Outkast

Call Of Da Wild

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Текст песни Outkast - Call Of Da Wild

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Chorus: Cee-Lo

I hear voices in my head and they keep callin me (repeat 4X)

[T-Mo]
As I step, the stage is empty
No words as I serve with my Southern dialect, so I get respect
Don`t call me T, it`s a T thang with a G swang
Let my nuts hang down to the flo` main
Smokin that dang dang, makin mics swang
In my 2-8-0 Z, nobody can see me
Cruisin down the block, just like I was a squirrel
In a world full of nuts, damn
I`d probably be mad even if I called him Uncle Sam
So bring dough to the Goodie Mo-B
T-Mo, Khujo, Cee-Lo, J and my homie rather be
Don`t flex on next, I break necks too
Rollin with Outkast, PA, Goodie Mob for the 94
Ha-ha-ha
Yeah, you know what I`m sayin?

chorus:

[Big Boi]
Yeah, I`m steady buckin muthafuckas
Not duckin `em like the goose, I`m heavily strapped, yeah niggaz
Squeezin rhymes like that noose around your neck
You can`t hang with this, see ain`t no thangs to this
I show no pity so take off because I`m dangerous
I breaks `em off like I was Beat Street, see I be breakin
Speakin of breakin, break on how to get your life taken, boy
Fuckin around with me will get your cabbage cut, your wig split
Simply means I`m bringin the funk with the hollow tips
Playa shit is how I`m kickin it
Comin around the ghetto, victims soft as a tack on a jackass
So fuck it or flip it, I`ll still be a playa
Puffy afro with nigga naps off in my hair
Shit, that`s quickly how I run my shit and that`s how it be
That nigga B-I-G B-O-I, that be me, ye
See I`m a playa, got my struggle on
Thinkin about the volume and thickness of my bankroll
You see that cash is in my shit like colon cancer
Even though I never smoke that shit like...yeah
I give a call of da wild to my niggaz around the projects
So don`t flex or get served with a pop neck shit
OG, original gangsta, not quite
But maybe when I`m locked up, liftin weights, gettin swole right
Life`s a bitch with a G-string cuz these off in your ass with it hey
So you can see who can really hang
But y`all don`t wanna do nothin, y`all can go to hell
Ain`t no playas in office cuz I`m locked off in a cell
So can you feel me, nigga

chorus:

[Khujo]
Khujo, comin in dope, bring it
I got more problems than the average Joe
So don`t come `round me with your flim flam, hot damn
It`s a jack, top of the burbs, and my notebook is a bird
K`s madness into cappin
Throwin to do more load, so my fire lookin through the want ads
And only red hot, desire in your pot with somethin wicked
But you can`t feel it, stickin out your monkey ass
I could let shit rot in the past, now it`s time to blast they ass
Shhh...Mr. Knighton take off your hat
Can`t even my wear my locs in
Demon eye scopin, oh my, peripheral vision got it
Made you go on your hoe`s bar
Decisions, decisions to make, oops, here comes the Goodie Mo crew
And they just might want to battle you
Out with the quickness
The price of livin is beginning to be a risky business
Unkay, Parkay.
How do you like the taste of hot butter meltin through your biscuits?
This is your brain on drugs, this is your brain...
Don`t cut niggaz I hang with before there were apartments
In Chapel Forest, it`s gettin horrid
The huntin child is on the prowl, yahhh!!!!!
I let out a call to da wild
I let out a call to da wild

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