Текст песни W.C., Dre`sta, Young Shane - Thicker Than Water O.S.T.
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[W.C.]Uh, dat`s riir, niir!Back once again, it`s Dub C: the shadiestIntroducing ya`ll to the newest members of my clique: Young Shane, wit Young Hogs, Dre`sta the Gangstaand we are: Bandana Swangin` Productions (Yo, Toones!)Can you feel this realness? Nothin` can save yaFrom the school full of big tails, Dickies and Ben DavisThe one and only witta chrome pistoleFor those who don`t know me: Bandana Swangin` ParoleDub witta capital 3rd letterDown for whatever, whenever takin` the berettas to bangin` for cheddarForever bailin` in my overalls and work- (?)Breakin` jawsDre`sta the Gangsta, Dub C and the Young Hogs[Young Shane]It`s the young Desperado! My model is to bang foe the hood, bring the pain foe the hood, cuz it`s all tooted goodOn the reala, a young killa, a young thrilla, mashin`the enemy goes down for (?) scrillaTo whom it may concern: fool, I need a "Burn" like MilitiaAll ridas creepin` about to getchaIt`s the same, loc, don`t get it twisted when I bail throughOne Bandana Swangin` wit bottles on both sidesChorus:Survival of the fittest and we wit thisWho wanna witness? All my rides wit hustle handle their business (?) Survival of the fittest and we wit thisWho wanna witness? All my ladies wit hustle handle their business (?) Survival of the fittest and we wit thisWho wanna witness? Real rides, be wise and handle your businessSurvival of the fittest and we wit thisWho wanna witness? Bandana Swangin` [be bangin` and bringin` their business][Dre`sta]Mic check, 1, 2, what you bustas wan` do or gon` do?Now that real rides are upon you. I warned you and alarmed you!The bandanas will be swangin` when we swarm through, was born to![Cap to make the minds of all remainin` (?)] Make these girls and the thugs in the club dance.Dre`sta the Gangsta makin` you bang your head and bounceShout from the West to East, Midwest and Dirty South!Dub C, my niir, yeahYoung Hogs born to thug wit me and Muggs and Green Bug California Love, homie (?) chases only, women upon me, never phony, get it lonely, you can ride upon meLyrically fictive (?) be the loc`est whack rappers claiming` dat they`re the dopestWhen hopeless brothers be the brokestSaddest song dat you ever heardShinin some light on all you bustas like the Ghetto bird!And that`s (?)Chorus:[W.C.]Ugh! Ah, Good Evening! Do not attempt to adjust your radio!Ain`t nuttin` wrong, we have taken control to bring you the special show:Bandana Swangin`! Who me? Huh, I`m known as Dub C alias the shadiest one.Ey, Dre`sta, what you got?[Dre`sta]I got a slug foe every mug dat wanna look at me evilAnd got a clutch foe all fake thugs and scandalous people. If you test Dre it`s suicide. Lyrical drive by Makin` sure you suckas die. Only ya bye-bye (?) And the moves (?) of the 5-0 got rappers studyAnd us gangstas like revival since my arrival.And roll wit hogs dat get it`s on, raw and ball till we fallAnd revolve all broads to (??)[W.C.]From the land of the scandalous, sho dogs and locsI represent the chronic (?) and smashes of gun smoke.For this box Regal to Martinis (?) sippers on a do low3 time felons, double eye for [strinkin` pulo (?)], you knowThe shadiest, shadiest wanted ‘em all but callDub C the Ghetto manifesto, still standin` tallBandana Swangin` till the wheels fall offAnd all my momma bear the realest niirs to ever lay ya`ll Chorus: [2x]