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Текст песни O.C. f Bumpy Knuckles (Freddie Foxxx) - Win the G

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*chorus*[BK] Yo O.C., are you ready to win the G?[OC] The Gusto is comin home with me Yo Bumpy Knucks, are you ready to win the G?[BK] The Gusto is comin home with me Yo O.C., are you ready to win the G?[OC] The Gusto is comin home with me Yo Bumpy Knucks, are you ready to win the G?[BK] The Gusto is comin home with me[both] Comin home with me (comin home with me) comin home with me Rrrrahhhh!Verse One: Bumpy KnucklesWho got the hardest, MC style, ever created?Who got celebrity, status, and is still underrated?Who got them two glock nines that be black and nickel plated?And I`ll blow a nigga`s chest out, to keep me motivatedMy periphreal, sees MC`s, that ain`t nice with theseSo all my new rivalries`ll be, MC robberiesI got these niggaz shook like, Shake-N-Bake, cook likeI knock your punk ass out, wake you up, and I show youwhat I look like, who`s that MC, that thinks that he can fuck withF-R-E-D-D-I-E, excuse me, Bumpy KnucksI don`t give a fuck, if it`s friend or foeThis shit is my job to let you niggaz know so don`t take it personalWhen I stick this verse in you, I don`t know what you gon` doEven if you get your crew I`ll walk through the stagelike it`s Hoe Stroll Avenue, tappin on them pocketsPuttin tabs on your revenue, now dig thisIt`s mad niggaz that be thinkin they nice with they flowIt`s mad niggaz that be frontin like they holdin some doughIt`s mad niggaz that`ll challenge me and after the showThey Don`t Wanna Be Players no mo`, like JoeNiggaz try and come at me, with contemporary gangstafusion I`m smashin with the simple shit I`m usinBashin and bruisin, who`s in charge, BUMPYStep up in my face I leave your forehead LUMPY *chorus*Verse Two: O.C.I bring the pain like a slice to your vein, fuck your fameplatinum and gold plate, don`t hold no weightI be that, prophetic soul drainer, ain`t a motherfuckerin his right mind steppin in my cipher tryin to take mineFrom West coast to East I`m full-fledgedBust the science, niggaz better know the ledgeO see all, I G off, enemy I spot youTwo rhymes to my one verse, you go firstYou tasteless face it, I engrave my name in your scalplike Damien, out for world dominationDon`t get me wrong, I don`t represent 666 figuresI`m just out to make figuresWho holds the threshold, to be the bestI crunch niggaz with my gold teeth like, vegetablesCarniverous deliverance, murder one nemesisLike a virgin, I snatch your innocenceTalkin bank robberies when you rhyme, hold upYou turn pussy on the mic when I roll upCoca-Cola, a fission like sodaWhile you say butter, I`ma say MazolaMoney folder hold a grudge cold like a polar bearThug niggaz what? Blowin up spots like a SCUD Win the G.. win the G.. WIN THE G.. RRRRAHHHH!Verse Three: Bumpy KnucklesWho`s that New York nigga left, that be nice like B.I.G.I., niggaz can`t see I, see why?You new poppin niggaz, and you crew hoppin niggazStep up in my face, and Bumpy be, 2Pa-cin niggazIf this bitch up in yo` heart, I`ma find itIf you think I`m talkin to you, then just rewind itI got six shots behind this, even with a vest onya yellin, because I aim for the melonI`m a felon, and I bet you never, been in a fightKinda like you really, never said shit on this micSo if I diss a nigga hustlin that makes me a displayerAnd if you buy my record twice, that makes you a two-payer/toupee-erAnd if your girl like Donna Karan, that makes her a DK-erAnd cause I hate your punk ass, that don`t make you no playaWithout this record business shit you niggaz is broke as fuckSmokin weed smokin woolies while I smoke your luckAnd while your flow needs, medical aidI just appear on niggaz shit, and I still get paidNow where`s my G nigga?Verse Four: O.C.What niggaz`ll think they made of steel and wanna play brave?Bitch MC`s will find theyself in the graveI make slaves of niggaz in ways never madeVoice like an Ox or better yet sharp as a bladeIntense the moment like sex when I`m boninIller than Caligula brainwashed the RomansI set it, let it be known, better beware, better be carefulWho dared to oppose my phenomenal flows, how dare you?I smite your ass quick fast like Flash runnin past your assNiggaz`ll end up with whiplashBut for the moment, I`m zonin, any opponentsI`ma cut it short right now, because this rap shit we own it[BK] Come up off that cash nigga*applause*

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