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93 Til Infinity - текст песни



93 Til Infinity


Yo what's up this is Tajai of the mighty Souls of Mischief crew. I'm
Chillin with my man Phesto my man A Plus and my man Op you know he's
Dope. But right now yo we just maxin in the studio. We handlin from East
Oakland California and um sometimes it gets a little hectic out there.
But right now yo we gonna up you on how we just chill.

Dial the seven digits
Call up Bridget
Her man's a midget
Plus she got friends, yo, I can dig it
Here's a fourty, swig it
Ya know it's frigid
I got em chillin in the cooler
Break out the ruler

Damn
That's the fattest stoke I've ever seen
But what does ?keen and Cali? gettin weeded
Makes her feel like Maui
Now we
Feel the good vibrations
So many females, so much inspiration

I get inspired by the blunts, too
I'll front you
If you hang with a punk crew
I roam the strip for bones to pick
When I find one, I'm done
Take her home and quickly do this
I need not explain this
A-Plus is famous
So get the anus

Hey, miss
Who's there?
I'm through there
No time to do hair
The flick's at eight
So get it straight
You look great
Let's grub now
A rub down sounds flavor,
Later. There's a theatre
We in the cut
The cinema
Was mediocre
Take her to the crib so I can stroke her

Kids get broke for their skins when I'm in
Close range. I throws game at your dip like handball
Cause the man's all that
All phat
I be the chill from 93 'til

Yeah, this is how we chill from 93 'til
This is how we chill from 93 'til...


Huh, my black Timbs do me well
When I see a fool and he says he heard me tell
Another person's business
I cause diziness
Until you..stop acting like a silly bitch

Yo, crews are jealous cause we get props
The cops
Wanna stop
Our fun, but the top
Is where we're dwelling, swelling, phat
No sleep
I work fifteen jerks get their hoes sweeped
Under their noses
This bro's quick
To hit blunts and flip once I'm chillin cause my crew's close, kid

I boasted
Most kids accept this as cool



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