Tytuł: The drop off

• Wykonawca: RZA
• Wyświetleń: 245

  
   [Intro: Daddy-O (RZA)]
  Yo, yo, yo, yo Bobby
  What up, what up? I can't really hear you
  Aiyo, I left ten pounds in the trunk and I gave Sha' ten
  make sure he drops them shits off
  I'm on my way back to Mexico, to pick up another hundred
  (What up?) Can you hear me? can you hear me? (Uh-huh)
  Yo make the drop off, don't forget man!
  
  [ShaCronz]
  I got niggaz on the block, block
  niggaz with them gats, gats
  Niggaz on the strip, strip
  Puffin' them packs, packs
  To my workers that stays sharp like razors
  play my part and blaze it, we braveheart with paper
  My niggaz got that Dutch, Dutch
  niggaz got that black, black
  Niggaz got a bitch, bitch, head in they lap, lap
  My team ain't wit' it, we dreamed and did it
  Leaned and pivot, schemed for digits
  Everything you seen, we lived it
  Nigga front then we get at duke
  Dick hard like statues go to hole like Shaq do
  Cut you like a cantelope
  Like Iverson the truth and the answer
  I'm the poison and the antidote
  Don't care if the bitch cute, we don't sex raw
  We play the corners like the castles on a chess board
  Up in the Lex 4, drinkin' a Beck's boy
  Shoppin' in the best stores, I'm the nigga to check for
  
  [Hook: Freemurder]
  Wanna spend our cheese, smoke all our weed
  No tattoo on titties, sayin' F-R-E
  And my nigga Crizzee baby, and my nigga Digi baby
  Wanna spend our cheese, smoke all our weed
  No tattoo on titties, sayin' Bob Digi
  or ShaCrizzee baby, or Lil' Frizzee baby
  
  [Interlude: girl (RZA)]
  *moaning*
  Bobby stop!
  Bobby *sirens* the cops is comin
  *moans*
  (That shit is tight girl)
  *cops: "hey you!"
  *moans*
  (Fuck that mothafucka, you know how I do)
  *sirens*
  *moans*
  *car speeding off*
  
  [RZA]
  Up in the drop-top Boxter headin' the opposite
  direction of the cop inside the chopper
  I got the tall Grey Goose vodka
  this bitch on my side, with no panties, finger pop her
  Ten pounds of skunk up in the front trunk
  Bird like hittin' a blunt, about to cum, and I'm pinchin' her cunt *girl moans*
  Ninety miles per hour I'm like "Fuck these punks!"
  It's the land of the free son, you only live once
  You a smart motherfucker or stupid dunce?
  Music blastin', she orgasm like a singer
  Sweet, wet pussy got all over my fingers
  Now I'm sniffin' my hand, all sippin' the plan
  Got the pedal to the floor, goin' swift as I can
  Hit the exit, chk-chk-chuh, make the left quick
  Hit the garage and slip inside the Lexus
  I got many whips, many clips, many chicks
  and my dick's been sucked by many lips
  Many tips, or many Vicks, many sticks
  and love to fuck with plenty chips
  
  [Girl]
  He got many whips, many clips, many chicks
  and his dick's been sucked by many lips
  Many tips, or many Vicks, many sticks
  and love to fuck with plenty chips
  
  [Hook]