Текст (слова) песни: Coolio - My Soul

*Violins and pianos are heard, tapping, and a conductor clearing his
throat to signal that he is ready*

Chorus:
Soul-oul-oul-oul-oul-oul-oul (My soul, my soul)
My soul-oul-oul
My soul-oul-oul (My soul)
Soul-oul-oul-oul-oul-oul-oul (My soul)
My soul-oul-oul (My soul)
My soul-oul-oul

Verse 1:
You can try to throw salt, but I keep my game face on
And the only thing on your mind is stalkin` more digits than a telephone
Me and thirty-nine theives jumpin` out of white Hummer
From Compton (Wooh-wooh-wooh), while your crew get dumb and dumber
Grew up straight out of low cash like CB fo`
Now I got dough and you got one night stands like gangsta, yo
See on the low it`s all gravy
But the threat of this new world order is about to drive me crazy
And all you want is the Lex and gold Visa
Bomb singles and stackin` your chips like Pringles
While my rhymes jack for platinum plaques
Quicker than one time Jack Black`s
I twist sacks and sip yac
Plus, the Invisible Man got my back like a spine
So, why you all up in mine?
Keep the money and the fame cause all I really wanna hold
Is my artistic flavor and control of my soul

Chorus

Verse 2:
Ain`t no tellin
Most women are still waitin` and sellin`
Most of my homies is ex-felons (Convicts)
In two decades, rap went from Planet Rock
To crack rock
Now, everybody got a glock
And it don`t stop
Till another brother drop
That`s why I poured out a little drink for the homie Pac (Rest In Peace)
What`s a thin line between love and hate?
A million dollars in the bank and you still can`t escape
It`s a small world, after all, you`re clausterphobic, you can`t breathe
So, store your ball like Christopher Reeve
It`s the hater in you that makes you criticize me
Cause if you handled your business then yo ass would see
Nineteen-ninety-seven is still crackin`
I`ma get the ladies out their seat like this was a car jackin`
They say the game is to be sold, not told
You can keep your bankroll, I want control of my soul

Chorus

Verse 3:
My jaws flip across sixteen bars like Dominique Dawes
But without no flaws, never broke a m.c. law
See, I was servin` wack rappers at the school
When Bruce Lee was scrappin` with Kareem Abdul
You got into triple beams and guns you ain`t gon shoot
I seen a million rappers in the same Versace suit
Or, the same pair of locs, that`s probably why you`re broke
And your backstage and your ghetto pass got revoked
Scrappin` or rappin` what you want to happen?
If I ever come up short you the first one I`m jackin`
It`s theives in the area like aircraft carrier`s
We`re launchin` F-15`s
And Anti-Wack Maf Machines
Michropone, sittin` on my vocal chord
Sendin` busta`s to the crossroads like Thuggish Ruggish Bone
It`s the C-O-O-L-I-O, well I, wont fold
When I`m controllin` my soul

Chorus: Repeat 1 1/2 times

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Все тексты песен: Coolio
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» Coolio - Geto Highlites
» Coolio - N Da Closet
» Coolio - The Revolution
» Coolio - Can-O-Corn
» Coolio - Mama I`m In Love Wit A Gangsta
» Coolio - Mama i`m In Love Wit A Gangsta
» Coolio - C U When U Get There
» Coolio - Fantastic Voyage (Timber Mix)
» Coolio - County Line
» Coolio - For My Sistas
» Coolio - On My Way To Harlem
» Coolio - That`s How It Is
» Coolio - Bright as the Sun
» Coolio - Smokin` Stix
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» Coolio - N Da Closet
» Coolio - It`s All The Way Live
» Coolio - Gangsta`s Paradise


Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Coolio - My Soul Violins and pianos are heard, tapping, and a conductor clearing his throat to signal that he is ready Chorus: Soul-oul-oul-oul-oul-oul-oul (My soul, my soul) My soul-oul-oul My soul-oul-oul (My soul) Soul-oul-oul-oul-oul-oul-oul (My soul) My soul-oul-oul (My soul) My soul-oul-oul Verse 1: You can try to throw salt, but I keep my game face on And the only thing on your mind is stalkin` more digits than a telephone Me and thirty-nine theives jumpin` out of white Hummer From Compton (Wooh-wooh-wooh), while your crew get dumb and dumber Grew up straight out of low cash like CB fo` Now I got dough and you got one night stands like gangsta, yo See on the low it`s all gravy But the threat of this new world order is about to drive me crazy And all you want is the Lex and gold Visa Bomb singles and stackin` your chips like Pringles While my rhymes jack for platinum plaques Quicker than one time Jack Black`s I twist sacks and sip yac Plus, the Invisible Man got my back like a spine So, why you all up in mine? Keep the money and the fame cause all I really wanna hold Is my artistic flavor and control of my soul Chorus Verse 2: Ain`t no tellin Most women are still waitin` and sellin` Most of my homies is ex-felons (Convicts) In two decades, rap went from Planet Rock To crack rock Now, everybody got a glock And it don`t stop Till another brother drop That`s why I poured out a little drink for the homie Pac (Rest In Peace) What`s a thin line between love and hate? A million dollars in the bank and you still can`t escape It`s a small world, after all, you`re clausterphobic, you can`t breathe So, store your ball like Christopher Reeve It`s the hater in you that makes you criticize me Cause if you handled your business then yo ass would see Nineteen-ninety-seven is still crackin` I`ma get the ladies out their seat like this was a car jackin` They say the game is to be sold, not told You can keep your bankroll, I want control of my soul Chorus Verse 3: My jaws flip across sixteen bars like Dominique Dawes But without no flaws, never broke a m.c. law See, I was servin` wack rappers at the school When Bruce Lee was scrappin` with Kareem Abdul You got into triple beams and guns you ain`t gon shoot I seen a million rappers in the same Versace suit Or, the same pair of locs, that`s probably why you`re broke And your backstage and your ghetto pass got revoked Scrappin` or rappin` what you want to happen? If I ever come up short you the first one I`m jackin` It`s theives in the area like aircraft carrier`s We`re launchin` F-15`s And Anti-Wack Maf Machines Michropone, sittin` on my vocal chord Sendin` busta`s to the crossroads like Thuggish Ruggish Bone It`s the C-O-O-L-I-O, well I, wont fold When I`m controllin` my soul Chorus: Repeat 1 1/2 times Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни My Soul: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/102/1/11889.html Все тексты песен: Coolio » Coolio - In Tha Beginning...There Was Rap » Coolio - Geto Highlites » Coolio - N Da Closet » Coolio - The Revolution » Coolio - Can-O-Corn » Coolio - Mama I`m In Love Wit A Gangsta » Coolio - Mama i`m In Love Wit A Gangsta » Coolio - C U When U Get There » Coolio - Fantastic Voyage (Timber Mix) » Coolio - County Line » Coolio - For My Sistas » Coolio - On My Way To Harlem » Coolio - That`s How It Is » Coolio - Bright as the Sun » Coolio - Smokin` Stix » Coolio - gangsters paradise \| С‚РµРєСЃС‚ РїРµСЃРЅРё Рё С‚Р°Р±С‹ (Р°РєРєРѕСЂРґС‹) РґР»СЏ Р±Р°СЃ РіРёС‚Р°СЂС‹ » Coolio - It Takes A Thief » Coolio - N Da Closet » Coolio - It`s All The Way Live » Coolio - Gangsta`s Paradise Рекомендуем скачать: » Федор Горкавенко, Игорь Иванов - Этот путь не для меня » Фактор2 - Ты прости меня » Фабрика - Понимаешь » Фабрика звезд-3 - Позвони мне, позвони » Файер Владимир - Чёрный ворон » Фристайл - Я тебе не верю » Филипп Киркоров - Эти глаза напротив » Френсис Гойя - Беловежская Пуща » Ф.Киркоров - Я за тебя умру » Фактор2 - Измена » Фристайл - Пять тюльпанов » Фрейдкин Марк - ПЕСНЯ ПРО КИМА » Фабрика - Ой, мама я влюбилась » Френсис Гойя - Русский вальс » Фидошные песни - Песенkа про ламершу » Ф.Киркоров Унесённые ветром - Пупсик » Фабрика звезд-5 - Бог тебя выдумал (Не Пара+Н.Подольская+Р » Фидошные песни - у Билли Гейтса » Ф.Киркоров - Песня черта » Фабрика - Лелик
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