersA lay loot for power evil roots shoot through cowardsLettin other niggas just regulate they hoursCoke or chronic, philly roll millie by his scrotumBarrel x to g packsNever got along with cops, like it was Brett Favre and D backsIt`s how rap cats believe that"Just puttin in work"And it`s on like thatCastro, you know it`s on like that"Huh huh huh huuuh work"And it`s on like thatYeah y`all we gettin it on like that"Puttin it in y`all, puttin it in y`all" [Treach]Check it, I get deep voice like BarryAll you keep, naw you keepForgot I got permit to carryAll you sleepLook at me, his face I`ll buryI look at you and say that`s what happens when cousins marry"Work"Hate that funk shit, don`t show upTore up from the floor upMy gat`s so fat it needs to loose weight like hold upOn the run huh, it might be bailin in a BroncoI be layin low from RockoIn a condo outside of TorontoHow I feel about y`all poppin shitLike a constipated port a lot of noise but you ain`t droppin shitThis is me here, it ain`t no other manAlways into somebody`s business like you was (?)"Work"Nigga I puts in like ten menKick up more dust than dirtDrinkin more gin than VinWell see no El Nino or ghetto tsunamiCouldn`t drop up on me so we got to fuck over Tommy"I puts in work"I puts in work, and it`s on like thatMotherfucker with them snakes and ratsI puts in work"Work"And it`s on like thatHope you motherfuckers watch your backCuz I puts in work"Work""New Jerus y`all Dirty Jerz y`all""Work""Ah ow, Indiana comin on through""Work""Oh, what it mean y`all comin from Queens""Work""Hey, put it down for my town"