Текст песни Tha Alkaholiks - Bullshit
Tha Alkaholiks - Bullshit слова песни
Intro: j-ro(whooo! hah hah!) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah we kickin itUhh uhh uhh we kickin itYeah yeah we kickin it(whooo!) yeah yeah we kickin itYeah, cali in the houseHuh, uhh, fred in the houseCheck it out, bullshit!Verse one: j-roIm j-ro the man, Im gettin downI gets mo daps than h. rap brownI drive the hoes wild cause they love the way I talkYou cant drive me crazy cause Im close enough to walkI bust threes like terry tegall, get higher than a eagleYoure just a dirty pigeon, bsn bout religionI dont give a damn if you dont eat hamYou grab the microphone and reguse to slamI make a nigga scared to grab the mic behind meI kick shit so deep king neptune couldnt fine meYo, can I get a go j-ro? (go j-ro!) to let me know if I can flowI probably be doper if I smoked crack like youBut swift and tashll beat my ass until Im black and blueCause I aint with, no way out shitIm tired of this one-hittin played out shitSome niggaz rock like the liks... bullshit!Uhh, I hate big tits... bullshit!Well never make another hit... bullshit!I dont drink cause I quit... bullshit!Come on(whooo!) yeah yeah yeah yeahWe kickin it (hold up) we kickin itWe kickin itBaby youse my one and only... bullshit!Baby thats a true fact... bullshit!Uhh, I never leave ya lonely... bullshit!Yo, Ill call you right back... bullshit!Verse two: j-ro, king teeBaby dont take the blame youse a real cool dameBut now that I made you call my name you just dont look the sameFrom the middle of the bed I bang your head like a rock n rollerOn the way out, I smacked a nigga with my pistol-aWhen I met you I sure wishin aye towerYou hopped on my dank like there was no tomorrowAll I wanted was some sexin, now you want affectionDamn I hate to see your ass comin in my directionWait here, Ill be right back, Im goin to get a spliffYou know Im goin through your ass like emmitt smithWell oh snap! here goes a fashionThats incredible, with the styleThat I learned back as a younglin, wheres the beefDont sleep, I used to run around with the creepsAint no tellin, jack told helenAbout a lot of people so Im runnin for the borderAnd get me a taco, gin and sakoMom and pop yo, Im rockin this shit!Its not a plan I wrote the book called styleTaught the child how to stand when he pissBe a man, go fuck janThe white mans tan, bring back mc shanAnd I rhymed every word... bullshit!Wackest style you ever heard... bullshit!Outro:For the beats sake, rock on rock onFor the beats sake, rock on rock onAnd you go whoooo! grand groove, grand groove(alkaholiks yall, alkaholiks yall) uhh, take it back nowCause its fat now, thats how I bring it back nowWhoooo! grand groove grand grooveThis one dedicated, to all the motherfuckers out thereBullshittinThis wonderful bullshit how would you make a recordBullshit!I dont smoke no bullshit!I dont drink no bullshit!I dont fuck no bullshit!This one goes out to the p-townAnd all over, yeah baby, yeah baby, compton babyEverybody in the houseAnd we out... alkaholiks...