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Текст песни Sway and King Tech f Dirty Unit - Clientele

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**The lines in () are a sample from Nas**[Intro](The mic is contacted I attract clientele)(The mic is contacted I attract clientele)(The mic is contacted I attract clientele)(The mic is contacted I attract clientele)(The mic is contacted I attract clientele)(The mic is contacted I attract clientele)(The mic is contacted I attract clientele)What`s up my niggas?(The mic is contacted I attract clientele)How y`all feelin?(The mic is contacted I attract clientele)Check it outYo(The mic is contacted I attract clientele)[Verse 1]YoNiggaz need ta quit it actin` like they bettaBefore I wear em out like a fitta wit a matchin sweaterPlus I`m wantin shoes, I`m runnin through cools wit cheddarMakin em crack like leatha unda tha rainy weatherY`all best ta get it together before you step into Dirty`s domainThis cold game got you switchin identities and code namesI went from enough ta mo game, growin like rogaineKeepin my face posted up in dope framesI throw flames then I tame em like a firemanAnd put a grip on this industry like supplies canY`all don`t understand I`m a wiser man wit a hot handThat`ll drop and permantally put you on a Kaizer planStretch you out in a stretcher for thinkin why meI`m thinkin why these why me didn`t know where tha poison is like IVIt`s drive ta handle hands like Allan IvryHand in tha B-ball`s, even though tha odds be ivoryI`m lethal, I put holes in all types of people>From asian ta caucasian, I`m dazin em wit no sequelNo one is equal ta tha 3, that`s a pityJust stay on your matress packs and watch us on Rap City[Chorus]Ice man spit gold, bullets, and diamond shells(The mic is contacted I attract clentele)Contagous tha MC, ill it in sickle-cell(The mic is contacted I attract clentele)Pronoun`ll lock it down so MC`s can`t post bail(The mic is contacted I attract clentele)Dirty pop rounds and stomp grounds where lions dwell(The mic is contacted I attract clentele)[Verse 2]YoWhat?I`m an assasin blastin, brothas talkin out they assAnd flashin a .45 colt to yo throat, leave in yo casketRockin mo ice aspen, diamonds tha size of asprinsWalk wit a Dirty limp, I talk wit tha Dirty accentWay my rhymes a touch ya like sexual harrasement50 percent violation and 50 percent on cashmenFaster than Nascar, pull like a tow guardI flow hard, chargin by tha minute like a phone cardDisquinshed gentlemen, sweatin brothas like penaltintsSmokin middle tin, blackin mouths, clockin benjaminsRockin timbalands, lockin down tha dirty premesisesCake time is unlimited, from championships ta scrimagesSo fly, we defy tha laws of gravityAnatomy of a king so u can crown me like cavityNigga that`s Pronoun, Dirty Unit historicalI answer to nobody, keep questions rhetoricalWit mo action, whippin ass like Joe JacksonIf you see it contain jus, remain tha future attractionMain event offense, you can`t contain tha preventConcrete for a line of defense that`s hard as cement[Chorus]Ice man spit gold, bullets, and diamond shells(The mic is contacted I attract clentele)Contagous tha MC, ill it in sickle-cell(The mic is contacted I attract clentele)Pronoun`ll lock it down so MC`s can`t post bail(The mic is contacted I attract clentele)Dirty pop rounds and stomp grounds where lions dwell(The mic is contacted I attract clentele)[Verse 3]I rip tha mic wit tha force of a black hole on a intergaltic plateauTha rhymin weapon, spittin faster than bullet shadowsI smack clones, divorcin my thoughts wit cracked bonesAnd when I rhyme I give more lines than tapped phonesDamage ya beach, burnin tracks wit flamable speechTha rappin atangable beast with animal teethBattlin me is like goin to hell askin for heatCause I`m rougha than leatha and tougha than african feetWalkin these scandolous streets like an evangelist priestKeepin it heated like Cool J and Canibus beefI rip your vocal cords, put a body in every morgueWit heavy metaphors hittin harda than every GeorgeI hurt you perpatrators wit fire ta burn you hatasI`m bigga than Pun, wit more guns than a terminatorTha astronaut, spittin more watts than a MagnavoxWit more data in my memory bank than a MacintoshI`m so ill I could take a bath in hot lavaAnd not even botha ta break a sweat, you facin deathGoin against Dirty Unit, Sway and Tech, tha world famousColaboration break your necks[Chorus]Ice man spit gold, bullets, and diamond shells(The mic is contacted I attract clentele)Contagous tha MC, ill it in sickle-cell(The mic is contacted I attract clentele)Pronoun`ll lock it down so MC`s can`t post bail(The mic is contacted I attract clentele)Dirty pop rounds and stomp grounds where lions dwell(The mic is contacted I attract clentele)

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