Текст, перевод и аккорды “Get Up Get Down”
- [Featuring Malika Shorty Leek Ratt PS Ras Kass WC] Verse One: Malika Steppin up out the shadows I comes equipped to wreck Hold up just a sec Coolio I'm on deck (Malika) Yeap the diction is on point Causin friction when I flex up the jaw to hit the joint That can actually give a blood mob like Gotti Like the body cool keep the strap up by the naughties Niggie trippin why you beam us I don't step up with no bullshit See that there it's clip for this stickup on the hip Peep the correct way to get your pimp on Let me hit the bong oh and my mind's quite strong Wreck it nice and proper if it's on I'm finsta to stop her If I'm swingin for the knockout, best believe I'm fits to drop her Ninety-five's on poppin, representin I keep stompin Throw up my fists just like this when I'm mobbin Verse Two: Shorty I killed the last, killed the ass, with my ninety-five drive I'm deep like Denzel with my Crimson Tide, nigga Like Chaka Khan, I tell you something good I'm Hi-C like Spike Lee within Tales From the Hood You need it, I'll feed it, baby check the size Have you Goin' Down like Mary J. Blige When it's poppin like this, you can't be a coward Shorty freaks fuckin beats like Adina Howard My squad is hard, with players, and hustlers No toleration, for fakers and busters Fuckin with me with all honesty You get bombed rap songs comin constantly Bumpin G-15's, Westside scene Killin the competition, while making a fuckin green So ring, around the rosie, and mosey to the Rosie And I want you to know G Chorus: We bust and cuss and kick up dust Don't none of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us So what's the time? It's time to get real Why you bust your rhyme? Cause I got skills We bust and cuss and kick up dust Don't none of y'all niggaz want to fuck with us So what's the time? It's time to get real Why you bust your rhyme? Cause that's how I bail Verse Three: Leek Ratt (of 40 Thevz) Watch me, swallow this nickel and shit five pennies I'm the loc'est of them all though the rat is kinda skinny How many linny and squidgy think they can see me? I'm from Compton where even in the summer niggaz wear beanies Bustin lyrics sharper than razor blades catch it from head to toe if you're shocked, then amazed, when you see me at my stage show For my stage show beat em up 40 Thevz gettin busy rockin coast to coast Dogs the most rap the hoes then rocks em up Givin it up for hip-hop vicitims how should I drop em and then pop em for poppin like to get what I got, and I ain't got a whole lot of nuthin cuz I been ruffin and scuffin so give it up when I'm bustin or get to duckin cuz I ain't given em nuthin Fools can't get none, so fuck em! Verse Four: PS Let me rock the motherfuckin mic Smoke a whole stick of dynamite, then fight all night I got jabs like a welterweight champion The pocket-pincher purse-snatcher pistol-packin quick to get it crackin Went from jackin to rappin to runnin with a pack of mad men Pull a trick out my sleeve like Aladdin Some fool tried to play me for a punk I had to have him like lunch or dinner, he's just a beginner Fuckin with a winner, number one contender top dog Head nigga in charge runnin with a group of hogs 40 Thevz, MAAD Circle, Cat, and Crowbar Best to put your daughter Wack ass rappers get tossed up Trying to come in here with that garbage My crew see the dopest and the hardest So clear the path or get your punk ass Bogart-ed Chorus 1/2 Verse Five: Ras Kass I peep game and get recognized, buyin all the hard liquor toothpick and beedy-dyin Bitch you got dealt, peeled your cap the other way like a reversible Louis-Vitton Gucci belt And ain't nothin crackin For them niggaz steppin up with the funk I'm packin Tinactin Cause I be earnin stripes in tight bunches All the homies carry nines I carry rhymes in sucker punches What? Tootsie, my knees don't bend Just like that actor Hoffman I be Dustin off men often Jaywalkin over your coffin with an eleven shot loss and John wrecked that Austin won't soften you're lost and see arson, to exterminate the flyest nigga like Orkin Stalkin lofts men to New York and in between so take caution, leave the flossin for dental hygeine Mental plus my gene equals nasty young bastard The raps be lung mastered takin vinyl's virginity Coincidentally I run shit like Walter Payton Niggaz player hatin cause I spoke like a Dayton I kick the bass like Ron Carter at the Carter when C and B came strollin Blowin niggaz up like when Mookie's stupid ass got caught smokin Figure, your stigma is lack of enigma So bitch-ass niggaz better step, like the Delta Sigma Thetas Verse Six: Coolio We don't give a fuck, fools better duck
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