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Текст песни The Lox - Dirty Ryders

The Lox - Dirty Ryders слова песни

[The Lox]Yeah, yeah, yeahWhat up Looch (What up, what up D-Block)We did it again shocks, no doubtYeah (It`s The Lox!) Still, ain`t nothin` changed (Still a ghost)It`s still a ghost baby (Come on, what`s up, yeah, yeah, yeah)You see me don`t say shit nigga (Grab ya burner and bust off)What (Uh huh, uh huh) yo, hey yo...[Sheek]You know that motherfucker Sheek Looch is a gladiatorLike Russell Crowe, with my heat in a rad-iatorI come through slow you out there I`m lettin` it goI got fire for ya ducks you want lissome droThat`s why I ain`t got mercy for pigsOff the roof, I let shit parachute to their wigs and their kidsI treat their face like I`m goin` to my safeTen to the left, six to the right (Ha ha)240 pounds and I ain`t tryin` to fightAnd they don`t make cuffs strong enough to lock me inAnd your vest ain`t thick enough to stop all tenThe sergeant be callin` up ya next-of-kinBut FUCK THAT my guns gotta speech problemThey stutter when they spitGo through you when they hitMy shit ain`t got no mannersChromed out sniper rifle with the tank bananas, uh uh[Hook: Jadakiss]Training day, you could hear the sirensAll the cops crooked like who you people jivin`Head shots, shoot between the eyesAnd bullets in the dome like all you cowards dyin`Knife work, stab you in the heart and the throatAnd we don`t leave till you gargle or chokeAnd we Black Mob, L-O-X guerilla niggasShow you how to kill a nigga, you ain`t got to feel a nigga[Styles]I love my niggas, why wouldn`t IDie for my motherfuckers, how couldn`t IWant a lot of things but it just ain`t affordableOnly thing that count when you die is what they thought of youKid comin` through with a clip full of cop killersBooted out something decentUp to light a blunt, wild out, and shoot it out with the precinctCops stay crooked, my niggas ain`t nice seeCause the block stay cookin` I`m coolin` it offWhen the pigs come through they medullas is offWhere I`m from dog you rude or you softIf you say you a killer niggas`ll ask you who did you offSo P keep this hustlin` upWhen it comes to these guns or these knives nigga I`m fuckin` you upAnd baby we can knuckle it upI`m always up for a brawlS-P and I done been through it all[Hook][Sheek]Hey yo, now I know you seen niggas with half a bodiesOn top of skateboards, the work of shottiesShit bags and all that, back to pottiesI ain`t a playa but my nine keeps em` hottiesAnd we don`t run when we hear [* Police Sirens *]I just hit em` off with cake so they give us a breakAnd let us know who rattin`I leave their bodies in the middle of ManhattanWhere Wall Street at, come on[Styles]I said all the cops hate us and they got a good reason toForty bricks a month, no account unbelievableHomicide here and there, bitches in pajamasHoldin` llamas in they dairy-air, playin the funWe the 3-5-4 boys, play if you oneAll they do is call the cop on usSee us in the hood they know we got the glocks on usPoppin` em` offNiggas call me the cab driver now I`m droppin em` off[Hook x2]

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