Текст (слова) песни: Redman - Wrong 4 Dat

[Redman]
This is WKYA, We Kickin Yo` Ass radio
All you motherfuckers out there that wanna get down with the pound
put your motherfuckin pounds up, and start bustin the motherfuckers
Am I too loud for this motherfucker? Turn me down a little bit
Yeah yeah yeah

Yo, first of all I`m a grown-ass man, pay my own bills
Stated own real, haters gon` feel
Direct Syndrome, mouth with cold tongue
You bounty hunters be on the chase for Joe Young
I won`t slip, keep pink slips to my car
I`m raw like sushi bars on bougie broads
I retrieve the money, dawg labrador
Ray Charles can see it, and Stacy Lattisaw
You get mashed out, cause your bird is peckin
Don`t be the next vinyl cut to _Urban Legend_
I can feel where you at, when I pound you up
You out of town coke rhymes, oh you clowns is up
My crew stay in the truck, can`t fit in the Porsche
If you bitches ain`t happy, then get a divorce
I`ma do what I want, cause my time is now
Grab the whole rap game, and divide it down

If I wanna roll a Jeep with a seat out the back
Bitch feet out the back, system beat out the track
Am I wrong for dat? (If that`s what you like)
Dawg, am I wrong for dat? (Hey, I guess not)
Yo yo, if I walk into the club with my hand on my snub
Beatin down security cause I don`t give a fuck
Am I wrong for dat? (Mmm mmm)
Dawg, am I wrong for dat? (Say WHAAAAT?!)

Yo Keith, yo yo Keith
{*sound of jail door opening*}

[Keith Murray]
I copped the whole box, went half with Reginald
Hollow tips infrareds and (?) clips came free
And you ain`t gotta believe me, fuck bein nervous
Far as I`m concerned they`re at your funeral service
What do we have here? Snitch in despair, shoot off his ear
Have his whole body shakin in fear
Stormtrooper fires throwin lashin out flames
A few ashes, when they analyze your remains
I live in the streets, reside with the toolie
I kill you like it`s part of my religious duty
Street sweeper thug keeper sweepin thugs under the rug
Even females who think they thugs
Trigger the release of adrenaline
When I`m gangsta-trippin like the Bloods`n`Crips`n`them
Unleash the matter of energy, killin `em
Why`d you do it? Because I wasn`t feelin them!

[Redman]
If I ride through the hood, smokin a ounce of haze (uh-huh)
with a shabby haircut, pants I wore for days
Am I wrong for dat? (I don`t think so)
C`mon bitch, am I wrong for dat? (Say WHAAAAT?!)
Yo, if I want a fat chick that keep her toes done (uh-huh)
When they playin my song ass spill out the thong
Am I wrong for dat? (Got that big ass)
Am I wrong for dat? (Tchk, nooo)

I gotta, bang the boogie to that bang bang pussy
to that bang to the pussy the beat, beat
And if yo`, bitch ain`t sippin that Cristal shit
Then she might be leavin with D, D
I got a hairy-ass chest, like Austin Powers
That bitch that "Stan" drowned, I fucked around with her
Act like a man, stand on your own two
Doc takin it all, fuck who it belong to

