Songtext zu 'Verbal Intercourse' von Raekwon The Chef
Möchtest du den Text von Verbal Intercourse von Raekwon The Chef kennen? Du bist am richtigen Ort.
Auf unserer Webseite haben wir den kompletten Text des Liedes Verbal Intercourse, nach dem du gesucht hast.
Wenn du lange nach dem Text des Liedes Verbal Intercourse von Raekwon The Chef gesucht hast, fang an, deine Stimme aufzuwärmen, denn du wirst nicht aufhören können, es zu singen.
[rae] no tricks, no tricks baby
[nas] yeah, aiyyo rae
[ghf] check it out y'all
[nas] it's the science
[ghf] fly wonderful
[rae] yeah y'all
[nas] tony starks and umm lex diamonds
[ghf] tony starks, my nigga nas
[rae] strength my whole team is eatin off this type of shit
[nas] for all the fake niggaz out there, yaknahmean
[ghf] word up
[rae] good shit, nigga next time, no more whatever shit
[nas] fakes be celebratin but they be mistaken
[ghf] word to the wise
[rae] keep your eyes open and your wallet in your front pocket
[ghf] all types of shit, yo son
[rae] rock it, rza chef ghost and nas niggaz is the prophet
[nas] tell em it's on right?
[ghf] show those crabs how to rhyme
[rae] rza chef ghost and nas niggaz is the prophet
[ghf] it's only like five percent out of a hundred
[rae] rza chef ghost and nas niggaz is the prophet
[ghf] do it to em baby
Verse one: nas
Through the lights cameras and action, glamour glitters and gold
I unfold the scroll, plant seeds to stampede the globe
When I'm deceased, by then the beast arise like yeast
To conquer peace leaving savages to roam in the streets
Live on the run, police paying me to give in my gun
Trick my wisdom, with the system that imprisoned my son
Smoke a gold leaf I hold heat, nonchalantly
I'm grungy, but things I do is real it never haunts me
While, funny style niggaz roll in the pile
Rooster heads profile on a bus to riker's isle
Holdin weed inside they pussy with they minds on the
Pretty things in life, props is a true thug's wife
It's like a cycle, niggaz come home, some'll go in
Do a bullet, come back, do the same shit again
From the womb to the tomb, presume the unpredictable
Guns salute life, rapidly, that's the ritual
Verse two: raekwon the chef
Perhaps bullets bust niggaz discuss mad money
True lies and white guys, we can see it through the eyes
Catch the most on tape, kilos disintegrate
Pyrex pots, we break, fiends lickin plates
In the building niggaz building, like little children starin
Them older niggaz ain't carin
Sirens circlin fiends are lurkin in your baggage
Oh, one's gone now, what, smack him in his cabbage
In the woodwork, crack cells bubble like woolworth's
In the projects, richest niggaz rockin all the real worth
Police questioning, rooftop cats invested in
Tradin in they lexus' gs's sendin messages
Two and two makes four, cristal's crazily pour
Gun wars my crew phantom like swords
Verse three: ghostface killer
With the green leathers, hunded pound snakes and cakes
Fiends found in lakes, jeolously jakes we shake
What I strive for is what I live for
Infatuated by material things, and it's wild like for war
Like somewhere over the rainbow, I see a big pot of gold
Future stacks yo I hold
Thousands of cracks bagged up inside the shoebox
Don't keep jack in my lap, don't wanna see tupac
Got two spots, a new lot, flooded with rocks
Shoot-outs making me hot, crooked cops bad tony and the ball drop
In the now, I'm bangin niggaz for slide time
Hurry up duke I'm next, show em mine
And what the fuck is you looking at?
By the way young blood, hit me off with that green bay hat
Watch your back inside the hall, new niggaz slide through
Like doors yo, you're starin in the mess hall
Your adrenaline runs, cigarette niggas be swindlin
New jacks surrenderin, come home not rememberin
Made bail with different size kicks on, a white dress shirt
Lookin gay in the yard, and you got hurt
Flashbacks, of the day room, mop ringer style
Your faggot ass got bashed tryin to turn the dial
You told your boo you was whylin
Once you heard wu, out of the blue, your family's from shaolin
High class cooks, throw on vestes out of phone books
Infirmary niggas are screaming, I got drugs!
Sharpen toothbrushes 190 mixed with baby oil and shit
Your man's in the kitchen stashing ice picks
Well i'ma end this with a big red cherry on top
Me, nas and rae got the best product on the block
[rae] strength my whole team is eatin off this type of shit
[ghf] word up, throw your hands up
[rae] good shit, nigga next time, no more whatever shit
[ghf] cock back the mac an say whatever
[rae] keep your eyes open and your wallet in your front pocket
[ghf] your hawaiian's stale, exoticness, fly shit
[rae] rza chef ghost and nas niggaz is the prophet
[ghf] floatin on in nine-five in the basement
Escuchar "Verbal Intercourse" gratis en Amazon Unlimited
Otras canciones de Raekwon The Chef
Es gibt viele Gründe, den Text von Verbal Intercourse von Raekwon The Chef kennenlernen zu wollen.
Der häufigste Grund, den Text von Verbal Intercourse kennenlernen zu wollen, ist, dass du es wirklich magst. Offensichtlich, oder?
Wenn deine Motivation, nach dem Text des Liedes Verbal Intercourse zu suchen, war, dass du es absolut liebst, hoffen wir, dass du es genießen kannst, es zu singen.
Fühl dich wie ein Star, wenn du das Lied Verbal Intercourse von Raekwon The Chef singst, auch wenn dein Publikum nur deine zwei Katzen sind.
Etwas, das öfter passiert, als wir denken, ist, dass Leute den Text von Verbal Intercourse suchen, weil es ein Wort im Lied gibt, das sie nicht ganz verstehen und sicherstellen möchten, was es sagt.
Streitest du mit deinem Partner, weil ihr verschiedene Dinge versteht, wenn ihr Verbal Intercourse hört? Den Text des Liedes Verbal Intercourse von Raekwon The Chef zur Hand zu haben, kann viele Streitigkeiten beilegen, und wir hoffen, dass es so sein wird.
Auf dieser Seite stehen dir Hunderte von Liedtexten zur Verfügung, wie Verbal Intercourse von Raekwon The Chef.
Denke daran, dass du dich immer an uns wenden kannst, wenn du den Text eines Liedes wissen möchtest, wie es jetzt mit dem Text des Liedes Verbal Intercourse von Raekwon The Chef der Fall war.