Текст песни Prince Paul f Grand Puba, Sadat X - Once Again (Here to Kick One for You)
Prince Paul f Grand Puba, Sadat X - Once Again (Here to Kick One for You) слова песни
Yeah...Uh huh, uh huh, uh huh, uh huhGrand Puba, Dattie X... dig it[Grand Puba]Get up out my way, it`s Grand Pub`s turn to shineHurt MCs ride the pine and get paid, no nevermindOne time as I sew it up like Dr. FrankensteinChickens ride the pony cause the rhyme flow genuineAs I do it like that, do it like thisShorty watch your step or you might get Rocked like ChrisAre you feelin this? You dig the way it`s going down?Now we back in town watch all the chickens crowd aroundNiggas try to duplicate my flow but it`s difficultLike a game of YahtzeeChickens stress me out like paparazziAs I flip a flow you desireDattie blaze those trees and let`s start this forest fireMy rhymes carry like the weight on BarryStack cheddar like Combs and buy homes like LarryI be smoother than Tal, Sharp-ton like AlWhen you ballin everybody want to be your palNo dilly-dally, baggin up the shorter alleyBouncin in German cars, still playin shot-ballBrand Nubian cats, here to flip one for youFor sure dog cause this is how we doJust an old fashioned love song, playin on the radioBrand Nubian cats, here to flip one for you (2x)[Sadat X]Ah shit, I see men mitts (?)Watch the green van cause inside`s the dicksThe prayer beads bleeds from the crucifixWent tight comin out boy I be down in sixOr when the sun go down, or when it`s round in the BX(?)Cats on the concourse, still holdin dx (?)Bums on the street often ask me for changeWhat`s change when I`m tryin to save up for the Range?I want the whole world and my old girl backChange that -- I want half the world, and fuck my old girlYou can play the hell out, like those that came before yaYour style is butt, similar to a cobraThat`s your pimp strutBut what you foes is really doinIs leaving your empire in ruinsI`m the problem solverI got the brand new revolverBut I got a new album tooI want to be here for that money and the rest of my crewYall know it`s true-- a nigga like me is dueJust an old fashioned love song, playin on the radioBrand Nubian cats, here to flip one for you (2x)[Puba]Now you know I gots to come back strongSee I been doing this too goddamned longFor me to ever try to come back wrongCheck my pockets and my empty light just came onDon`t wanna do wrong so I think I`m best to make this songUndeniably satisfiably master microphone mutilatorNone greater, ain`t no AutomatorGrand Puba and Dattie, riding shotty in the MazaratiAs we come and blaze you with this body[Sadat]Corner poets get smacked and hit, savagely bitI go git and then you out of it, permission to quitI mean right, I keep the green light specialsHalf price a slice, you blink twiceI done picked up the diceI`m that nice, Dattie X the party-starterNumber one heart-ripper-aparterMore vice and gambling than Las Vegas, NevadaI try harder every dayIt`s all work and no playJust an old fashioned love song, playin on the radioBrand Nubian cats, here to flip one for you (2x)