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Текст песни Rottin Raskalz - A-Yo

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[Bitch]Even though we love youYou know we don`t have that much timeTo really, really, really fuck with you(X2)Fuck with yoouuu[Fam]I be cuttin` the fuck up and downSide to side, all around All the time, often now (with a raw sound)Who`s the man, damn, Fam can jamRush, rumble, ram, slamAnd kickin` tall cans[Diesel]Stop the presses, hold up, stop the damn presses!I`m next up to flex, mic checks to address thisFeelin, feelinI got a feelinAdrenaline, got me tremblinI got the styleCan`t hold it back cos I`m too damn wild[Fam]Oh hell no, a rugged road rebel flowHell yeah - y`knowSame brotha, scarface, braided afroOutlaw, Rottin Raskal[Diesel]Guess who, the hooligan you hate to seeYesterday was in your face, but now I`m in your TVThe same nigga from Da BricksFightin clicks for kicksI don`t care; I really don`t give a damnSmack yo` up and pass you to my swingin Fam[Fam]Poof, now be gone (OK)Cos this is how we play every rottin` single holidayChorus-A-yo, here we go, here we goYes, yes y`all, here we go, here we go(X2)[Fam]A-yo, a-yo, is it so, is it so?Please tell me no, oh no, no, oh no, noYou claim to be schizophrenicBut practically panicWhen me and my clique roll tight and thickLike the TitanicThey should have it bannedGhetto pass revoked, stands brandedMy choke, you couldn`t manageThe yolk do too much damage[Diesel]Pop goes the DieselNo, never that, don`t try and dirty-macYou rodent, you river ratRaps counter-react, they counter-attack???You`re a tat for tat that`s wack???And it bee`s like that, blackFeel the vibe, feel the beatGivin props to KRS-1 for stayin true to the ghetto streetsChorus-X2[Fam]Here I come, with nothing ever so harderNiggaz in every hood, welcome my style back like CarterHuh, two times for the hoesMay I exposed to thoseMy mack daddy ride flows(Flow on then, nigga, hey, don`t let me stop ya)Get in my way an` I`ll stop, drop and mop yaLike that, ooooh, what ya gonna do now?Niggaz runnin and duckin, there`s a riot goin downBut ain`t nothing new to my clique or my townI tell you I`m good with these klickow-klickow[Diesel]You have run an over turnWhen my lyrics start to burnLike the Chronic in the bluntAnd you can`t front on the skunkThat`s kickin in like jail toesWho knows what the fuck goes onYou`re tryin play me, you`re dead wrongSo all you silly slippin slouchesI be flippin on yaPop the lip, I have my fist steady stickin on yaI mean, man, I`m like amazingAnd you know ain`t no fazingThis Double I bunch been rippin and raginChorus-X4[Fam]118 - ha!235 in the click115, youknowmsayin?I got my Road Dawgs, my Cruddy ClickNaughty with the By with the NatureYouknowmsayin?Niggas can`t fuck aroundDon`t know why they act like they canHa-ha-haYeahInglewood/IlltownDouble IDouble IDouble IDon`t even tryDouble I(Hey.. hey.. yoRottin Razkals in this, nigga)My Cruddy ClickMy Road DawgsNaughty with the By to the NatureAnd we out, but we don`t hate ya

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