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Текст песни Square One f AG, Party Arty - Square Biz

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I`ve got a voice for this shit, no choice but to spitRolls Royce to the six, eating oysters and shitGD`s in the disc-player and if you got fifty keysyou`re brick-layer or get your weight up!All player-haters get your hate up, all flavored gatorsniggas paid up, I see ya`llThrowin`trees to the cigar Iнve seen you in that CVRtryin` to eat Pa, wantin` to ride peacock speak hard gotTV`s and VCR`s or DVD`s, niggas can`t see GD!Might as well quit rap and get your G.E.Dheard the don of your mob wanna meet with me..For what I smoke blunts in the back of the six doing donutsDon`t take much for me to go nutsI know pimps and know sluts that hold bucksand eat cold cuts every night like so what. WHAT..I`ll be firing threats,quite as kept my nine`ll reflectsigns of regret through holes that my silencer leftlive & direct,computerized minds`ll connectHigh Intellects raised in confinements of deathand ya better peep the science that I hide in my tectryin` to neglect the depth of pride and respectEveytime you see the God, ya be dieing for repcrying for less, leave your hos eyeing & wetwhen I asked for some beats ya couldn`t find your cassettesso how the fuck you wanna go line for line with some vets?!Rhyme for a Lex, catch me even rhyme for sexmake heads bang, `till they`re bleeding out of their necksI`m probably the best, my sick terminology`s fleshAll that` let`s keep it real got me tired and vexedAs hard as it gets, the Concrete Messiahs`re nextWatch Edward Sizzerhand electrifying your sets, bet!I`m known to show love,despite my cold bloodlazy but crazy bizzy like Bone Thugtwist the dro bud, this bitch is so tuffbaby hit me crizzy and lick the whole nutfrom a baby to a juvenile been about cash moneyand if you ain`t got 5 on it you won`t get a pass from meI blast a strike & kill, that`s cause they like our steeleI keep a mug and be real on Cypress HillHad a westside connection since back thenask Dub C, I`m cold as Ice Cube with a Mack Tenand ya`ll claim ya`ll stars but ya`ll hardly peepedI`m a prodigy bringing the havoc and my Mobb DeepAllah spoken quotin` bars cigar smokingain`t swollen but the Giant`ll squash Hoganrepresent the seven like Lamar Odomcan`t say your weed is the bomb `till I start choking,so fuck the soldier, I`ll stick the leaderand I tell herbs to shut up like Trick & Trinalike Insane Martin Payne I throw dick to Ginalot of whips, not a trick, got a sick demeanorand shouts to all my unsigned niggasGet Dirty is the next to blow ya`ll don`t want rhyme niggassex is us, tecks is us fuck with famstress is us like Joe Black death is usseen niggas blow off the meat, next is usseen niggas fly off the roof and never mess with ushere roll that and catch the rushyou thorough niggas hold that and rap with us. What!!!Chorus: Repeat

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