Текст, перевод и аккорды “That's That Shit”
- One, one, one, one, one. One, hear I go, mic check, here I go, mic check. One, one, one, one, one. That's that shit, that's that shit nigga, that's that shit. (That's that shit) Ya'll smell that shit? That's that shit. That's the reason the bitches be trying to get the worm out the zipper That's the reason niggas gon' have to learn that I'm the ripper I scrape off crumbs and turn 'em into nickels Bounce 'em into dimes and turn 'em into flippers And I can't come around, like you do your rhyme, cause I'm different You can't make your shit sound like mine cause it isn't I run whether it's top of the line, get your mind right nigga Murder was the case cause I shine at night nigga The man with the braids in his hair, two tounged live nigga Let him fire nigga, I ride with five niggas Live from the west, bring it back home Ducked off in the Burnerville, blowing up the zone Strollin', cutting up on my cell phone Hundred miles per hour in the wind and I'm gone Watch them jails find the twenty inch wheels twirls Hoes hatin' in the back, fuck 'em girl I stand up like a pitch, swing the big dick Take a picture, feet stickin' like scotch tape bitch I swear to God I'll fuck over yay yay Have you sitting on your porch, gettin' pushed in your rocking chair I know you hear it, I know you hear it, I know you hear it That's that shit nigga I know you smell it, I know you smell it, I know you smell it That's that shit nigga I know you feel it, I know you feel it, I know you feel it That's that shit nigga I know you scared, I know you scared, I know you scared I come in the bitch to put my two cents on a two inch I'm tearing down the fuckin' building and the blue prints, any sign of intrudence Tear your ass down, make that ass look foolish Raise your hand and talk to the teacher, no, students, students I like to sing a about the boota and the tooters Smoke the purple bubble gum, merge crazy blue vooda Ya'll past tense, I'm the black prince ruler Sharp shooter, I'm chopatula, to talula Point black bitch, gone, gone Full blast turning up the water all the way on Hi, my name is, Mystikal I handle my business, deliver my lyrics ever since I hit the door When I come around in this muthafucka your arms fall off You can't touch me, your jaw broke, you can't say nothing Fuck around and let my second wind kick in I better be makin' it sound like the booty that the dick went in That's that shit, that's that shit nigga Yeah, that's that shit Yeah, that's that shit nigga Yeah that's that shit Yeah, that's that shit nigga Yeah, I know you smell it, (I know you smell it) I know you smell it, that's that shit nigga I know you feel it, I know you feel it, I know you feel it That's that shit nigga I know you hear it, I know you hear it, I know you hear it That's that shit nigga Is you scared, is you scared, is you scared Cause that's that shit nigga I got that shit. That's that shit nigga. I keep that shit. I own that shit. That's my shit. Bitch, that's my shit. Uh, fucks wrong with you nigga? Bitch. Get the fuck off.
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