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Текст песни Onyx - Fuck Dat

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[Fredro Starr]Yo! Turn that shit up, word up! Afficial Nasty Niggas...Fuck Dat!Ya niggas is dead-ass!Know what I`m sayin`?We`re payin` my niggaz ` All City `n shit!Word up! Yo Mega, Fuck Dat!Rip that Brooklyn shit nigga![J. Mega, (Fredro Starr)]What? What? What? What? What? What?My fleet goals, by da creep coldWe blaze, y`all won`t see those, you just feel `emWe raise the states in this game, like heliumThe new millenium, got me in mo` for killin` `emGreen backs, I want a mil (of) `em!But don`t minimum, strictly max out, the ol`s put the black outNiggaz be frontin`, we take the back robNow stay with that style, original, wanna act wild?City puttin` cartracks out, as we stack nowWe`re nuthin` to match out, formulaSee it clearly through my corner-yaThis goes out to niggas on the corner, Mega`s on yaRap performer, no diploma, I`m sippin` on Corona, keep my carpet Coma The East New York Soldier, what?(Fuck Dat! That`s the All City shit!Yo Greg Valentine!)[Greg Valentine, (Fredro Starr), {Sticky Fingaz}]The beats be Rushen like PatriceYou better had that bulletproof vest under ya fleeceThen a clever sceam up ya slees, we has to say da leastBetween the thugs and the police, shit`ll never be peaceCause holiday, raise ya weights ya hourly rateWe poly for higher states, buyin` fire escapesSee this, criminal life is like a `roll it in dice`Niggaz holdin` they ice, wild bust on a sliceYo it`s too often too hot, in this ghetto meldin` potPut out these fagat ass niggas try to steel what I gotAs if, that ain`t enough, for Jakes is ratin` the spotWhere we eat at, but tonight that`s where they bleed atThat belone her with the flame, throwin` their rain, it`s overPrayed to Jehova, jiggaz up, the game`s over(All City what, All City what?! Fuck Dat!Yo Sticky) {wassup nigga?}( Come here nigga, Fuck Dat!Let these muthafuckaz know nigga!!!) {I want some NEW SHIT!}(Afficial Nast! What?!!)[Sticky Fingaz, (Fredro Starr)]Oh ooh, here the thug come, from out the dungeonSay goodbye to ya love one, you can`t run from, the dum-dumKickin` WACK SHIT! I cut out ya tongue son! I`m in this rap shit for the lump sumHit the stage as soon as the blunt`s doneYOU DON`T WANT NONE! But regardlessWe the wildest, you get demolishedI muthafuckin`, muthafuckin` murder, want charges!Walkin` targets, kill any rap artist!Still hate ya GUTS!, and hope that ya DIE!If you not a ally, then yo ass gotta fryTwo lifes for a life without no remorseYou fucked up BIG TIME, you should`ve finished me off nigga!(What?! Fuck Dat! Fuck Dat!Afficial Nast what up?!Yo Lefty, I got a new nigga for ya niggaz!Yo Fuck Dat! Step up and shit....)[Bubba Smith, (Fredro Starr), {X-1}]I roll with gat-swingers, that bay arms like tanktopsA bunch of problem bringers, that an ass bet ya wanna make your bank stopGuaranteed to make ya block hot, we runnin` the spotsWe`re tired of jizzle `n rocks, we straight up fuckin` in villains or jachtsGot the Big Apple on smash like mobbs, we`re livin` hell really?!So we just vanish `n rob, paper tellin` me we all dyin` from a leg docs(?)So fuck it, it`s even get it get-got, so what?!Bring it, I`m closin` now shut, I don`t give a FUCK about gettin` poppedThem thugs probably heard, left these two guns is al lot!It`s my time to go, playa, I`m tryin` to go spittin` youFor the dolies, niggaz just press G-OWhile shoot outs, reachin` for the glocks, on my way to gettin` drugsStill spittin` ya, 3-60 pill, I was drugged up, in a sixth still SHITTIN` yaCall it murder, besides anybody TRY to here missin`(Fuck Dat! Yo X -1 nigga!) {What nigga?}(Ya betta fuckin` do this shit nigga!) {What what, what, what?!}(Fuck Dat! Afficial Nasty Niggas!Fuckin` takin` this streets! That niggas is dead!)[X-1, (Fredro Starr)]All you crack niggaz, I don`t even like your styleIf it wasn`t for love, you be dead right nowSpeak upon the gun nor, X is layin` it downDirty two rounds, sprayin` ya townTakin` dirt back under the ground, be a man, take ya lawsDie with the sacred course, six`s bein` deep on the basic floors(They hate that shit nigga! What?!Kick the our fuckin` shit! Fuck Dat!)Be a hard rock and see where you end up `boutBefore my hart stops, kid I`m tryin` to see some jacksYou better get dropped dog, just read the factsDig a gunshot, at least about bringin` you backI run in cold spots, or walk that for liquid catsX critical source, with criminal thoughts, under the physical lawsYour visual lost, X-million now, nigga tripple the courseI cripple your boss, what?!![Fredro & Sticky Fingaz]Fuck Dat! Afficial Nast nigga!Fuck Dat! Afficial Nast nigga!Fuck Dat! Fuck Dat! Afficial Nast nigga!Fuck Dat! Afficial Nast nigga!Word up! Fuckin` All City!Muthafuckin` Onyx!Muthafuckin` Fredro Starr talkin` to you nigga!Fuckin` Sonsee nigga! What da fuck is up?!Yo Sticky, wassup nigga?! Gangreen in this muthafucka!Bubba Smith `n shit! Back da fuck up, everybody up!!My nigga too dirty up in this muthafucka! (Know what I`m sayin?!)DJ LS, Afficial Nast nigga! Fuck any DJ,yo Fuck Dat! (Any DJ nigga! Afficial Nast!)Word up, Fuck Dat! Niggaz don`t know! My muthafuckin` broher is sayin`, Fuck Dat!Big Chris, Fuck Dat! Niggaz ain`t seein` shit! Afficial Nast! Yo eat `em up!Get da fuck up outta here! (*Car rushin` away*)

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