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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 - Wrong 4 Dat [Redman] This is WKYA, We Kickin Yo` Ass radio All you motherfuckers out there that wanna get down with the pound put your motherfuckin pounds up, and start bustin the motherfuckers Am I too loud for this motherfucker? Turn me down a little bit Yeah yeah yeah Yo, first of all I`m a grown-ass man, pay my own bills Stated own real, haters gon` feel Direct Syndrome, mouth with cold tongue You bounty hunters be on the chase for Joe Young I won`t slip, keep pink slips to my car I`m raw like sushi bars on bougie broads I retrieve the money, dawg labrador Ray Charles can see it, and Stacy Lattisaw You get mashed out, cause your bird is peckin Don`t be the next vinyl cut to _Urban Legend_ I can feel where you at, when I pound you up You out of town coke rhymes, oh you clowns is up My crew stay in the truck, can`t fit in the Porsche If you bitches ain`t happy, then get a divorce I`ma do what I want, cause my time is now Grab the whole rap game, and divide it down If I wanna roll a Jeep with a seat out the back Bitch feet out the back, system beat out the track Am I wrong for dat? (If that`s what you like) Dawg, am I wrong for dat? (Hey, I guess not) Yo yo, if I walk into the club with my hand on my snub Beatin down security cause I don`t give a fuck Am I wrong for dat? (Mmm mmm) Dawg, am I wrong for dat? (Say WHAAAAT?!) Yo Keith, yo yo Keith {sound of jail door opening} [Keith Murray] I copped the whole box, went half with Reginald Hollow tips infrareds and (?) clips came free And you ain`t gotta believe me, fuck bein nervous Far as I`m concerned they`re at your funeral service What do we have here? Snitch in despair, shoot off his ear Have his whole body shakin in fear Stormtrooper fires throwin lashin out flames A few ashes, when they analyze your remains I live in the streets, reside with the toolie I kill you like it`s part of my religious duty Street sweeper thug keeper sweepin thugs under the rug Even females who think they thugs Trigger the release of adrenaline When I`m gangsta-trippin like the Bloods`n`Crips`n`them Unleash the matter of energy, killin `em Why`d you do it? Because I wasn`t feelin them! [Redman] If I ride through the hood, smokin a ounce of haze (uh-huh) with a shabby haircut, pants I wore for days Am I wrong for dat? (I don`t think so) C`mon bitch, am I wrong for dat? (Say WHAAAAT?!) Yo, if I want a fat chick that keep her toes done (uh-huh) When they playin my song ass spill out the thong Am I wrong for dat? (Got that big ass) Am I wrong for dat? (Tchk, nooo) I gotta, bang the boogie to that bang bang pussy to that bang to the pussy the beat, beat And if yo`, bitch ain`t sippin that Cristal shit Then she might be leavin with D, D I got a hairy-ass chest, like Austin Powers That bitch that "Stan" drowned, I fucked around with her Act like a man, stand on your own two Doc takin it all, fuck who it belong to Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Wrong 4 Dat: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/117/1/7734.html Все тексты песен: Redman » Redman - Can`t Wait » Redman - Soopaman Luva 3 » Redman - Blow Your Mind (Remix) » Redman - Down South Funk » Redman - Da Journee » Redman - How High Soundtrack » Redman - Jam 4 U » Redman - It`s Like That (My Big Brother) » Redman - Fuck You » Redman - Soopaman Lova Iv » Redman - Let Da Monkey Out » Redman - Winicumuhround » Redman - D.O.G.S. » Redman - Come And Get It » Redman - Whut? Thee Album » Redman - I`ll Be Dat » Redman - So Ruff » Redman - Basically » Redman - Rock Da Spot » Redman - Can`t Wait (Clean) Рекомендуем скачать: » Юрий Устинов - Исступленье, исступленье... » Юрий Левитанский, Валерий Пак - Песня о художниках » Юрий Визбор - Синие снега » Юрий Визбор - Чукотка » Юрий Панюшкин - В тайге » Юрий Панюшкин - Пора, товарищ царь, тебе задуматься... » Юрий Визбор - Гимн МГПИ » Юрий Любаров - Песнь о настоящем космонавте » Юрий Зыков - Песня о Златоусте » Юрий Визбор - Сигарета к сигарете, дым под лампою... » Юрий Панюшкин - Я не слышал, как муха икает... » Юрий Антонов - Двадцать лет спустя » Юрий Харченко - Это все о тебе » Юрий Лорес - Нимфа » Юрий Вайханский - Фульский король » Юрий Лорес - Если в сумерках жить » Юрий Карпов - Тают свечи в темном зале... » Юрий Устинов - Приходите в детский дом... » Юрий Зыков - Цыганка нагадала мне » Юрий Карпов - В тиши нетоптаных дорог...
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