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Текст песни Screwball f Capone - Y2K

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What what what what Yeah yeahWho the fuck want it?Yeah yeah, set it off niggasTransform transform[Poet]Yo, I`m at cha`ll niggas, assault and battle y`all niggasMy gat splatter niggas, my style dazzle niggasScrewball empire, Poet spit fire (Fire)Niggas wanna die, come try`a...piledriverMy family`s Hydra, but we smoke HY-DROMixed with the chronic, some niggas sniff blowSome niggas smoke dust, fuck around get bust Severly touched, crushed, your times upYa rhyme sucks, ya crew`s weakWhen the smoke clears, I`ll be there, standin on my two feetWith the mic in one hand, and the otha my heatRepresent Vernon, tenth, and twelth street[Hostyle]Man, I brake a broom stick off in yo` assFor long cash, Screwball blasts the raw factsAnd its long lastin, yeahA lot of crews are soft like puddyThey see me they runnin from me, my rhymes they studySubject, art of descruction, come to reckWanna give props to Mercy for your ??? dropsSet it on my man Phil, then my eyes get chinkyHere`s kinky, then I`m ghost like blinkyI`m PacMan, lyrics thats written by a mad manAnd my grip is like a mental asyllum when I write `emIgnite `em like a bullet from my glock when you pull itTo all pieces, when the rough shit releases, yeahChorus: Screwball and Capone(Do what?) Pushin` weight back (Nigga we`ll win)(What, what) clack clack clack clack (Screwball)(We`re the illest) Can you dig that? (I can dig that)You didn`t know, only time keep `em villians (Take it there)I wanna hurt something (Nigga we`ll win) I wanna hurt somethingDon`t make me do something (We`re the illest) (What)Pull the curtains on `em (Yeah yeah yeah)You didn`t know, only time keep `em villians [Capone]Yo, understand this I aim rich, aim stainless steelAim at the beast when the game get realYo, them corna`s I been played, got schooled by fameSaid the streets is still watched through closed curtains and screensQB is like the villian`est life, all across the world thugs, pushers, pimps and whoresFrom a blimp I glimpse at the rawsTears fall, and radioactive street thugs hearin me callinTo you my name respect the game, ?sixty days home?Copped the buggy, showed me the love, ghetto niggas gotta love mePop the bubbly y`all, salute the reign of QB (Yeah yeah yeah yeah)[Kyron]Aiyyo, you niggas sleepwalkin out here, a technicalityNigga we blaze infront of the kids `cuz thats how foul it beI shit on you, take you to the flicks, put a hit on youDump ya head in popcorn, turn around and spit on youI take it there, with ghetto po` niggas, who never had nothinWe hangin in the club just to bag som`thinCatch a rolly mercin out about to crash som`thinSo just get the fuck up out this life unless you have som`thinYou don`t hustle around, you wouldn`t mind timeBitch you ain`t a dime, if you ain`t improvin mineWho y`all, I see through y`allFuckin with Kyron, you fuckin ScrewballWe do some ugly shit to y`allChorusThe reign of QB (Salute this shit)Screwball (Screwball nigga)Capone `n` NoreagaThugged out (Thugged out)Kno`imsayin? (Hear me?)Y`all get this money, or we get that thug shit poppinKno`imsayin?Its our fuckin world

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