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Текст песни Q-Tip - N.T.

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N.T.[Q-Tip]for real though who really got sent flown on the edge got the ledge hangin` out of the windowbird chest niggas witcha (winderous fearaf?)fuck around you`ll be (hemps meat) inside of a meal sackpuny little bucks better hit the jakebut that doesn`t mean nothin to the heart withinyou cramped up you and your team I`m amped upand you asses can`t dib me bead my shine what the fuck is on your mind?Little weakling rappers better hit the grindOther brothers ain`t motivated they can`t do itNot only did i penetrate it I ran through itMy music comes on and we march at the danceInside of your mind or inside of my pants?Musical intention that we have is vastYou sick? Drink a NyQuil well i`m dead on your assOh well then here comes the gellatiinTips on some sugars but you yap on your sellin` friends Now your party is completely blownReal name is Kamal i`m in completely zoneIt`s rap time for you that means nap timePreachin from my joint what the fuck I`ma clap mineSingin songs of 6 pence it`s intense surpise your ass at the end like the sixth senseheavy hitters knockin shit out the parkyou couldn`t even really play tell me why did you startspittin sharp blades laced with bleachyou wanna play around kid I`m not a walk at the beacha stroll in the park or your fuckin playgroundput on your headphones tell me how grenades soundput on your walkmase and go underneath the townQ-Tip abstract how I gets downChorus: [Busta Rhymes]All my bitches, dance if you know that you dam sureLet your pussy drip on the dance floor if you wanna[Q-Tip]get down[Busta Rhymes]fuck that niggas that bust gats better let em in `fore they rush that cuz they wanna[Q-Tip]get down[Busta Rhymes]blick shit piano sick shit[Q-Tip]get down[Busta Rhymes]chill you can get off my dick and[Q-Tip]get down[Busta Rhymes]while I`m on the hook get on your good foot and blow up the spot for all of you niggas cuz that`s how we[Q-Tip]get down[Q-Tip]comin with the brand new quickly we pan tothe young black man with intentions to ban youseems that people need an aid todayso many fade away so many fiend to stayI really rhyme cuz I feel I should say thingsWhile the fraudulent act raps just so they cop ringsOr maybe because when they was youngThey was fronted on and left alone to have they own funNow they`ve all grown up to be assholesI`m giving you the rope will you tie up the lassosYou swing dangling from peach treesWhile I sip my Daqaris in the south west breezeWriting so exciting the pen it keepsDrippin out gems that`s converted to hems and thenPeople be hummin it from now to they next to kinMy family is starvin? You know they want me to winMe forfeit nigga please get off itSend a check in my name to my officeMutombo in the lane yo I toss itAbstract comin through witness the bullshit(Busta Rhymes) hey yo, hey yo engineer cut the fuckin beat off...

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