Текст (слова) песни: Dj Quik - Till Jesus Comes

[12 second intro to start]

[DJ Quik]
I grew up with haters right under the same roof
Ain`t never no food, but the whiskey is 80 proof
Niggaz is shootin at me, and my sister called the police
to tell `em that my homies loaned me a piece
Devil-worshippin neighbors, niggaz borrowin penicillin
Rats and roaches is chillin, my sister makin a killin
Sellin drugs to my other sisters and now I hope
They break in her fuckin Buick and pinch on her dope
I transferred out of Compton High School with a gun in my pants
Ready for whatever comes and I`m prayin
I ain`t gotta be the one shot up in the hospital
Simply because Compton never had one, fuck it
I shot them niggaz and I moved to another town
Gave the gun to Darryl and I had him go melt it down
How many times did they call me a fag
`Til they got stomped out and threatened with a 44 mag

[Chorus]
We gotta freak the freak the funk
We gotta seize and squeeze the pump
We gotta tease and beat these punks
Get on your knees `til Jesus comes {*BLAM*}
Give up the keys, get in the trunk
And if he freeze, begin to dump
We gotta smash and kick and stomp, blast a punk
Get on your knees `til Jesus comes {*BLAM*}

[DJ Quik]
Niggaz call me dumb but I`m smarter than your momma
For lettin yo` daddy ejaculate in her and stickin her wit`cho drama
Cause you ain`t nuttin but a skanky welfare case
Livin in scum Bum-o-Rama
A shelf full of antibiotics and narcotics
Dwellin in a house full of lazy psychotics
Pissin and shittin on theyself and you too stupid to help
Because you just a dumb nigga yourself
Ain`t that the kettle callin the pot round and hot? (Huh?)
Ain`t the reason you `bout to be found bound and shot? (Huh?)
You need to keep my name off your tongue, before they find you hung
with a letter in your own handwriting motherfucker

[Chorus] w/ "Get out your" instead of "Give up the"

[DJ Quik]
How much liquor could I consume in one sitting?
How many niggaz did I shake for bullshittin?
I run any console, I`m an engineer
And I drink imported beer while I`m lookin for the gear
I`m a stylist, I`m not a porn star
I know enough to where I can service my own car
I ain`t ignorin you stupid, I just be watchin my own rhythms
and lovin how they fall, this music is different
A new generation
The beat is so fancy, look at my presentation
It`s not 16, it`s 12, makin a scene as well
Watchin my green and mail, how could I fail?
How could I fail?

[Chorus] w/ "drawn down and buck" instead of "begin to dump"

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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: Dj Quik - Till Jesus Comes [12 second intro to start] [DJ Quik] I grew up with haters right under the same roof Ain`t never no food, but the whiskey is 80 proof Niggaz is shootin at me, and my sister called the police to tell `em that my homies loaned me a piece Devil-worshippin neighbors, niggaz borrowin penicillin Rats and roaches is chillin, my sister makin a killin Sellin drugs to my other sisters and now I hope They break in her fuckin Buick and pinch on her dope I transferred out of Compton High School with a gun in my pants Ready for whatever comes and I`m prayin I ain`t gotta be the one shot up in the hospital Simply because Compton never had one, fuck it I shot them niggaz and I moved to another town Gave the gun to Darryl and I had him go melt it down How many times did they call me a fag `Til they got stomped out and threatened with a 44 mag [Chorus] We gotta freak the freak the funk We gotta seize and squeeze the pump We gotta tease and beat these punks Get on your knees `til Jesus comes {BLAM} Give up the keys, get in the trunk And if he freeze, begin to dump We gotta smash and kick and stomp, blast a punk Get on your knees `til Jesus comes {BLAM} [DJ Quik] Niggaz call me dumb but I`m smarter than your momma For lettin yo` daddy ejaculate in her and stickin her wit`cho drama Cause you ain`t nuttin but a skanky welfare case Livin in scum Bum-o-Rama A shelf full of antibiotics and narcotics Dwellin in a house full of lazy psychotics Pissin and shittin on theyself and you too stupid to help Because you just a dumb nigga yourself Ain`t that the kettle callin the pot round and hot? (Huh?) Ain`t the reason you `bout to be found bound and shot? (Huh?) You need to keep my name off your tongue, before they find you hung with a letter in your own handwriting motherfucker [Chorus] w/ "Get out your" instead of "Give up the" [DJ Quik] How much liquor could I consume in one sitting? How many niggaz did I shake for bullshittin? I run any console, I`m an engineer And I drink imported beer while I`m lookin for the gear I`m a stylist, I`m not a porn star I know enough to where I can service my own car I ain`t ignorin you stupid, I just be watchin my own rhythms and lovin how they fall, this music is different A new generation The beat is so fancy, look at my presentation It`s not 16, it`s 12, makin a scene as well Watchin my green and mail, how could I fail? How could I fail? [Chorus] w/ "drawn down and buck" instead of "begin to dump" Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Till Jesus Comes: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/103/1/16968.html Все тексты песен: Dj Quik » Dj Quik - We Still Party » Dj Quik - Birdz N tha Beez » Dj Quik - I Useta Know Her » Dj Quik - Trouble » Dj Quik - It`s Like Everyday » Dj Quik - I Dont Wanna Party Wit U » Dj Quik - America`z Most Complete Artist » Dj Quik - Sex Crymee » Dj Quik - You`z a Ganxta » Dj Quik - Diggin` U Out » Dj Quik - Indiscretions In The Back of The Limo » Dj Quik - Its Like Everyday » Dj Quik - How Come? » Dj Quik - Jus Lyke Compton » Dj Quik - Down down down » Dj Quik - Tonite » Dj Quik - I Got That Feelin` » Dj Quik - Street Level Entrance » Dj Quik - Get Down » Dj Quik - Quiker-Said-Than-Dunn Рекомендуем скачать: » Геннадий Перевалов - Когда-нибудь настанет время... » Голубые береты - Спасибо, господин президент » Голубые береты - Нам с тобою, братан » Геннадий Жуков - Колокольный конь » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Зоопарк » Григорий Дикштейн - Оптимистическая » Григорий Дикштейн - Песенка бабы Яги из спектакля по сказке В. Шушкина До третьих петухов » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Мама бля » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Новая патриотическая » Геннадий Васильев - Трудно быть » Геннадий Жуков - Жалоба акына » Гиви Чрелашвили - Маргарита » Георгий Дубенецкий - Мы обросли машинами и дачами... » Гайк Мкртчян - Будут реки уносить воду... » Гындул Мыцей - Письмо » Геннадий Васильев - Патетическое » Григорий Дикштейн - Песня о барде, менестреле или трубадуре, играющем на лютне, кифаре или бандуре, песня о стрелке, кот » Гиви Чрелашвили - Русское сообщество » Голубые береты - Рак души » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Я ненавижу женщин!
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