Текст (слова) песни: Mia X f Mac - Flip 2 Rip

[DJ KLC]
Yo Mia. I got the firest beat and I want you and Mac to bust off it.
So who goin first?
[Mia X]
It don`t matter to me, Boo.
[DJ KLC]
Well, we gone flip for it. Call it in the air.
[Mia X]
Heads.
[Mac]
Tails
[Mia X]
Mac, you up first.
[Mac]
Say, KL. Since I gotta go first and shit I`ma kick this shit one more time
for the old fake ass niggas who thought I lost it. Ya heard me? Check it

Verse One: Mac

Street camo
Cover my flesh
I`m one of the best in the contests
They steppin to Mac without a vest on they chest
If all you wanted was rest
Then I`m your Nyquil guy
Your night time sniffin and stuffiness
I kill with one shot
The murder murder verses
Quench lunatic`s thirsts
I get pussy from nurses
Comin from churches
The camouflage A-S-S A-S-S I-N
I`m deadlier with my pen
Then niggas with the mac 10
But that was back then
In 98 I`m strapped
Cuz I`m on the map
Ain`t afraid to bust a cap
And I get paid for bustin raps
I like them ghetto girls
Y`all can have them super models
Cuz gangsta bitches got bodies like Coke bottles
I get the game from my nigga V9
I get the beats off the 3-9
Them niggas can`t see mine
I`m lyrically a therapist
A fuckin terrorist
Boom Boom!
I never miss
I`m on the next level

Chorus: repeat 2X [Mia X and Mac]

Well I`ma flip it like this
And I`ma rip it like that
And I`ma rip it like that
And I`ma flip it like this

Verse Two: Mia X

When the smoke clears
I`ma still be here nigga
Mic in my hand
Rowdy doin the rip the rapper dance
I set the lines behind the fallen emcees that challenge me
You cross my path
You gets flipped in my wrath
The aftermath left bitches quiet as fuck
Like when the neighbors saw the crim and the cops came up
I rips it up from the gut
Like Jack the Shanka Man
Chasin hoes down with the knife in his hand
The better man`s gone be Mama
And you know this nigga
On the top or the bottom
I`ma show this nigga
He`s goin to sleep
I`m too deep
The lady alligator
Stick your seven inches in the swamp
And I`ma fade ya
I made you motherfuckers recognize the south
For the gumbo flava comin out my mouth
About drama
Bout paper
Bout settin it off
Fuck the verbal fantasies
My shit is real y`all.

Chorus: X4

Verse Three: Mac and Mia X

[Mac]
Pass me the mic
And let me dig into they chests
Like AK bullets through they proof vests
In a shootin fest
I murder emcees like media
Mac the street encyclopedia
Who wanna test me?
Bless me with somethin knottin
Bitches who start pussy poppin
Rhyme I quote em
Nines I told em
Like wallets
I`m rock solid
And I like it when they suck and swallow it
I`m hardcore
Fuck that slangin and shit
Cuz when I`m on the mic
Niggas be bangin and shit

[Mia]
I love them buck wild crowds
Mama be center stage
Throwin lyrics at them niggas
Like hand grenades
You can` take the projects out of a bitch like me
Six figures make me throw bigger block parties
Still warm my bed with a thug nigga of course (fo sho)
Still in the mix with all them messy ass hoes
Still bust a freestyle with my camouflage son
Off top, then leave the studio with my gun cocked
What?!

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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: Mia X f Mac - Flip 2 Rip [DJ KLC] Yo Mia. I got the firest beat and I want you and Mac to bust off it. So who goin first? [Mia X] It don`t matter to me, Boo. [DJ KLC] Well, we gone flip for it. Call it in the air. [Mia X] Heads. [Mac] Tails [Mia X] Mac, you up first. [Mac] Say, KL. Since I gotta go first and shit I`ma kick this shit one more time for the old fake ass niggas who thought I lost it. Ya heard me? Check it Verse One: Mac Street camo Cover my flesh I`m one of the best in the contests They steppin to Mac without a vest on they chest If all you wanted was rest Then I`m your Nyquil guy Your night time sniffin and stuffiness I kill with one shot The murder murder verses Quench lunatic`s thirsts I get pussy from nurses Comin from churches The camouflage A-S-S A-S-S I-N I`m deadlier with my pen Then niggas with the mac 10 But that was back then In 98 I`m strapped Cuz I`m on the map Ain`t afraid to bust a cap And I get paid for bustin raps I like them ghetto girls Y`all can have them super models Cuz gangsta bitches got bodies like Coke bottles I get the game from my nigga V9 I get the beats off the 3-9 Them niggas can`t see mine I`m lyrically a therapist A fuckin terrorist Boom Boom! I never miss I`m on the next level Chorus: repeat 2X [Mia X and Mac] Well I`ma flip it like this And I`ma rip it like that And I`ma rip it like that And I`ma flip it like this Verse Two: Mia X When the smoke clears I`ma still be here nigga Mic in my hand Rowdy doin the rip the rapper dance I set the lines behind the fallen emcees that challenge me You cross my path You gets flipped in my wrath The aftermath left bitches quiet as fuck Like when the neighbors saw the crim and the cops came up I rips it up from the gut Like Jack the Shanka Man Chasin hoes down with the knife in his hand The better man`s gone be Mama And you know this nigga On the top or the bottom I`ma show this nigga He`s goin to sleep I`m too deep The lady alligator Stick your seven inches in the swamp And I`ma fade ya I made you motherfuckers recognize the south For the gumbo flava comin out my mouth About drama Bout paper Bout settin it off Fuck the verbal fantasies My shit is real y`all. Chorus: X4 Verse Three: Mac and Mia X [Mac] Pass me the mic And let me dig into they chests Like AK bullets through they proof vests In a shootin fest I murder emcees like media Mac the street encyclopedia Who wanna test me? Bless me with somethin knottin Bitches who start pussy poppin Rhyme I quote em Nines I told em Like wallets I`m rock solid And I like it when they suck and swallow it I`m hardcore Fuck that slangin and shit Cuz when I`m on the mic Niggas be bangin and shit [Mia] I love them buck wild crowds Mama be center stage Throwin lyrics at them niggas Like hand grenades You can` take the projects out of a bitch like me Six figures make me throw bigger block parties Still warm my bed with a thug nigga of course (fo sho) Still in the mix with all them messy ass hoes Still bust a freestyle with my camouflage son Off top, then leave the studio with my gun cocked What?! Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Flip 2 Rip: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/112/1/16624.html Все тексты песен: Mia X f Mac » Mia X f Mac - Flip 2 Rip Рекомендуем скачать: » Гости из Будущего - Беги от меня » Геннадий Жуков - Урок кармы » Гарин Юрий - Ветхий романс » Геннадий Балахнин - Рюмочка » Гарин Юрий - Ну что ты хочешь от меня » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Перемена погоды » Григорий Дикштейн - Старт! » Геннадий Васильев - На Среднем плохая погода... » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Так » Георгий Дубенецкий - Посвящение Чегету и креплениям Маркер М4-15. » Георгий Дубенецкий - Утро » Григорий Дикштейн - Письмо руководителям развитых стран, написанное в минуту отчаянья и волнений о судьбах моих единовер » Григорий Данской - Письмо матери » Георгий Васильев - Встречный марш » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Все пройдет » Гости из Будущего - Я с тобой » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Так далеко » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Как листовка » Григорий Дикштейн - Распалась связь времен... » Гарин Юрий - 20 лет спустя
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