Letra de The Rapsody Feat Warren G & Sissel - Prince Igor - Lo Mejor De 100% Black
Letra de canci�n de The Rapsody Feat Warren G & Sissel - Prince Igor de Lo Mejor De 100% Black lyrics
Warren G. top dog
patrollin the beach
riggers say they hard as bricks
but they soft as a peach
clambin the G of all G�s
please
I come blowin through like the breeze
sittin on threes
Post it coast it mash it down
Pacific coasting in the bomb chrome rims
black on black Yukon
with nuts hangin� from the city
Where the bangers be changin
it don�t seem like shit is changin
I hollered at a homey the other day
G�d up at the park
sippin Alisah
One of the homies took a beatin
So now we�ll start be a gang
checking at the meetin
life cycles repeatin
it�s just another sunset fall and see
I can hear the homies that pass
calling me
and you know what I discover
what they keep sayin
keep your mind and your money
motherfuckers
and shake busters
Uletaj na kryl�jach vetra
Ty v kraj rodnoj, rodnaja pesnma nasa
Tuda gde my lebja svobodno peli
Gde bylo tak privol�no nam s�toboju
have you ever sold millions
but yet you niggers persist to talk shit
get off my dick
ya never catch me slippin
rollin with the heat
slap the clippin
I never thought the world
would start trippin
my life�s a trip though
hit the cripto
blow the whistle
they think I bang
so I pack a pistol
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Warren to the G is a G
I don�t fuck with you nigger
so don�t fuck with me
let�s ride to the East Side
slide like a fo
I pack a 44
When I�m steppin out dough
to the bang to the boogie
if I speak then I spoke
Warren G you do it every time
till ya low
get the party lit
like blazin smoke
the East side of the beach
west side of the coast
you know the Niggers that arrive
with hogs
attack dogs
to say niggers are down to die
with motherfucker
Chorus
Who�s the man
I been from London to Japan
stomp land to land
and to the Egyptian sands
you can�t check me
disrespect me
ya mock me up
with the bass bumpin out my truck
and all these police tryin to lock me up
money rules the world
and I made the loot
so don�t make me shoot
cause tryin to mash�ll get you down
every time
I ain�t trying to hurt nobody
But I�m down for mine
Biatch
money over power
power over money
money over power
Chorus
patrollin the beach
riggers say they hard as bricks
but they soft as a peach
clambin the G of all G�s
please
I come blowin through like the breeze
sittin on threes
Post it coast it mash it down
Pacific coasting in the bomb chrome rims
black on black Yukon
with nuts hangin� from the city
Where the bangers be changin
it don�t seem like shit is changin
I hollered at a homey the other day
G�d up at the park
sippin Alisah
One of the homies took a beatin
So now we�ll start be a gang
checking at the meetin
life cycles repeatin
it�s just another sunset fall and see
I can hear the homies that pass
calling me
and you know what I discover
what they keep sayin
keep your mind and your money
motherfuckers
and shake busters
Uletaj na kryl�jach vetra
Ty v kraj rodnoj, rodnaja pesnma nasa
Tuda gde my lebja svobodno peli
Gde bylo tak privol�no nam s�toboju
have you ever sold millions
but yet you niggers persist to talk shit
get off my dick
ya never catch me slippin
rollin with the heat
slap the clippin
I never thought the world
would start trippin
my life�s a trip though
hit the cripto
blow the whistle
they think I bang
so I pack a pistol
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/the-rapsody-feat-warren-g-y-sissel---prince-igor-lo-mejor-de-100--black.php
Warren to the G is a G
I don�t fuck with you nigger
so don�t fuck with me
let�s ride to the East Side
slide like a fo
I pack a 44
When I�m steppin out dough
to the bang to the boogie
if I speak then I spoke
Warren G you do it every time
till ya low
get the party lit
like blazin smoke
the East side of the beach
west side of the coast
you know the Niggers that arrive
with hogs
attack dogs
to say niggers are down to die
with motherfucker
Chorus
Who�s the man
I been from London to Japan
stomp land to land
and to the Egyptian sands
you can�t check me
disrespect me
ya mock me up
with the bass bumpin out my truck
and all these police tryin to lock me up
money rules the world
and I made the loot
so don�t make me shoot
cause tryin to mash�ll get you down
every time
I ain�t trying to hurt nobody
But I�m down for mine
Biatch
money over power
power over money
money over power
Chorus