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Текст песни RZA f Crooked I, E-40, Jayo Felony, King - We Pop (Remix)

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[Intro: RZA (King Tech)]Yo, yo, P. Diddy might run this cityBut I walk down the block, flash my -- (Yo RZA, hold up, hold up)Yo what`s up son? (Yo, we gotta remix this joint)Yo, come on then (Yo, 40, it`s on you)[E-40]I gotta tell you, we ain`t next to nice, made you niceDon`t get your head cracked, don`t get your tomato dicedI`m the coldest M.C. in the gameAnd I shouldn`t have to say it, you squares know my namePimped with all the slang in the game, that they reciteEvery time I open mouth, these suckas biteI bust like a Dutch Master, blast you if a have toSomebody call the pastor[Crooked I]We got realest long beatsFlows stop, make the beat go ---I`m in the Coup with the seats lowEven on the East Coast, I gotta keep my heat closeWe leaving holes in your cheap clothesMy only job is to stop imposters, watch the mobsterCop the Boxster, drop the top and squatSwitchin` through lanes, this is the group thingCause this is Wu-Tang and Horseshoe Gang, what up?[Chorus 2X: Ol` Dirty Bastard (Lady Platinum) {E-40}]We pop, we brawl, get money till the day we fall {please believe it}(We pop, we brawl, gettin` money til the day we fall) {please believe it}[Method Man]Yo, I Bonecrush` ya, like I ain`t `never scared` brotherThat baby mother`s like baby powder and there anotherM.C. does this cutter, when I cut, I split jugglersWhen my teeth get yellow, I spit butterBy now you know my name, man, who hold the belt, nowPlus who hold his self down, all with the same handNow what`s the game plan, let money change handI`m still champ, and white boys still can`t hang[RZA]Yo, P. Diddy, might run this cityBut I walk down the block, flash my glock on the jiggiesAn ounce of chronic, crushed up in the ziplockOutside the club, is packed up to the gridlockDime piece wizes, high heels and the flip flopsReal players pop with those cringy wrist watchBig bouncers the size of SasquathTuck riff with the rim that`ll make your eyes pop[Chorus 2X][Jayo Felony]Do I have to assassinate them?Man, I leave `em with no altimatumI ain`t hate `em, I ain`t make `em make mistakesBut I`mma break `em, the cops, could I shake `emOr will they catch me and charge meOn the streets I put something in ya, that`ll send you to GodMeet my man, we don`t have to roll, candy when we rideShe love it, when I give her, pull her panties to the sideBullet loco, you might catch me breaking and enteringMama, I had to jump bail right before the sentencing[W.C.]Get it up in `em, cool, that strip and claimin` the setAnd quick to Sway the Tech, ya`ll straight bang and connectIt`s the dog, ya`ll get it off, on your backpack and blue markerChronic smoke cougher, I don`t shoot walkerDub Sizzle on the remix, the last to speakNow it`s all coming together like sweaty gas leaksFo` sure, a nigga will say, `yo, it`s Dub C`40, Crooked I, RZA, Method Man and Jayo[Chorus 2X]

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