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Ol' Dirty Bastard
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Dirty The Moocher
作詞:Cab Calloway, Dennis Coles, Robert Diggs, Clarence Gaskill, Gary Grice, Lamont Hawkins, Jason Hunter, Russell Jones, Irving Mills, Clifford Smith, Corey Woods
Ladies and gentlemen introducing Cab Calloway Featuring the Dirt Dog First things first man you're fuckin' with the worst I'll be stickin' pins in your head like a fuckin' nurse I'll attack any nigga who slack in his mack Come fully packed with the fat rugged stack
The heat is on, I'm about to blow up the spot All I wanna see is fire cause I'm makin' shit hot Like the blow between glocks, mad niggas I shot Give a fuck on a cop, conversate with a lock Down at the chop-chop, 600th and Rock Crazy as a fox tryin' to rob Fort Knox
The DeNiro Al Pachino war Tryin' to score mad dough like a million or more For the illegal war that's all I saw It's all about that knot in ya
I'm alone, I roll with 6 niggas with stones Every hour tap my phone with embezzlement stones Get a loan from the stocks because of my pops Fifty bills in the pocks, Wu-Gambino got props
But Minnie had a heart as big as a whale Hi, de, hi, de, hi, de, hi (Hi, de, hi, de, hi, de, hi)
Hoo (Hoo) He, de, he, de, he, de, he (He, de, he, de, he, de, he) Hey (Hey)
Elevator scheme with the scheme to catch Cream Some diamond rings, jewels all types of priceless things Just in case you don't make it to the safe Don't talk to Jakes or your whole shit be laced
Got a bomb bout ready to blow up shit The White House nuh be quiet as a mouse My job is hundred proof, better know the scoop Got niggas undergrounds, in your walls, in your roofs About made zoo, 6, 6, 6, 6, 2 'Cause I'm goin' all out with the supplies of Balu
I'm unstoppable, my six man team is unstoppable Stickin' my middle fuckin' finger at you 更多更詳盡歌詞 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔鏡歌詞網 Livin' in America's fuckin' fucked up When I was young some say I had no sense I rhymed all day until my throat got tense
And bought 'em by the cage from my lungs to my knees In the winter I cough, all summer I sneeze Ah-choo, then I was sore, there was only one cure Original rhymes wholesome in thought Democratic are debatin' wanna be the imitatin'
But the knowledge that I'm givin' positively stimulatin' I acknowledge any MC in a South Bronx town South proof projects, did they really go down Shit, I remember when I was 12 years old I didn't know about frontin' or playin' a role
I thought I was slick, I fell harder than bricks With my best lyrics and my uptown ticks Prince start jackin' in my baseball cap I'm tellin' many chit-chats step off my jockstrap Approach this party other known as a jam
Lookin' for my cousin Bam-Bam Sleepingham From front to back the jam was packed Over there some dance, over there I just macked I looked around then I started to walk Heard an older woman's voice and a silly slang talk
The kid was nice for payin' the price And give weak MCs beneficial advice Yes, beneficial meaning good for more Frontin' cause with the mamas would have loved to explore
Studied MC and changed lyrics around Before I became a member of the lost and sound My words I strung, I bettered my voice Rollin over people known to be top choice Ch, ch, blaow, blaow, blaow Hoodlum
Hi, de, hi, de, hi, de, hi (Hi, de, hi, de, hi, de, hi ) Ho, de, ho, de, ho, de, ho (Ho, de, ho, de, ho, de, ho)
He, de, he, de, hee, de, hee (He, de, he, de, hee, de, hee) Hoo hoo (Hoo hoo)
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