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"Method Man & Redman"
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жанры: rap, hip-hop
альбомы: Black Out
We All Rite Cha
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Method Man & Redman
жанры: rap, hip-hop
альбомы: Black Out
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Hydro indo (buddha!) Hah cocoa yo ya ya yo! I need some brown weed (lady) all day I need some brown weed (jenny) I need some cut (lady lady)Now these doors don't open til after dark And it ain't til twelve 'til the party really starts (Yo me and my crew had to be in by ten Right before the fun was about to begin) Yo yo one bitten jabberjaws tryin' to taste the Paper written, kids be bullshittin', I see they flaws Too many rebels, not enough cause for me to pause Them broads love my shitty drawers, the finest Criminal minded put my life behind it, you niggaz Find it hard to swallow poison in the bottle, she too sexy So I gotta watch you fast bitches, too many tricks That can give a dick a bad sicknessYo, yo! Yo son excuse me? (Yo) I'm tryin' to earn a million buck or two The ill MC step in (and who the fuck are you?) Doc start walkin' bumpin' M.O.P. To catch a nigga gettin' gassed, puttin' ten on three (Da Ruckus!) With the mic I blast men on sight So off the hook Atlantic Bell had to go on strike Doc did it, metaphors come AMG kitted 20/20 vision, comes tinted! From being so high (So high) so high so highAir it out Iron Lung I be the street soldier, ante up Pull them panties up, party's over, in the cut Slappin' grudges offa niggaz shoulder, bringin' ruck Like them Wild-cats at Villanova, hot as fuck! Duke or sober, suave bowler, soul controller Of the universe, stole-a, colder than cola Caps grab your hoodie hat, Island of Stat' Keep them cats runnin for they gat, in stormy weatherGats, right hook, uppercut swollen how I left your eye Stage dived, made a mistake, kicked F.O.I. Aiyyo hoe! Doc be keepin' a dope show like Marilyn Manson the handgun be stashed in the paneling Jersey drop son, watch me whip it like midget Diggin in that whole plate and, piss on your picnic (Don't nobody move) Don't nobody start flinchin' Limo driver, roll up the fuckin' partition!Who them niggaz that be rollin them thai, high as a kite? Gettin' pussy all night (well all right cha) yeah yeah Well who them cats you can call on, when you want to brawl? (Get drunk as hell) and so on (well all right cha) yo yo Is Funk Doc up in the house? (well all right cha) yo yo Hot Nix up in the house? (well all right cha) Bricks to Stat' hold it down (well all right cha) yo yo Mad dick up in your mouth (hah, all night cha)Yo Tical's and Doc, did it before, I'll do it again Snatch spark to the ignition, I'm screwin' it in (Aiyyo we out!) Six drop in ten seconds, what? I'll be the first one on the floor at your, wedding reception B-Boys gather around and act p-noid Bring the Trouble T-Roy, to earlobes, keyloid (Terminator 2) Doc after Sarah Conn' For the barrel bonds (Am I on?) Tical, you're onUhh-uhh-on, uhh-uhh-on Uh uh-uh uh-uh, uh-uh-onGot these slim pickins on my Charles Dickens, I pack a mac To make your back stiffen, flip the script I act different The eyeball, keep your distance, warning y'all you don't listen Bitchin' over shit you ain't gettin' So finally, puttin' in work, the big hurt MC, with a social disease, and get it first Enemies, feel my energies, four centuries of anger Remember me? (The field nigga!) Too Ghetto Fabulous, RZA Sharp, and hazardous Figure, with bad habit, can't hold his liquor Speed like a millipede (Hot Nix-on) Contemplate the non-fiction on loose leaves Paragraphs, hundred degrees, my pen bleed (ha!) Howin' you the pain I feel from holdin' these Black thoughts, deep rooted, nowadays They come with batteries included, in wicked waysWho them niggaz that be rollin' them thai, high as a kite? Gettin' pussy all night (well all right cha) yeah yeah Well who them cats you can call on, when you want to brawl? (Get drunk as hell) and so on (well all right cha) yo yo Is Funk Diggy in the house? (well all right cha) yo yo Meth Diggy no doubt! (well all right cha) Bricks to Stat' hold it down (well all right cha) yo yo Mad dick up in your mouth (all night cha)Cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha, cha
Это интересно:Когда совместно работают Redman и Method Man из пятимиллионной братии МС's рэпа, получится не средний дуэт, не супер-рэп-бомба, из этого получится самый настоящий "Blackout!". С релизом вероятно самого ожидаемого альбома, Def Jam открыла "dynamic duo" ("динамичный дуэт") Method Man'а и Redman'а. Yo! Вы наверняка вспомнили такую лажу,... продолжение
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