Текст песни Show and A.G. f Big L, Lord Finesse, O.C - Dignified Soldiers
Show and A.G. f Big L, Lord Finesse, O.C - Dignified Soldiers слова песни
[Big L]Check itWhen I`m onstage you niggaz know who`s mic this isSport the presidential Rol` full of ice-esesMy name it ring a bid-ell, I`m hot as hid-ellI live swid-ell, how could you mention Harlem and forget L?Me and you can get it on, and we`ll see who get shitted onYou tried to do what I did but you did it wrongI`m not a child, I`m a grown manYou push a Six but I own land, try thatYou can`t buy that, pass the lye black, let me fry thatWhere I rest frontin fly cats get robbed and shot atKnuckle up, bet I swell youI stay Rolex-ed and never get tested, so what that tell you?My whole crew puff blunts and fuck stuntsI won`t lie, I got stuck onceThen I seen the kids who did it, cocked my gat and got that backNow you figure the rest, I`ma stop at thatYou still living cause I allowed it, cowardRuning round, fronting hard like you "bout it, bout it"But I doubt it, doubt itWhat I recite be taking hours to writeSo if you bite just tell your man what kind of flowers you like[Lord Finesse]I be that underworld Don, certified bomb(What you after Pah?) The paramegan and nice swansBy all means my theme is to gross the cream like Joe"I don`t wanna be a player.." I`ll just coach the teamReign supreme, straight and still greatCan you relate? I`m after ill papes like Bill GatesDon`t flip drugs, just a slick thug that gets loveMake chicks bug then take it all off like strip clubs (uh)Too slick, on some ultra-cool shitOn some "You gon` need me before I need you" shitI got chicks hooked, have your cash shookI got the shit that make ya....Nigga look I`ve been right, you`re skatin on thin iceI hem mics, this cat`s nice like Glenn RiceGame`s tight, so just get the name rightCause I`ll be damned if half you cats can rock the same mic[Chorus]Yeah dignified soldiers, we roll like bolderssome of us are whilers, just while money holderscome test the click we`ll see who`s the boldest?Who`s strong who`s weaker whose heart be the coldest?[A.G.]Now while y`all bite like termites, we`ll shine like torchlightsBurn mics, truth is I`m better off micsGet raw like, G.D. on mics of all typesFour mics ain`t enough, this royal flush is clutchRealer than most, stay concealin` the toastBut reveal the flames like the last days, there`s mad waysto make the paper, but these chickens taste the vaporI lace the flaper, wanna be major, that`s my natureI`m forced to kick the dopest shit, load the clipLet my mind spray, foes submit, it`s over withHold my click like the cheebas, drop bombs like bad receiversYou wanna see us? Then beep us, cause we off the hookI smoke the cheebas and remain here cause they need usSell outs, they want to be us, but it ain`t hereI blow spots and hold glocks, for those copsthat try to roadblock my road to the top, I throw shotsIf you`re not, I`m bird hunting in the Suburb frontingAnd I been peeped Duke, in the rearview, ain`t nuttin`That`s what you say, but I say, "It`s probably something"End up frontin, but on another note, y`all MC`sbetter take it while y`all can get itCause where we hit it we gon` rape itto let you know that D.I.T.C. shitted[O.C.]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!Now who can recall all of the phenomenon is flawlessLike diamonds being dug from a mine, pricelessI am too much for the average man, nigga, who can?You ain`t, fuckin with Diggin` is like walking on quicksandShit, my crew will run a blitz on your teamFantasizin` ain`t our thang cause we far from a dreamWe live and learn concern for one another like brothersAm I my brother`s keeper? No doubt I`m a believer in karmaWhich niggaz want to bring the drama?Fuck with O.C. and get smoked like scarma or ganjaLet me remind y`all once (once)If I gotta say it twice we gonna find y`allThe way we roll we have teeth chattering, now who`s coldest?Diggin` in the Crates crew, Dignified Soldiers[Chorus]