Take It There - текст песни
Take It There
What what what what
Yeah yeah
Who the fuck want it?
Yeah yeahset it off niggas
Transform transform
[poet]
YoI’m at cha’ll niggasassault and battle y’all niggas
My gat splatter niggasmy style dazzle niggas
Screwball empirepoet spit fire (fire)
Niggas wanna diecome try’a...piledriver
My family’s hydrabut we smoke hy-dro
Mixed with the chronicsome niggas sniff blow
Some niggas smoke dustfuck around get bust
Severly touchedcrushedyour times up
Ya rhyme sucksya crew’s weak
When the smoke clearsI’ll be therestandin on my two feet
With the mic in one handand the otha my heat
Represent vernontenthand twelth street
[hostyle]
ManI brake a broom stick off in yo’ ass
For long cashscrewball blasts the raw facts
And it’s long lastinyeah
A lot of crews are soft like puddy
They see me they runnin from memy rhymes they study
Subjectart of descructioncome to reck
Wanna give props to mercy for your ? ? ? drops
Set it on my man philthen my eyes get chinky
Here’s kinkythen I’m ghost like blinky
I’m pacmanlyrics thats written by a mad man
And my grip is like a mental asyllum when I write ’em
Ignite ’em like a bullet from my glock when you pull it
To all pieceswhen the rough shit releasesyeah
Chorus: screwball and capone
(do what? ) pushin’ weight back (nigga we’ll win)
(whatwhat) clack clack clack clack (screwball)
(we’re the illest) can you dig that? (I can dig that)
You didn’t knowonly time keep ’em villians (take it there)
I wanna hurt something (nigga we’ll win) I wanna hurt something
Don’t make me do something (we’re the illest) (what)
Pull the curtains on ’em (yeah yeah yeah)
You didn’t knowonly time keep ’em villians
[capone]
Younderstand this I aim richaim stainless steel
Aim at the beast when the game get real
Yothem corna’s I been playedgot schooled by fame
Said the streets is still watched through closed curtains and screens
Qb is like the villian’est lifeall across the world thugspusherspimps
And whores
From a blimp I glimpse at the raws
Tears falland radioactive street thugs hearin me callin
To you my name respect the game? sixty days home?
Copped the buggyshowed me the loveghetto niggas gotta love me
Pop the bubbly y’allsalute the reign of qb (yeah yeah yeah yeah)
[kyron]
Aiyyoyou niggas sleepwalkin out herea technicality
Nigga we blaze infront of the kids ’cuz thats how foul it be
I shit on youtake you to the flicksput a hit on you
Dump ya head in popcornturn around and spit on you
I take it therewith ghetto po’ niggaswho never had nothin
We hangin in the club just to bag som’thin
Catch a rolly mercin out about to crash som’thin
So just get the fuck up out this life unless you have som’thin
You don’t hustle aroundyou wouldn’t mind time
Bitch you ain’t a dimeif you ain’t improvin mine
Who y’allI see through y’all
Fuckin with kyronyou fuckin screwball
We do some ugly shit to y’all
Chorus
The reign of qb (salute this shit)
Screwball (screwball nigga)
Capone ’n’ noreaga
Thugged out (thugged out)
Kno’imsayin? (hear me? )
Y’all get this moneyor we get that thug shit poppin
Kno’imsayin?
Its our fuckin world
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