Текст песни Remedy f Lounge Lo - Tonight`s Da Night
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[Remedy]Mic check, I walk around the Shao`Wit the jet black nine by my waistline, kickin` the hype shitI never claimed to be the best white rapperBut have to, show these muthafuckas what I`m afterI`m after ya soul, and after that, ya albumBeef after to that, Lounger Lo packs the gat, sonChka-bang-bang, yo bust a slang wit my nameIt`s the Rem-D, on the six trainSike, you muthafuckin` right, tonight`s the nightTo do what I wanna do, to make you like, wanna fightWhat you expected when the darts been injectedI huff and puff and blow ya shit down, make ya head splitHuh, pop a pill, smoke a blunt and don`t frontOn the izim, if you do, my man, we gettin` bizumA weak addict, oh yes, puff the magicAnd smoke it til it`s true, yes, I do, gots to have itI don`t care about any fuckin` starCuz no matter who you are, you still catch a bullet scarSo listen up, or you`ll bleed for what I`m sayin`Cuz tonight`s the night, and me and my people`s ain`t playin`[Interlude: Lounge Lo]Yo, ain`t supposed to be playin` manAiyo, aiyo, what`s that? That fat funky sting you`re smellin`"I`mma give it to ya, give it to ya, give it tonight" - female singerPiss and pee, for I takeover there, manWord up, you see it, ya`ll, for realI be the calling, man, aiyo Slash, hit me off one more time, baby"Love me when you love you baby" - female singer[Remedy]You wanna see me act fool, please, save it for the breezeCuz my lyrics in tracks, blow backs and buckle kneesFuck the bullshit, I get down wit the two clipsAnd do shit, I shoot more shit then the troops hitBut tonight`s tonight, whether wrong or rightThis type of shit, wit the flavor like raw spitSmokin` out, and it figures, it figuresThe peeps around me, keep their fingers on the triggersI keep a shorty between my lap cool, and flyin` down the freewayCoppin` a wop cuz it`s "me-day"Went over to pick my toys up, we make a lot of noiseCuz, we can do that, cat, in my habitatYo, be nimble, I do the type of evil that men doLike pissin` out my window on a bitch and her friend tooSo turn the volume up a notch and let me in ya crotchBu-bump, I hit ya g-spotThat`s the fuck, when I jump at natureLike, hump, hump, hump, hump, hump, humpBut if you wanna see a dick gigantic, not romanticMore Slicker than my man RickYou better check the White Pages, under RemedyCuz I ain`t down wit no enemyDistribution fucked up my first albumBut this time I`mma let my fuckin` style run[Interlude: Lounge Lo]You, Jimmy Neutron, FrukwanHear another avalanche, huh, word up"I`mma give it to ya, give it to ya, give it tonight"I slip a mickey in ya bucket, push it up, real hardReal hard, for sho`, know what I meanThere`s gonna be talkin`[Remedy]Wi-wi-wi-wiped by supply and demandTo expand my hand to the mic and let my mouth kick the phlim-phlamI drink Bud, I drink Beck`s, I gets mad drunkI get a shorty in the forty, we go fuck, yo, you[Outro: Remedy]Aiyo take this shit off Charles man, aiyo, put the new record on, manYeah, put that new shit on...