Текст песни The Diplomats f DMX - What`s Really Good
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[Cam`Ron]Uh, Uh YeahWe back in the fucking buildingDiplomats, Young Guru, Jim Jones, Santana, FreakyCame in second halfShit man, only thing we really wanna know right now isWhat? Is what`s really good? That`s the question[Cam`Ron]Suicide sickness, child negligenceHomicide fingerprints, wild evidence (But what?)But thou shall, respect me bloa, bloaClap, clap, pow, pow, bow down, niggaBe in Columbus never seen Bow Wow (Nope)We big dogs, all on the chow downChow, and Mr. Giles lay backSantana locked up, get `em out ASAPAight, now boy, not tonightI where a bomb to the court like it`s a ice whiteI`m real ice right, still in the hoodBut the question for y`all is(DMX) What`s Really Good?(Cam) Nothing, see me on 55th, black scooped it upA-k activated, act stupid, one did act stupidMac had to move it, from the hood like(DMX) What`s really good?(Cam) I had to lay `em down, clip him up, sprayed aroundSplit him up, he played the ground, leave, nine stayed aroundOutlaw on the street, shot four from the threeSouthpaw Portuguese (What`s Really Good?)[Chorus: Cam`Ron] + (DMX)To all my ladies, ghetto to ghettoHeals, sneakers, slipper stilettos, helloDiplomats are coming to your hoodAnd we wanna know (What`s really good?)All my niggaz, block for blockRock for rock, top for topTop a top, stash your clocks under the hoodAnd niggaz wanna know (What`s really good?)[Jim Jones]Okay I admitI mean they said I was trippin` had to re-edit the spin44 lead when I`m spittingShots to the head of my victimsBig deserts we grippin` to dry out, you in the desert is slippin`They go through extreme measures to get `emThem chains and them treasures the glisteningYou got three hideouts, a bed in the systemMy brethren I miss themSo please tell me y`all(DMX) What`s really good?(J.Jones) Top of the drop when it`s missingMY block when it`s clickin`, these rocks when they glistening(DMX) What`s really good?(J.Jones) 145th on this crunk, big 45th in my trunkBig gouty wrists on you chumpsMostly me and sometimes themBut mostly me, oh shit man, that`s one time themSqually, so through your set up pleaseAnd let me know if you really goodAnd let me know if you really hood[Chorus][Cam`Ron]I like this beat, drums and bellsRemind me of bullets, bodies, guns and shellsI don`t talk the verse, Polly wanna crackerWhen she on the stand, you probably wanna smack herProbably wanna clap her, end your day properlyAir the shit out like the end of State PropertyNo run away robber, gunner stay half of me the end I see prophecy(DMX) What`s Really Good?I`m in the buggy mon`, with the Rugby onAir Force Ones, looking like Lucky CharmsLotta dudes, yelling out "Fuck me, uh?"I`ll blow this bitch dog, what the fuck we on[Juelz Santana]It`s Santana, I`m straight out the box homeyStraight to the stoop, straight to the booth when I stepped out the box homeyI still got the sun of the box on meGrimy clothes, funky arms, my socks dirtyI told you I can count on my boyI`m in trouble, needed bail money, dialed on my boyShit, and just when I thought it was getting worstI was bailed out scot-free, spittin` this verse, uh-huhYou don`t sit in the dirt, clips`ll disperse(Dmx) What`s Really Good(Santana) ME MOTHERFUCKER!!!Don`t play with this, I`m so great at thisSantana, bandana, release the eight a spit (COME ON...)[Chorus]