Текст песни Swizz Beatz f Mashonda, Shyne - Shyne
Swizz Beatz f Mashonda, Shyne - Shyne слова песни
* second single from new album due 7/16/02; corrections to the typist[Shyne](Swizz Beatz sings/ad-libs throughout song)All right...Swizz, PoRespect our gangsta, niggaLay downWhat you know `bout rollin` out?Big Tec, big vest, hollow tips all up in that kid neckPo live it up, yellow stones lit it upLong John sickest tell, it`s the kid, nigga what?Some of y`all rap niggas is girlsHold my dick, gappin` and flappin`Fuckin` cartoonsThese niggas guns don`t go off until they say, "Lights, camera, action!"Yo Swizz, tell them niggas, "Eat a dick"Gun up in your face bitch, that way we don`t missUnload the shit, then reload the shitHead straight to the airport and unload some bricksNo lie, you niggas see me comin` down the streetsYou`d think I was flyin`, 12 cylindersBrooklyn is mine nigga, move overYeah I`m talkin` to you - fuckin` dick blower[Chorus - Shyne](Mashonda)For all of y`all keepin` y`all in healthJust to see you wild and enjoy yourselfCause it`s cool when you fuckin` with a nigga like meCool when you ridin` with a nigga like meTo all my Marla Mable bitches just (shine)To all my niggas keep it gully just (shine)To all the ghettos in America (shine)I`ma keep it gangsta till I die nigga (shine)Check it, aiyyoAll I need in this world of sinIs a crooked lawyer, big rims, and a Mac 10Ridin` through the city like I`m used to this shitFuck ya vest nigga, my shells go true to that shitCatch ya breath, you ain`t heard about that nigga Po?Murder cases, downin` faces, Manhat` lowLeavin` pieces of your brain on your car do`Lookin` gully in that Bent or that R-OL-L, see you niggas in hellSoon as they set my bail, I make another saleShit, I set my mind at an early ageI was either gon` be paid or an early graveWhat the fuck? I got to have -Blocks to smash, lots of cash, drops and assThis is the truth, I probably die in my coupeBut I bet you only bitches come to get me and shoot[Chorus]I got my mind on this shipment, shipment on my mindBout to meet these Dominican niggas at 9Rhyme, rap - the fuck is that?Only thing I wrap is yea nigga, dyed todayY`all got me confused, I ain`t tryin` to fill nobody`s shoesI`m just lookin` for connects nigga, doin` what I doBack against the wall, against all oddsTune in to my life nigga, this shit is sicker than OzFightin` against them crackers, plus them killers getting at usNowhere to run, so I grab my gunAnd start blazin`, this shit got a nigga agein`I`ma die a gangsta nigga, ain`t no changin`A G faithfully, mama pray for meYo nigga, go to school, stay away from meGot horse for you hustlers, bullets for you cowardsAnd dick for you bitches, up in the Trump Tower[Chorus - till fade]