Текст песни The Lox - So Right
The Lox - So Right слова песни
[Styles]Catch me in the dirt ??In the ?? porche burning outHead across seas, bout to turn it outComing back home to a furnish houseWe three deep, What?, and we ain`t get no sleepWe on the next flight, 25 a night, damn rightPlan is to keep the fam tightCopping the Vipe and I ain`t stopping at the lightCan`t see the dice, ice to brightHeard he with a pretty chick, you a idiotGet a record deal and not take it seriousPlan to make hits for a long periodHell of a living, shit being on televisionBall i`ma score everytime there`s an inningI once had had a mill and it`s just the beginningEverybody want a pool, I need an ocean to swim inChorus:[Kelly Price]?Your fault?, So right (so right)It makes me want more (it makes me want more)?Your fault?, So tight (so tight)You need an encore (give me an encore)[Sheek]yeah, yeah, yeah, what up, yo, hey yo, hey yoHey yo before I rock a show I pray to God in a huddleSheek laid back, you know I`m bout to bubbleAll ya`ll hate that, tryin to keep me in troubleWe take things serious, ya`ll do it for funCuz when we hit we stick like noodles when then doneInternational despite thee, Westcoast beefI blew it down on Keenen IvoryWayans, got the all with a grain for the painSo if we conflict you get all in yo brainYou gonna play this like little kids play hoolahoopFrom day til it`s dark with the fat man scoopNow you spook, you heard Lox about to dropPop the top, we got this in a can like PringleHeard one song, now you changing up your singleWhile I mingle, Sheek the black man gingleIn a club with two mommies, that`s bilangualChorus[Jadakiss]Yeah, wha?, wha?, yo yo yo yoNow what ya`ll think we here for? aight thenGet this money, keep it tightened, right whenAll ya`ll thought ya`ll was coming to get usCuz we lost B.I.G., but he still wit usFooled ya`ll ass, ya`ll tools don`t blastAll we do is make hot songs and use ya`ll cashI hang my plaques in the bathroomCuz I`m sill thinking bout making a hitWhile I`m taking a shitPlaya Haters be scraping the 6For no reason, that don`t even make no senseI`m happy they made them with bullet prrof glass tintsIf you want beef, see you at the Bad Boy cook outGet a new look out, pull your black book outWho you know pal for enough to distribute2.5 and that`s just the tributeAnything envolved with Benji`s we with thatWith the good comes the bad never forget thatChorus to fade