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Tytuł: Intro

  • Wykonawca: Da Brat
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   feat. Millie Jackson,Twista
  
  [Millie Jackson]
  BuckWIIIILD outrageous do what you feel like doin
  til a motherfucker know when you don't feel like screwin
  I did it, you do it, break the ties that bound
  Keep a motherfucker off you, keep your feet on the ground
  HEYYY! FUCK YOU if you can't go for that
  And a double fuck you from Da Brat-a-tat-tat
  Let it +ALL+ hang loose, never feelin afflicted!
  Go for what you want and it's called.. Unrestricted
  
  [Twista]
  May the Lord be my witness
  From the "Funk" to the "Tantrum" now "Unrestricted"
  The K-Town bitch too weak
  In Chi-villain they be killin every mark in the district
  Can y'all skill match it?
  Right I kill Patrick from the six-oh-six-fo'-fo'
  Got hit cause ya clip so slow
  Motherfuckers can't do shit with "So So"
  Shine like a twenty inch Mo-Mo
  for the Navi' on top of them dub's
  Hit me in the mug, and deliver the bud
  Now you talkin bout my gul
  Terror for the millenium, straight fuckin up anyone
  (hah, anyone.. ssshit) Steady bust like a semi gun
  Murderin over any drum; comin out from the dark
  Here to let you know here she come
  
  [Da Brat]
  Can't nobody do what I done
  Niggaz and bitches think they run
  Fin' ta throw another one of my "Tantrums" redrum
  And the six-oh-six-fo'-fo' is where I'm from
  Callin on my nigga Twista to set this shit off
  Two of the best motherfuckers on the Westside
  if I need to relieve stress I get high
  This the introduction - Unrestricted is how I bust in
  Like a blow to the dome and a severe concussion, shock a hoe
  And niggaz can talk about me, all they want
  cause I'ma bad bitch
  and I'ma continue to be that, til I'm gone
  
  [Twista]
  Shit, babygirl you ain't even gotta hurt em like that
  Commit a murder like that
  Let off like a asskick and serve a hype track
  Hit the world like volcanos,
  earthquakes, bombs, thunder and lightnin
  No wonder it's frightening
  Hoes might as well not come out of hiding
  Could you really be about to crush em
  Dustin em off like Hoffman and hush em
  Feel the repercussions of a girl
  from a place where that gangsterin and hustlin
  ballin and bustin so lie low
  Dodge low from my Chi flow
  We smokin up five-oh
  and work thirty calories off like Tae-Bo
  In the middle of the function flossin
  with a grip no script but "Legit Ballin"
  Better go on with the shit talkin
  I create corpses for caskets and coffins
  Niggaz don't want Twista to spit
  I kick that Mobtastic shit
  Introduction for a raw and sometimes psychotic bitch
  
  [Millie Jackson]
  Oh +I'M+ the befo', but Da Brat is the after
  We pimpslap lame bitches just for the laughter
  All or nothin, never a fraction
  Yeah, you got it.. motherfuckin Mil-lie Jackson
  You BITCHES!
  .. You BITCHES!