Текст песни Tung Twista - Ratatattat
Tung Twista - Ratatattat слова песни
[ lyrics taken from CD booklet ][ VERSE 1 ]Sucker wack vicks, I ratatattat tactics, givin em black kicksMufflin up the mic with funky black licksTricks, I be rippin em like hocus pocus, focus on the funk, geeTung be runnin away like a punk beRockin, droppin the funk of the manifestation that`ll be dopeScope the point of being wack? Nope, never & no-noA dancer like a go-go? Oh noMy lip be sort of kickin sort of funky like a hoboSucker, I`m like a hype hip-hop gangster gettin dumbInstead of shooting guns I shoot the tongueStyle Pacino, I`m gunnin em up controllin your casinoFunky like a wino, rhino-dyno like dinoComin around the corner cappin sucker ducks who be tryin to wreck mineBut my lyrical tongue is like a Tec-9, wastin emLook at me spillin juice, loose to chasin emCut them like tomatoes, then be tomat-pastin emFacin em, gun to tongue, let`s see who`ll win this gang memberI`m droppin em like a leaf in September to NovemberFroze in December, rock over October, so rememberWhen I shoot the Tec-9 tongue - timberRatatattat[ CHORUS ]RatatattatWhat`s the sound of a gatRatatattatWhat`s the sound of a gatRatatattatWhat`s the sound of a gatRatatattatShow em how the Tung smacksRatatattatShow em how the Tung smacksRatatattatShow em how the Tung smacksRatatattatShow em how the Tung smacksRatatattat[ VERSE 2 ]Prr-prrrr.. buck em downSucker ducks, comin to pluck em downHope the hip hype hip-hop horn struck em downClimbin, I`m never rhymin Simple like Simon but I`ma do what Simon saidHe told me to put that head to bedGivin an eyeful, funky rhythm of a tongue will stifleTrifle cause I pop the tongue like a rifleWatch the funky words pounceFrom my mouth watch 40 bounceCappin a sucker duck like a 40 ounceSome flows are wack, but as for me I cause a catastropheLike callin Allah God steppin to me is blasphemyI shoot the tongue like a machine gunKnow what I mean, son?A chunky spunky tongue if you ever seen oneCops, I give em props, they cap men, mostly black menMouth will pack, then smack em like a Mack-10Bop - another head flown like a frisbee, it is meThe clips from my lips could drop a GrizzlyHear me vick, I pack a kick for the ballistic, animalisticYou didn`t know my tongue was this quickCops that be cappin thinkin that be spunkyWatch I hit them with the lyric and then I`m cut em up with a funkyRatatattat[ CHORUS ][ VERSE 3 ]Poppin and poppin and poppin the flow of the hip hype hop rhythm I bust caps like I`ve been hittin false teeth with rapsRip your show apart, I know you got no heart to start, I flow artI got the style that even Humphrey couldn`t BogartSyllable serum, suckers hear come a style to smack a man And it be sort of like a smack of Jackie ChanI pop the funky gun of hip hop, I hop with hipsDroppin battle ships I put the automatic clips up into my lipsFunky like a drunk, I buck em like a hunterMy rifle will make em stifle like Edith BunkerSuckers I tag em, my rhythm`ll rag em, drag emThey felt the funky flow of the formula .44 MagnumMinimum against the maximum, cracks a maximusCharge tax and dust, thinkin about waxin usDJ Jihad will slice em like lardCheck out the funky cut, rocks god be gunnin em up like buckshotsCappin a brother if he come in a centimeterComin to drop the style of Tung and then I bet I`m gonna beat yaShootin like mi Uzi, I re-arrange a fella featureFilimeter, mi funky rhythm is like a 9 millimeterRatatattat[ CHORUS ]