Текст песни Screwball f Godfather Don, Prodigy - The Heat is On
Screwball f Godfather Don, Prodigy - The Heat is On слова песни
(Prodigy and KL talking) (P) "Yo, yo dun, whattup baby?"(KL) "whats the deal son?"(P) "ain`t shit man, we was just talkin` about that shit last night,that shit is crazy right?"(KL) "For real son, shorty was like Sixteen"(P) "Police come skiddin` up on the sidewalk and shit, what the fuck iswrong with niggas man?"(KL) "You seen them niggas dun? them niggas crazy"(P) "shit is hot though, they need to chill the fuck out with that man"(KL "Word, it`s aight though son, we survivers in this game"Screwball with the Mobb...times is hard on everybody boulevard.....Verse 1: (Poet)Thats my word, I`m mothafuckin` stressedIt seems like life`s tryin` to put me through a test`cause every fuckin` day it`s just gettin` worsewhats worse? might go out, die hard and end up in a hearsebut no time to think about the consequencesthe years in jail, fuck the death sentenceall I know is that I need mad cash in a flashbefore I gotta kill somebody assmight as well be in jail or dead`cause if you ain`t gettin` paid then you ain`t gettin` ahead (thatsword)sittin` in my room with the lights out thinkin`I`m alive, but I ain`t livin`, I`m leakin`I made my bed and I`m`a lay in itbut I ain`t gonna stay in itI might start sprayin` shitI should`ve stayed in school, but thats a dead issuefuck a G.E.D., thats like toilet tissueall my friends are hoodlums and hustlersrunnin` with a bunch of stupid crazy mothafuckasniggas fuckin` their money up, niggas gettin` knockedand jealous mothafuckas, they want the whole blockthough I could start flippin` gettin` on a mission, but I need muchmore, no time for bullshittin`niggas listen....Chorus (Godfather Don)The H-E-A-T makes me crazyI wanna bust somethin`, figures, touch somethin`the heat is on, got a niggas blood rushin`I wanna touch somethin`, niggas bust somethin`RepeatVerse 2: (Prodigy)Yo, all I know is guns, all I do is slugI`d rather plug you with the heater than to have you frontmy life revolves around the snub Fourthstay gettin` those outside of NewYorkbullets from the cornerstore, I`m bringin` home a arseninterstate 95 North to the Jackie Robinsonwatch out for D`s in Caprices in TaurusesSecurity Guards mistaken as cops, mad nervousback at home sell a few burnerskeep a miz and a Seven Mil for my personalwalk with benevolence, holdin` twin Fifths380`s in the whip, a mini-eagle for my chickthat nigga P is sick, I need a silencer connect, see meniggas be lyin`, tellin` stories, tell it walkin`my niggas is into drugs and extortionknotty head for them niggas on the nightshift pumpin`the heat is on nigga.....Chorus 6x