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Текст песни Naughty By Nature f Freddie Foxxx - Hot Potato

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[ Freddie Foxxx ]Mic check 1-2, strap it up, load the beat, cock the micAnd your rhyme better be fat, or you might have to fightYeah, there`s no escape from the terrordomeYou know I`m nice when I`m bustin fat rhymes on the metronomeMC`s never pass the mic to the Foxxx, causeOnce I bust a fat rhyme, you be a has-wasI beat you down on stage and when the battle`s overYou`ll be leaving your show in a hearse NovaI`m flippin the x`s three times and I`m back againSee, on my way down stage they had me strapped inBut once I hit New York and they losened the chainsI went and bought me a Tec, now I`m wild, insaneI`m on a hunt for a rapper who wanna turn singerI got my beat-em-down bat and a itchy fingerSo if you`re nice with the mic and you wanna flipI`m the rap bounty hunter and it`s time to get yo ass whippedYeah, I`m comin from the streets, popAnd please fight back, so you can get droppedIt`s time to see who`s nice and who can really rapI smack the taste out your mouth, you wanna be a mackI`m not tryin to shake the water and wake the gatorBut I`ma pass the mic like a hot potato1 potato, 2 potato, 3 potato, 4(1 - 2 - 3- 4)[ Treach ]You fly high...I heard your tape, then flipped the next side lookin for the def sideYou couldn`t be alright if I erased your left sideWho`s wet dried when Treach tried, next diedI`m gonna slide your wet wide, so step sideAny dull raps get the skull caps pulled back full breezeBlastin your ass back at full speedHoes in flow, you know, bimboAnd won`t stop prayin and playin until I`m layin up in fo`Nowhere to run, nowhere to goI got a solid hip below the belt to make your nuts not growHere`s to all crews that been wackI got a thinkin cap with raps I attached with a chin strapFlash past your girl who`s def in the fleshYes, you can`t believe that she said "Treach"The wicked-a-wicked-a-wully-bullyBad and fully and surely badReady and willy gettin ???? gladDissed in hell and fell in fireI attack your back, force you to retire with a wet wireGive you the whip appeal like TobyListen, oldie but goldieTake the dough from all who owe me1 potato, 2 potato, 3 potato, 4(1 - 2 - 3- 4)[ Freddie Foxxx ]If a rapper disrespect me I smack him in his mouthI tow him in a yoke, grab him by his throat - boom! then I knock him outI keep heat and keep the clips in my sockWhen my glock get hot you punk niggas better leave the blockYeah, Freddie Foxxx on a rampageEvery time I touch the mic the police is standin front stageCause I been labelled as a troublemakerI send my baddest girl to your house to play the heart breakerShe`ll lay you down and put hickeys on your chestThen turn around and blast you with a .33 shot TecYou couldn`t rap, you was wack from the get-goSo you got bumped off by my head hoeCalled by the Militant Mack, my mentality is jailLong as I`m strapped I can`t failCheck this, I take the bass and I bust you in the eye with itA piece of steel with a screen on top, I`m gettin fly with itI`m bringin suckers to the street againCause them same broke-ass niggas ridin on my meat againMr. Microphone flipped the beat againSuckers got caught with the rhyme, felt the heat againI`m breakin it down, lettin you know I`m never lettin goI beat your brother down, punk, just to let you knowThis is hip-hop, gee, not `hit pop`You mess around with the beats, get your boots knockedI`ma slide, I`m in her when I see you suckers laterAs I pass the mic like a hot potato1 potato, 2 potato, 3 potato, 4(1 - 2 - 3- 4)[ Treach ]Shrimps attempt to get pimped when playin pimp, whySleepin with a limp eyePass the hot potato, Treach done ???? chop to french friesMad as a murder vet, man, it`ll hurt a setWell, to hell with you and your fat-o with the gurtle neckSo ol` golddigger, dig some dirt, there you have itWant ring or a marriage, go get the carrot from a rabbitBefore I stab him for his lucky footHit him with a puffy hook, hit the hare, now look how lucky looksI`m not a chip on your shoulder, I`m a boulder on a pathLeft a gash, you catch a headache in your assClass I`m disrespectin, I won`t see you trippin, clownShh - when I do, you be trippin, slippin and fallin downAll`s left to call copsWhen I smack you with a leather wig and make you suckers suede bald spotsChip-chop, flip the hip-hop, I chuckleYou couldn`t knock boots with a muthafuckin knuckleIt`s on, what`s more, talk and get a boo-boo from your jawIt`s easy as 1-2-3-41 potato, 2 potato, 3 potato, 4(1 - 2 - 3- 4)[ Treach ]That`s what I`m talkin `boutWord up4 potatos4 versesSome hard rough stuff for all those hungry MC`s out there, youknowmsayin?[ Freddie Foxxx ]Yeah babyNothin commercial about thisThe Militant Mack in the houseAnd I got a right hand for all that try to stand in my face and frontBelieve thatAnd I`m comin straight from the streetsWord up

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