Текст (слова) песни: Redman - Wuditlooklike

Intro:

Eeeyeahh
Wuditlooklike to all you trick bitches
and you punk ass niggaz out there
I`m talkin to you live from WFDS
We`re From the DarkSide radio
It`s about two thousand degrees down this motherfucker
But the funk just don`t stop
As we take y`all fat roly poly asses on another journey
To the darkside...

Verse One:

Wuditlooklike? When I wipe off my sweat
Verbally I`m Untouchable like Elliot Ness
To the best of my ability I rock any facility
And fuck the yellow cabs I smoke buddha out deliveries
I`m just as high as the fuckin friendly skies
When I`m, open, you can`t even see my chinky eyes
Cause the buddha I smoke, is no joke, when I`m loc`ed
Then I wet it, then you be like -- that shit be soaked!!
I`m saggin my.... Karl Kani...
and Two Black Guys when I get busy like the L.I.
Well I, swing it back and forth like a leaf
Without traffic I flow like the B.Q.E.
But I can pass niggaz straight out of first-class
Then leave em huffin and puffin like first day at Lemans class
PPP, got the glocks and techs
And Def Squad always got some fly shit on deck

Chorus: repeat 4X

I said wuditlooklike (wuditlooklike)
Wuditlooklike (wuditlooklike)

Verse Two:

A-hem...
The Funk Doctor Spock blow the watt through your box
I come hotter than Treach, you bet about callin the cops
Because (this type of funk you don`t hear on the regular)
Rock six seven eight nine ten (to eleven ta)
Knew my style got more powers than Cocoon
Zoom your focus, I drop the mic and leave it smokin
When I`m vexed, my concepts Wreck like Effect
Verbal communications blow to the next ep
I`m robbin your brains with antilogical, phenomical
Suicidal with lethal type funk spread your nodules
Straight up the weight up plus I max like a Beta
Boy I fuck your head up like a blunt that`s laced up
The boogie verbalist, vocalist
I get open with, puttin scannings on the fake soloist
My style reachin down like Ike, switch up like dykes and
You`ll be tellin your psychologist wuditlooklike

Chorus

Verse Three:

Wuditlooklike suckers, punk motherfuckers
Bitches be actin funny, don`t wanna show me no love cuz
They think I`m crazy and like mentally sick
Ahhh, give em the dick then they quiver like fish, then I
Smoke a pound of herb a day, and yo
Some bitches say, I`m the Mack like Maceo
I don`t be that I just beez the funk disease
that leave MC`s, recognizing like Sam Sneed
The funkindominal, I bring drama to any rendezvous
Rock three-sixty-five, twenty-four, Monday through
That other shit, makes them other ship, flip
funk ridiculous, inconspicous with lyrics
A-uhhm, oh-seven-one-oh-three`s where I from
Been gettin dumb, every since Harlem World used to jump
And that`s for all them hardrock niggaz that`s comin in flocks
I bust off the glock for the hood and the block

Chorus

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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: Redman - Wuditlooklike Intro: Eeeyeahh Wuditlooklike to all you trick bitches and you punk ass niggaz out there I`m talkin to you live from WFDS We`re From the DarkSide radio It`s about two thousand degrees down this motherfucker But the funk just don`t stop As we take y`all fat roly poly asses on another journey To the darkside... Verse One: Wuditlooklike? When I wipe off my sweat Verbally I`m Untouchable like Elliot Ness To the best of my ability I rock any facility And fuck the yellow cabs I smoke buddha out deliveries I`m just as high as the fuckin friendly skies When I`m, open, you can`t even see my chinky eyes Cause the buddha I smoke, is no joke, when I`m loc`ed Then I wet it, then you be like -- that shit be soaked!! I`m saggin my.... Karl Kani... and Two Black Guys when I get busy like the L.I. Well I, swing it back and forth like a leaf Without traffic I flow like the B.Q.E. But I can pass niggaz straight out of first-class Then leave em huffin and puffin like first day at Lemans class PPP, got the glocks and techs And Def Squad always got some fly shit on deck Chorus: repeat 4X I said wuditlooklike (wuditlooklike) Wuditlooklike (wuditlooklike) Verse Two: A-hem... The Funk Doctor Spock blow the watt through your box I come hotter than Treach, you bet about callin the cops Because (this type of funk you don`t hear on the regular) Rock six seven eight nine ten (to eleven ta) Knew my style got more powers than Cocoon Zoom your focus, I drop the mic and leave it smokin When I`m vexed, my concepts Wreck like Effect Verbal communications blow to the next ep I`m robbin your brains with antilogical, phenomical Suicidal with lethal type funk spread your nodules Straight up the weight up plus I max like a Beta Boy I fuck your head up like a blunt that`s laced up The boogie verbalist, vocalist I get open with, puttin scannings on the fake soloist My style reachin down like Ike, switch up like dykes and You`ll be tellin your psychologist wuditlooklike Chorus Verse Three: Wuditlooklike suckers, punk motherfuckers Bitches be actin funny, don`t wanna show me no love cuz They think I`m crazy and like mentally sick Ahhh, give em the dick then they quiver like fish, then I Smoke a pound of herb a day, and yo Some bitches say, I`m the Mack like Maceo I don`t be that I just beez the funk disease that leave MC`s, recognizing like Sam Sneed The funkindominal, I bring drama to any rendezvous Rock three-sixty-five, twenty-four, Monday through That other shit, makes them other ship, flip funk ridiculous, inconspicous with lyrics A-uhhm, oh-seven-one-oh-three`s where I from Been gettin dumb, every since Harlem World used to jump And that`s for all them hardrock niggaz that`s comin in flocks I bust off the glock for the hood and the block Chorus Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Wuditlooklike: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/117/1/7564.html Все тексты песен: Redman » Redman - Watch Yo Nuggets » Redman - Whut? Thee Album » Redman - Chicken Head Convention (Skit) » Redman - Green Island » Redman - Keep On `99 » Redman - G.P.N. » Redman - Winicumuhround » Redman - What U Lookin` 4 » Redman - My Zone » Redman - Rated R » Redman - Let`s Get Dirty » Redman - Rockafella (R.I.P.) » Redman - Dr. Trevis (Signs Off) » Redman - Real Niggaz » Redman - Pain In Da Ass Stewardess » Redman - Sooperman Luva II » Redman - I Got A Secret » Redman - Down Wit Us * » Redman - Doggz II » Redman - Insomnia Рекомендуем скачать: » Галина Брусницына - Весенняя лирическая » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Умереть молодым » Геннадий Чугуев - Боль » Гиви Чрелашвили - Четвертое измерение » Галина Айзендорф, Петр Давыдов - Завтрашняя девочка » Гости из Будущего - Девушка которая поет » Геннадий Перевалов - Ветер перемен » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Кто сдохнет первым? » Гости из Будущего - Лучшее в тебе » Григорий Дикштейн - Завтра будем из прошлого века... » Григорий Дикштейн - Размышление » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - С новым годом » Григорий Дикштейн - Если косы дождей » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Поганая молодежь » Гера Грач - Северная История » Григорий Гладков - Автопортрет » Гости из Будущего - Я рисую » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - И снова темно » Гражданская оборона, ГрОб - Пошли вы все на хуй » Геннадий Жуков - Ветер листья возжег, и вспыхнули листья...
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