Текст песни Royce Da 5`9" f Cutty Mack, June, Rell - Switch
Royce Da 5`9" f Cutty Mack, June, Rell - Switch слова песни
[Royce Da 5`9"]Yeah.. nigga pick up yo`, hands and pretendjust like if it`s a, show - the lyrical cut throatHe can and we will show, you BRRTTT, stick up yo`man with his pis-tol, hand over his {HO!}Lo and behold, plenty soldiers is rollinThe road that they own is the one where they goWhen they gets me the pinnacle of the niggahold-in the pencil, any flow, nigga pick one {HO!}I treat my rhyme like heat my mindMight be like keen-eye sightI treat y`all like "Three Blind Mice"You can`t hit what you can`t see, the M.I.C. {HO!}This is the shit that you wish you could spitwhen you sit and you listen to the clique that is swift with the writtenThe poetry depicted officially blowin you little niggaz awayBout to switch up the flow, soon as you hear me say {HO!}[Chorus: Royce]Make, that flow; switch, that flowGet, different when you hear me say {HO!}Make, It Count; step, yo` game upWhen you hear me say {HO!}Make, that flow; switch, that flowGet, different when you hear me say {HO!}.. get wild (whyllllle out!) Whyle out {HO!}[Cutty Mack]Long as I`m breathin I`m street bitchCut Throat ain`t changin but the flow might switch... A whole Army with shitThat`ll hit you in under five minutes, barkin bitchStarvin pitt, to the point of do or dieWhether CRACK-in around or the MAC by my side {HO!}... Money to burn, hustle to earnBullets return, shots from the curb, dodgin a droughtMakin It Count, slang in the South, bang out a houseCoke by the ounce, weighin it out, that`s what I`m `bout nigga {HO!}... The call done, hit meThe law come, quickly; nerves in a, frenzyFlush the work, quickly; room drawers, emptyTwo heaters, with me; three flow; sickly {HO!}[Chorus][Rell]Let it touch your brain, what I brung was flamePlus my whole gang doin the same thangTake it and keep movin, homies is straight cruisinQuick with the waist movement, go get your eight losersHow you take amusement, never fake I shoot itA.K. or Ruger, we heavy with them uzi`s {HO!}Face the facts, y`all spittin basement rapsI`m on wax with some dangerous cats with a guage attachedThe rifle the brace attached to the batI pull it back and squeeze until it claps {HO!}Amazin vision, I gaze at the days I`m livinthe fast life with a rave of womenToday is givin, I wake without a stay in prisonAnd I hang with gangsta niggaz - muh`fucker! {HO!}[Chorus][June]Always on deck, what you expectMic is a way of life, he leadin the setNow, June`s up in this muh`fuckerAnd I want all y`all to know (all y`all)You can go any time, so why waste time?As I get right to my flow, y`all don`t hear me though {HO!}Why play yourself? (why?) Why risk your health? (why?)Why waste my time? (why?) Learn how to rhyme (uhh)Get you some game (uhh) get you a nameGotta not be lame, y`all sound the same, yeah {HO!}They back`s against the wall now (now)I`m came with some bangers who came for the get-downMy style, can`t take what you can spread `roundI`m multiple figures in riches, so what now? (nigga){HO!}[Chorus]