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Fat Joe & Dre feat. Eminem & Mary J. Blige Lord Above

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Текст песни Fat Joe & Dre feat. Eminem & Mary J. Blige Lord Above
Y’all hear my shit go, it’s Andre. Can yo punk ass come out to play?Stay in your little hole, then coward duck your headYou don’t know who you be fuckin with youse better off… deadIs what I say, best run the other wayIn case of physical breakdown… y'all can break nowMy kitchen full of heat, if you can’t take the tempMake yourself exemptPussy footin around don’t be gettin y’all nowhere but stuckNowhere to duck, pull his file, niggaz dieBy gettin blasted, how drasticThey got the nerve to ask me why I do the things I doI got the nerve to serve you up just like a waiter do, but naw (naw, naw)I take that back, that’s my problemTurnin and walkin away, this ain’t gon work when they be robbinAs long as Big Boi’s still livin, never standin by my lonesomeStep up nigga, if you want someAin’t no thang but a chicken wangWe havin a smoke out in the Dungeon with the Mary JaneIt’s just a pimps (players), Mack daddies (East Point)It’s all about that ses in yo chest (It's the joint)Well nigga, you softer than silicone, used to pump up titsIt’s that nigga down in the Dungeon with them playeristic hitsI’m quick to stop a sucka flow like menopause, it’s theOriginal ghetto bastard, so now I makes a switchI used to sell dope, but in 1994I’m makin SouthernplayalisticadillacmuzikBut see these voices in my skull has got me reminiscinAbout the days back when me mammy had to work in kitchensShe had me makin better grades to make a better lifeBut I never had no love or respect, cuz we gon be alrightI ran the streets and broke my curfew cuz I gave a shitI carried guns and butcher knives cuz I was steadily in the mix, yeahIt was so hard to say goodbye, I’m a man nowI’m at the end of my street, so it’s time to take my stand nowI call the wild because it’s time to take the streetsSo if you ain’t got the vertebrae, ya big enough nuts, retreatI’m ready to wet 'em up like cerealJust an international playa, comin through your stereo3−5-7 to your fo’head, there’ll be mo’deadcause I’ma pro, kidBut Lord forgive me, I gots to keep my Milli right Vi-near me My nine be doin fine until these niggaz wants to clear me off my streetBut in my hood hood, they hollerin ghettoDon’t got no neighbors, they hit the pipe and never let go But I feel for them like Chaka Khan feel for youAin’t shit that we can do but rest in peace, pour a brewOn the concrete, remember when we ran deepRemember at the party when we served them niggaz dandyThey know not to test us, test me, do me, try me Trippin with that drama, my Beretta’s right beside me One is in the air and one is the chamberY’all ask me what the fuck I’m doin, I’m releasin angerQuick to dodge danger, I’m takin it one dayAt a time, I got the fattest dimes around my wayYou can sway with Andre, I’ll take it to the Ho-Jo, bitchJust let you know, yeahIt’s on my friend, on the road again, I’m travelinNo more than 65 on 85 off in my CadillacI got that nigga Dre, he ridin shotgunAnd got my pump under my seat,in case these yougstas wanna have some funI’d do it if I have to,bustin caps with this a heat and load it clip up after clipI’m packin my gauge, if I feel it The glock, the gat, the nine, the heatersSee I be bustin caps like my amp be bustin speakersSo how do you figure that Big Boi be scared to blast ya You 'posed to be quickest draw, but man, I hail 'em faster1−2-3, you need to think about the futureBefore I shoot your ass and dilute your blood with leadFrom my hollow tips, I’ll send you to an early graveYou fuckin slave, you better try another wayTo take me out, is truly something difficultDon’t even run up on me, unless you want your brain brokeI’m out of bullets lettin loose my last clipI’ma kick you in your ass and your nigga gettin pistol whippedYou know that’s how I do, you know that’s how I do Yeah and it don’t stop and it don’t quit, to the motherfuckin.Organized Noize, PA, Goodie Mob, Big Gipp and all the niggazAround the East Pointe wayCollege Park is really on the mapWe comin around Atlanta and the niggaz are really strappedWith the muthafuckin guns and the motherfuckin glocksSteady is the gas nigga, don’t fear it and it don’t stop
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