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Текст песни Ras Kass - Golden Chyld

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Haha... (golden child)Yeah, ahh, ahh, yeah, is you wit me?Whattup? Y`all done forgot about lil` ole me?Y`all don`t love me no mo`?It`s all good... all my real rowdy niggazall my real niggaz ride witcha boy one timeAhh...[Verse 1]Lyrically, I smoke whoever it may concernEven wearing a 21 milligram patch of NiccodermBeen broke before; ain`t nuttin newBut ain`t nuttin never knew me not to say `fuck you`So had my nuts not grew - I`d still hang in the streetswith lil` niggaz who still bang just to eatBang with the heat - the waterproof spit blazesto give y`all niggaz the business like the yellow pagesEnter the dark ages, enter and spark stageFor whatever wages, until I`m famousfor resurrecting our cave languageAnd for saying, "Same shit, different toilet..."The game ain`t about who talentedIt`s about who soundscanninnow them same clowns maddened (peep game)Go figure, lyricist of the year is a white boyAnd the greatest golfer; a confused nigga[Chorus] - 2XAnd that`s gangsta, without bangin a setBig nuts on deck ain`t even hangin `em yetSee it`s just some things they should never forgetAin`t no motherfuckin west without a R-ah-A-S[Verse 2]I was taught to rhyme undeniably, and force niggaz to thinkSo if you need to dance so fuckin much then buy NsyncStartin a movement to move menMotivational millimeter mouth or repeated and need a monsterMe; I be the agua - waterproof got a lotta truthSpit-slaughter a lotta groupsRidin without a crew, nod off without a loopBlackout like a ligular, just a nigga that clownWith a suicidal groupie in a jacuzzi pullin my shorts downGivin me underwater head `til I nut and she drownsNow how the fuck we sound? (man rap is outta control)(I gotta smoke something) yo homie bust me downTook a pull off a Newport and passed it backNuts hang like I had an elastic sackSpastic blaps of our kind of plastic clapsWanna know the reason why white people seem to laugh at blacks?Cuz brothers in South Africa slaving to death in diamond minesMeanwhile, we spendin every penny to overshineTell the next nigga he lesserCuz he can`t afford to buy ice from his oppressorSo now he pullin out nines, tryin to homicide me for mineMeanwhile, George W. Bush got a war on crimeIntroduction to the Matrix -- I say the shityou know is true but wanna ignore, metamorph metaphors[Chorus] - 2X[Verse 3]I pop my collar, pop pistols, and pop ecstasyBoricuas call me Poppi when they pop they pussyUsed to pop-lock and lock and watchPop locks and burglarize spotsPop wheelies on the red and chrome HuffyGraduated to Suzukis - hot soda pop or pop bottles at Sky SushiNow ask me what`s poppin; most likely ya collar boneEver had that feelin where ya by yourself and your not aloneWith Big Brother, and Big Brother see youI`m hard-headed, my dick look like R2-D2Like Mini-Me too - speed through in the V-1-2C-Arson style, know how we doAll money is legal, dead pres and green eaglesYou funny style like Bernie Mac, rappin like Beanie SigelGolden Child of the west, don`t know how to act thoughKicked off the Up In Smoke tour for scrappin with Death Row[Chorus] - 1X[2nd Chorus] - 1XAnd that`s gangsta, without bangin a setBig nuts on deck ain`t even hangin `em yetSee it`s just some things they should never forget"Ain`t no west with Kurupt with a R-ah-A-S"

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