Tytuł: Radio grunge

• Wykonawca: RZA
• Wyświetleń: 297

  
   [Intro: Beretta 9]
  car 36, 36, we got a situation in progress
  37 between 106th
  we got a possible homicide
  all cars, all cars, we got a situation down
  
  [RZA]
  Aiyo, toxi' off the grey goose, vodka, shots of hypnotic
  Ya'll bitches want beef, son, you got it
  Fresh off the bliz-knock, Bob Diz-noc
  Plex on the K.B., son, you get shiz-not
  Right in your hiz-ead, you'll be diz-ed
  Don't front on this nigga, I'mma from New York Ci-zey!
  Ya'll butter pec', make my nuts weak
  Have me walk around, talkin' backward with stutter speak
  Like tuh tuh tuh tuh tuh, buh buh buh buh
  Butter pec', make my nutter weak
  And ya'll crabs down south, you ain't got a clue
  How it feel to slip in that papi chino power u
  White Cadillac truck just high beamed us
  Mami look like she was Angie Martinez
  I don't espanol, I play imposter
  I was like "Mamacita, yah yah, que pasa?"
  And slip back to my casa
  She was like "Nigga! You sound like rasta!"
  I'm the ace in the decks...
  
  *girl speaking spanish*
  
  [RZA]
  I'm the ace in the deck, still casin' a Tec
  That filled with the taste of the lead, buck buck
  The bass and the treb', the space in the back
  Where chumps walk by, and they face get slapped
  I'm not known to talk a lot
  Sit on five whips, son, so I don't walk a lot
  Got ten chicks, so I don't hawk a lot
  Been around the world, but I love New York a lot
  Especially up in Bedstuy, with those crazy Cuffies
  Or in Fort Green, with those crazy Cuffies
  Ya'll floss like ya'll Jay-Z and Puffy's
  You get robbed, bucked down by a crazy Cuffie
  Bobby! Fuckin' the mics is my hobby
  Fuckin' the mics is my hobby
  
  [Outro: girl]
  Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby, Bobby