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Текст песни Smif-N-Wessun - Cession at Da Doghillee

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[Ruck]I flow fluidly, though I be the being of your bee`s waxEase back, fo` I squeeze thatWe don`t need that, do we, do we?Rap style, groupie, a dog like Tin, that`s why you scared to step to meDo we, have to result in fisticuffs?See I get swifter myself, that`s when the Ruck eruptsSo think not, of what I am, and what I doJust recognize in the murder mic, I rule[Starang Wondah]How many corny MC gon` try?Fifty mc, forty of dem done dieRun wit Heltah Skeltah, through the realms of the darkIf a nigga rift, then I`mma let the 4-4 barkEverybody knows, where my notty head growsI turn into a lethal weapon, and start steppin on toesI, waste no time, when I move mineGrab my glock, and then I clear the stuff, like I was code nine[Chorus: Buckshot]Why you wanna fuck wit my Boot Camp?Boot Camp, survivin the preview andFuck wit my Bucktown groupAnd in the night, the night, who roll the tightWhy you wanna fuck wit my Boot Camp?Boot Camp, survivin the preview andComin through, representin Boot Camp ClikIn the night, who roll tight[Louieville Sluggah]Wack MC`s, have best to bewareThat I fears no fears, and that`s word to my dry tearI brake ya whole fuckin crew in halfFeel the wrath, as the Gunn Clappaz clap that assWontime, for ya mind, hit that ass color blindSigned on the dotted line, it`s how I live my lifetimeReality hit me at some degreesNow my eyes bleed (why?) Because I just smoked a bag of weed[Rock]Bringin forth Heltah Skeltah, be the big Rock, God help yaI beat more ass, then Mom dukes leather beltI gets open like doors when I be droopinTrademark be bootin, baggin pants roopinHoopin and hollerin, nigga shut ya mugCuz I might have ya swallowin, a whole bunch of slugsCuz I`m bugged and my dome piece, roam in the streetsWit my chrome, I`mma blast it, my caps magic, I get that ass quick[Tek]Nuff men a die, nuff men a come tryTo test the worry, I me no know whyA new breed of conquerors is on the riseStep to my Boot Camp and catch black eyesFrom the Heltah Skeltah, the Gunn da ClappazSmif-N-Wessun comin thru stompin out all you wack rappersWit the crazy dred, the mad boy head fedOf corny shit that said, so now you bleed like your man bledWe gettin twisted as our Timb`s cover pavementFlowin state to state, pickin up the next paymentYo thoughts smell, violator to the leftFour slugs hit them chest, no more, no lessSo think about it, abort your mission, it`s impossibleOr be a vegetable, and ya meant up in the hospitalYou silly wabbit, Trix/tricks are for kids, don`t you know that?Fuck wit my Boot Camp, and get your wig pushed back[Chorus: Buckshot]Why you wanna fuck wit my Boot Camp?Boot Camp, survivin the preview andComin through, representin Boot Camp ClikIn the night, who roll tight[Top Dog Big Kahuna]I be that rude boy, bad boy, comin from the villeStep to the Boot Camp, somebody get killed by meThe T-O-P, D-O-G, or my nigga Mr. S-T-R-A-N-GSome of ya niggas be tryin to pull the triggaBut I figure, I could bust that ass just a little quickerTime to catch Wreck, and back to the setWhere all them rules, them cock in check[Steele]All up in ya muthafuckin grill, I be SteeleComin through wit my Wreckin Crew, so I reckon you keep it realIf not, I`m blowin spots, on whoever be showin glocksAnd what nots, walkin around fakin mad rocksThe only Rock I know is B.I.G., wakin up and I doubleG-H, wit that nigga R-U-C-KBetter be ready to be jetty if you pettyCuz if it wasn`t already said, we dangerous and deadlyYou better recognize or recollect, I reck a set wit aTek, and we askin, we blastinNow from this you might think the Steele is trifeI earn my strife, cuz I deal wit the real in lifeAnd I reveal my knife, to cut you looseI`m not ruthless, but you get the boots if you uselessCuz, time upon time, I findIf you remain blind, you get left behindBut we, see very clearly, so step up to the frontCuz this is where we, represent on the lovelyFor you and get praise due to the father above meCuz we ain`t here to attack, or, when we take the backs offThe wack rappers that jack offThat`s all that`s it, strictly the bumpin shitNiggas don`t even know what they fuckin wit[Chorus to end]

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