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crooked lettaz - firewater كلمات الأغنية

[noreaga]
yeah yeah
n-ggas is travellin everywhere, word up
i perform in the south
you know i put on _fish’n’grits_ and sh-t like that, ya heard?
word up; i perform in the west, i put on..
_ain’t nuttin like a sunny day, in cali-for-ni-a_, ya heard?
i’m on the east, i’m rockin “t.o.n.y.”
in the midwest, i put on a little no limit or some sh-t like that
word is bond

chorus: crooked lettaz

we got that firewater (what?)
y’all want that water-water (what?)
we got that firewater (what?)
y’all want that water-water (what?)
we got that firewater (what?)
y’all want that water-water (what?)
we got that firewater what?
we got that firewater what?

[noreaga]
yo, yo
yo i’msa gangsta, so y’all n-ggas, know that i mask
i smoke, mad weed, while i drink a v-8 splash
n-ggas, f-ck with me, and you will get smashed
i’m gettin, head in the whip, and i won’t even crash
i’m sayin, n-ggas don’t f-ck no mo’, all we get is head
n-ggas don’t play with bread and b-tter, all we count is bread
my n-ggas from, mississipp-i, still get high
off the water-water, slangin quarter-quarter
across the border border, seargeant slaughter slaughter
my down south n-ggas, yo we got mad game
and we both, from the ghetto, so we kick it the same
you call your weed chronic, we call our weed hydro
you call your sh-t doja, we call out sh-t gamble
from the calliope to iraq, we still get dough
we call a, b-tch is a b-tch, and a hoe is a hoe
penalty the label, in new york, we on cable

chorus

[verse 2: kamikaze]
check it out
basically, you silly n-ggas ain’t facin me
i turn my back and then you chase me hate me daily
and you attempt to limp like youse a pimp
but youse a shrimp, you can’t play me
see we the brothers with the hot tracks
puttin b-tter on the hot wax
you wanna ball with the top cats
well you talk about fat gats
you can’t rap n-gga stop that, got that
you wanna act like you c-ck back
couldn’t hold a n-gga jockstrap
we can take it to the streets when the party people meet
tell the n-ggas take a seat take a beat and cold rock that
back to the m-i, mill’n-dol’-mill’n-dol’-i
mill’n-dol’-mill’n-dol’-i, humpback, humpback
watch a n-gga jump back, dead i
spittin that upon the red eye, flyin to the n.y
n-ggas high from coast to coast
keepin it close, put it in a post
e.t. the coach, n-ggas wanna be me the most
you boast and brag and sport the sag
cause i dope rhyme, n-ggas never wanna quote rhymes
try to bite and then you choke rhyme
rollin up a smoke rhyme
comin out with your wrote rhyme
ain’t nuttin but some broke rhymes
me i got the right rhymes, always comin out tight rhymes
break a n-gga see the light rhymes
wanna fight rhymes? naw n-gga not tonight rhymes
get your girl i just might rhyme
and the story go, for the thugs even nore know
the gory flow, can’t be faded
prayed it down, laid it down, and i’m gone
take double-steps turn around and show em

chorus

[verse 3: david banner]
now it’s that crooked letta hot sh-t
old block rockin locked quick
rhymes shined with hot spit
y’all speak about shine i write rhymes
then i burn cl!cks, and give em this
your platinum plaque’s counterfeit
you shipped gold, is what i was told
your airplay was bought hits
payola motorala cell phones
where you spent all these ends, then he’s gone
in the wind poof, ain’t no proof, a super sleuth
couldn’t find his shoes
i wrap heads, like bad news
and bust b-ss and blow a fuse
then i move to baton rouge like, snoop on the move
i’m like megatron, an underground rap sh-t phenomenon
i blow up in my prime (and after that?)
then i move to cybertron, with omega supreme
but it seems that i gotta sit back and pray (back and pray)
to god that these n-ggas won’t take me away (why?)
i say it seems that i gotta sit back and pray
to god that these n-ggas won’t take me away

chorus

[noreaga]
firewater huh?
you see them n-ggas bouncin
wanna see them n-ggas bouncin
wanna see them n-ggas bouncin!!
sittin on whatever y’all f-ckin n-ggas sittin on
that chrome sh-t huh?
seventeen inch sh-t
twenty inch sh-t
twenty-two inch sh-t
f-ck that sh-t, let the sh-t glisten
let the sh-t glisten
let the sh-t glisten!! huh?
let the sh-t glisten! huh?
if y’all n-ggas ain’t got a car wash
y’all n-ggas need to go uptown right now
and get your sh-t washed
and get the inside done up, you feel?
you feel me?
get that inside done up
make sure your speakers is blowin
cause if the sh-t is at a low level
it ain’t even penetratin
turn the sh-t the f-ck up, huh?
thugged out, crooked lettaz, what the f-ck is up?
turn sh-t the f-ck up!

- crooked lettaz

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