That's How... — D-12: текст песни

{stanzas are rapped by these D-12 artists in this order} 01. Kuniva, 02. Proof, 03. Kon Artis, 04. Swift 05. Kuniva, 06. Proof, 07. Kon Artis, 08. Swift 09. Kuniva, 10. Proof, 11. Kon Artis, 12. Bizarre 13. Kuniva, 14. Proof, 15. Kon Artis, 16. Swift

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Yo, if you a loudmouth, tryin to wild out And we see just how you layin and we peeped yo' style out (You a punk!) When you chillin out in front of your truck and get stuck

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No love at home with your kinfolk And the world just keep fuckin with your mental And all these kids makin fun of your trenchcoat

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Hatin on us but you come to our show (Fuck them niggaz) I crowd surf and you let me go (Oh no!) Whup yo' ass when I get off the flo', just so you know doe

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When the police pull you over and shit Then find ganja, now every month they checkin on yo' piss They gettin mad cuz you ain't come back since, and now they sweatin you

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When your mans hook you up with a bitch over the phone and when you see her she ugly as shit (god damn!) Now at the end of date she want a kiss, AND some dick

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Sayin we not a real crew with a lot of skill And only one nigga in our crew make the dollar bills Y'all fools just mad cause y'all ain't got a deal

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(We gon' rob this bank) but you roll with punks Manager tripped the alarm and you all get stuck Cops got AK's, y'all only got pumps - that shit's just dumb

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When yo' ass wanna walk in a club Instead of tellin you to wait, the nigga wanna push and shove (Move!) Then get trampled from the niggaz you brung, so move over

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Yo, ha, when you get your guns out of the stash And gather all your homies up to go and shoot up a pad Soon as you finish y'all run out of gas - you better haul ass

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Mixin weed with the brew, ecstasy and Kahlua Gasoline fumes, nitrous balloons Acid tab-lets and the magic mushrooms

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(Hey I like your records) but my album ain't dropped (Dr. Dre's my favorite) bitch get off his jock Got a backstage pass and I need to get off; wanna meet da-d-Doc

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Drop out of school, take drugs and molest sluts Got your girlfriend suckin on my left nut Your parents don't like me, but guess what?

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Chokin your wife all in front of your peeps (bitch!) She toss a brick through the window of your Jeep Get back together by the end of the week, that's so sweet

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Invite a hoe to your house while your bitch is out Now you got your dick all up in her fuckin mouth Pull it out and then you bust off on her favorite blouse

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Steal cars, wreck bars, get fucked up beyond recognition walk in tipsy clubs like we stars Our mission every day is just to smoke bongs and fuck bitches in thongs

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When your life wasn't raised up right Then see your mother comin home with different niggaz every night And then you run into the one you don't like; so get the FUCK lost

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