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Friday - текст песни



Friday


Who dat?what?


There they gothere they go


There they go


The same motherfuckers


You know nigga it’s fuckin’ friday


We doin’ it like last friday


(niggas ain’t got shit to do)


(so we gon’ get fucked up)


Who dat?





[verse 1]


Bert and husseinback to back now that’s flammable


Smokin’ ya brainattack the track like we some animals


Mechanicallive wire jawrap cannibals


Fire force survive behind barslike we unhurtable


Swervin’ through jerz emerge and serve you don’t deserve to pull


Another breath of oxygen


Has is known for oxin’ ’em


Kool kas’ chrome be droppin’ ’em


Killa kane be lockin’ philipane


Drip from a toxic tongue


Get done wid it


Out of control like we begun wid it


Bricks explodelicked you out the show


That nigga bump did it


I blocklike murdockarmy fatigued and


Bout to store blocks an’ fort knox ya minor league shit


Breathe thisballisticshell like khadafi


Bringin’ the blizzards when I make bail you can’t stop me


In jail all that I can see provoking hell


Chokin’ at a third rail velocity


Obviously ya men havebeen barkin’ up the wrong tree


Microphone strong deep bomb first


Ya mind burst within a rhyme verse


Dirty bert rehearse the worse of me


The black clip’s burnin’ me


The cat who act fraternity


The landscape’s redded


Fuck it ya man said it


Ya shoulda never let it escape


We won’t wet it


Squeezingleavin holes in ya crew


Maestro can stand through


When I pass the mac to rock that nigga brand you


When I pass the mac to rock that nigga brand you





[hook]


Ten out of ten


No ya chance is a ninth


We do jail wid no bail


Losin’ half of our life


Livin’ the life of the poor


Losin’ sight in the war


You can slice it down precise


Shit’s trife around the board





[verse 2]


We in this thing together


Tryna build the same cheddar


It’s strange sometimes I think paranoid clutchin’ my waist


A fake couldn’t relate to


Drugs and honeys


My hugs are funny


And thugs blow slugs for the money


Gunshotsmobbin’ up quiet late nights


Walkin’ down newyou betta think twice


This shit ain’t right


It’s all wrong


Narc’s we slide on


It ain’t safe season


Say it’s strength in numbers


We rolled the whole precint


Rev the whip up


We live ’98 stick-ups


Loadin’ clips up


That flimsy ass vest we rip up


New jerzcome check us


But don’t test us


Opposewe throw holes in ya lexus


Act whateverclap whatever


When we clap we clap together


Leavin’ you cats on the stretcher


O.n.s. and the embassy


Outlawz and pentagon


If it ain’t that


It ain’t shit to me


It ain’t shit to me





Hook





[verse 3]


Fake liesclose ya eyes


Nigga die in the dark


You little hip hop cop


Playin’ spy in the park


We turn schemes to cream


Cause we fiend for green


Wid the cops and streets watchin’


Ain’t no need to dream


Codine my team


Full beam on ya knotty


Killuminati to ya body


Got mooned wid the shotti


Getto star you for amaru


Yak see you tomorrow


I know you here


These other niggas be like where are you?


The henny’ll start you


Dirty ever semi I borrow


No confrontation or quarrel


I can’t shake up or startle


The time taker


Tying ’em up like ron baker


Here to shake and break ’em down


Like the la lakers


I see through ’em


Ain’t no tellin’ what i’ma bout to leave through ’em


While he lay there I stay there


While the paramedics’ll breathe through him


Squeeze through him


Put the e to himhit ’em up


He gon’ lay there shakin’ waitin’ for y’all to pick him up


Ya outta there


Quick as you squealI’ll appeal


It’s kill or be killed


In this world of free steel


Every crew’s a game


Wearin’ blues is strange


From how you move you’ll be named


For what you doin’ who you claim


You mightthink it’s a game


From bein’ critically acclaimed


A war winner for pitiful game


Fuck wid hussein





[verse 4]


From cops got our feet tired


Everybody split up anybody get caught


Son just keep quiet


These c’s watchin’ me


Two cds’ of armed robbery


Terroristic bread and possession of stolen property


Keep to myself that’s how I got to becats acknowledge me


For the simple fact I live everyday of the week periodically


Premeditated robberieshow could you possibly


Mistake imperial s for a mental or methology


I’m realer than the cats that shot at me


I think I’ll probablyride by and let ’em sample the varieties


My hollow ain’t easy to swallow


Like them five dollar bottles


Kill or be killed’s my motto


I do it cause I got to


I’mastraight up commodity


I thug in this society


On the side ah me’s my niggas that’ll die for me


Would you ride for me?or get rode on?


Been in this game so long


I kick slick shit in every sentence


Y’all have to grow on


Throughout my hard times my vision was blind


Hustlin’ dimes fake niggas wanna beef wid me


I ain’t puttin’ it in my rhymes


You ain’t worth it


Wid out contact I catch perfect


Had the heart in front of the crowd


But in your eyes you nervous


Now start chirpin’


The .38 special start squirtin’


Leave two holes in ya shirt


And put you on the side street hurtin’


Now that’s for talkin’ out ya person


(muthafuckaz)


Fuckaz





[outro]


Fatal husseinfatal hussein


Aiyyo(recognise)


Tell somebody come get me


(o.n.s.outlaw)


If not I’ll be home in like 5


Hahahhahha


Motherfuckin’ friday


(tick like time)


For all y’all niggas that wanna fuck wit me


Before my shit come out


It’s about to drop too bitch


(y’all don’t know o.n.s nasty new)


Hey ric where the fuck the henny at


Three hundred and sixty motherfuckin’ three days in the waker


Ahahayo fuck that calender


I ain’t for that shit.....


Yo a-rock man


(moddy bang)


It’s on for them niggas


(killa black)


Killa black.....



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